ok im sorry that it took so long 2 ud. i was really buisy with school and a lot of hw. thanx for all of the reviews and yes, the 'accident' that is in the summary will be coming up soon but im not sure if it will b in this chapter or not. i dont really hav it worked out yet so . . . here's chapter 4

After the incident at Brooke's house, she went to Peyton's to stay the night. She was way to scared to stay at her house after everything that had happened there that night and there was no way she was staying with Lucas. She saw a side of him that she never thought he really had.

She was actually scared of him then, that he'd hurt her more. The look in his eyes when he turned around, just for that quick moment, when he pushed her into the wall. Of course he didn't do it on purpose and I guess she knew that but that doesn't change the fact that the person she trusted most hurt her. If he would have just listened to her in the first place and stayed away from her dad none of this would have happened.

Right now, she was sitting on Peyton's bed alone in the room, crying her eyes out. Peyton was down stairs doing something which Brooke didn't really care about right now, she was to deep into her thoughts.

Lucas was walking down the street slowly. He's looking down, obviously also deep into thought. His cheek is black and blue and has a cut on his lip but at least her dad looks worse that he does. Wait, how could he think that. He just got into a fist fight with his girlfriends dad and he hit her. He actually hurt her, the person that he loved.

The image kept running through his mind. He felt so bad. The look in her eyes . . . she was so scared of him right them. He tried to apologize but she just wouldn't listen.

She ran off right after then and he knew that it was to Peytons.

He wanted to see her . . . no he had to see her. What if she wouldn't talk to him. He needed her, without her he was just . . . nothing really. Finally, having a hard time deciding, he decided that he needed to see her, so off he went to Peyton's house, to either make the best choice of is life or the biggest mistake . . .

Peyton was sitting on the couch in her living room thinking. She didn't really want to go back upstairs to her room because Brooke was in there and she thought that she really needed to be alone right now.

Just then the doorbell rang. She got up to go get it and when she opened the door . . . Lucas was standing there looking tired and beet up. She shakes her head. "You can't be here, Lucas." She said.

"Please, just let me see her." Lucas begged.

She shakes her head again. "No, you have to leave! She doesn't want to see you!" She told him as he tried to get in the door, she kept getting in his way.

"Peyton, it's really important. I love her, i need to tell her that im sorry." He tried.

"I'm sorry Lucas, but you have to let her be."

Lucas shakes his head, pushes past her, and runs up the stairs. Peyton calls after him, "Lucas, no! Stop!" He doesn't listen to herand just keeps going.

Lucas opens the door to Peyton's room, where Brooke is. To his surprise she is on Peyon's bed sleeping, she has tear marks down her face and he really felt for her. 'She fell asleep crying because of me.' He thought.

The door squeaked a little while he was shutting it and it automatically woke Brooke up. She sat up quickly. She woke up from every little noise because she was used to it, when her dad used to go in her room after finding out she did something wrong. Those were the worst times since they were late at night becasue then in the morning at school she was so much more tired than she normally would be and if she fell asleep in class and her teacher told him, he would hit her some more.

Right away she got out of her bed. "What are you doing here?" She asked quietly.

He walked up to her. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that." He told her. He tried to touch her arm and she moved away from him, who looked hurt after that.

"I don't care! I don't care that your sorry, that doesn't matter, what matters is that you did it! You hit me! Your just like him!" She said infering to her dad.

"No, I'm not." Lucas said. "I never want to hurt you."

"And that worked out so well, didn't it?" Brooke said back to him.

"Please, Brooke, I'm sorry." He tries to hug her but she pushes him away, hard.

"Get away from me! I hate you!" She screamed at him.

"Brooke . . . " He started but she cut him off.

" No! Remember all of the things that i said before, about you being a bastard child and everything, well i also said that it wasnt the truth and that I didn't mean it. Well, i lied. i did mean it. Your some stupid bastard child who hits their girlfriend! I hate you! Don't ever come near me again!" Brooke screamed through tears.

It sounded like she meant it this time. He looked into her eyes. "You really think that?" He asked her queitly.

"Yes." She answered with out emotion in her voice.

He looked into her eyes. He saw no regret of her saying that, no sadness. Worst of all he saw no sign of her lying. There were tears streaming out of her eyes. "Can you please get out! Don't you get it I hate you!" She yelled. Lucas was so hurt by what she said, she was his everything and she just told him that he was some bastard child and that she hated him and she actually meant it. He just walks out. Brooke collapses on her bed crying.

Lucas is driving on the road. He's thinking of Brooke. Of the good times: them kissing, them in school, them holding hands, them just talking . . . and then all of the bad times: her crying to him about her dad, him hitting her into the wall, her crying about him, her saying that she hates him. Lucas passes a red light without knowing. A mini van slams into Lucas's car and sends it flying into a pole on the other side of the street.

Ok wel there you go . . . chapter 4. yes i kno i sorta left it at a cliff hanger and sry. well . . . reveiw review review!

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megan