AN-Nothing really much to say. ) Except once again, thanks for the reviews, and I hope you enjoy

Love, Emily


"10..." Lucas breathed out, watching the basketball go through the net with a mere swish. It wasn't until it bounced on the ground that Lucas realized who had walked up to the court. No one other than his younger half-brother. The half-brother that supposedly wasn't talking to him after Lucas went behind his word and trust, something he had been doing a lot lately. Breaking promises, losing friends, just to try and gain one thing he wasn't even sure he wanted anymore; Brooke. "What are you doing here?" Lucas asked, annoyance filling his voice.

"Just stopping by, you okay? You look wiped," he said, picking up the basketball and twirled it between his two hands.

"Don't worry about me," Lucas snapped, grabbing the ball from Nathan's hands and taking another shot, which missed badly. Nathan couldn't help but laugh, the shot was horrible. He just didn't realize how mad Lucas was at the time, and he didn't know what for. "What the hell's tweekin you now?" Nathan asked, now as annoyed as Lucas was.

"I saw you and Peyton together," Lucas warned him, stepping closely to his half brother as a finger appeared inches from Nathan's chest. "What the hell are you doing to Haley?" shoving him hard, almost knocking him to the ground. Nathan chuckled sarcastically, slowly shaking his head at Lucas while he stared as the ground. He kept his distance from the blonde.

"Just walk away, man," Nathan said, his voice tightening. He didn't need this, he didn't need to fight his half-brother. It wouldn't prove anything. He smirked before turning to walk away toward his car.

"Huh, going to see Peyton?" Lucas asked, sarcasm and jealously flaming through him.

"What like you went to see Haley?" Nathan turned around, clenching his fists at his sides. Once again, Lucas had no idea what he was talking about. Always jumping to conclusions about stuff he didn't know anything about.

"I didn't sleep with Haley when I went to see her!" Lucas shouted at him, walking up to him, their faces inches apart. Nathan finally had it, his fist squaring Lucas in the jaw, watching Lucas stumble backwards. "What? Finally admitting it?" He hit him again, his nose stinging with pain as blood flowed out of his nostrils.

"I didn't sleep with Peyton you son of a bitch!" Nathan screamed at him, watching as his brother spit out blood from his mouth. "Once again, YOU fucked up with her, and I was the only person she could turn to this time," Nathan continued, pointing hi finger into Lucas' chest, just below his neckline. "You fucked up Lucas, you did, not me, not her…just you." His finger dug harder after each word he said. "Do you even realize how stupid you are? Do you realize what you did? After all the shit you put her through the beginning of this year, after all the shit you put ME through by constantly flirting with her! Do you even realize how jealous of you I was? How many nights, I would stay awake, wondering how the fuck you saw her better than her own boyfriend!" He was pissed as hell, the fact Lucas had the nerve to bring her into the conversation. "After how much she fucking gave up to be with you…" he chuckled at the thought. "You made the biggest mistake of your life, pushing her away, and then letting her leave when she confronted you…once again, it's your mistake, and I'm the one who gained something…while you, you just lost the one thing that made sense in your life…" Lucas stood there, dumbfounded, his blood now drying on his shirt. "And once again, the one time you should be saying something, you have nothing to say…" he smirked at his brother and quickly turned around, getting into his car and driving away.

Nathan drove off, skidding his tires against the pavement as he blared down the street. If there was one thing Lucas wasn't going to do, it was blaming Peyton for what he did. If she let him get away with it, fine, but Nathan wouldn't. Someone needed to show him how much he had changed, and Brooke wouldn't show him that.

He pulled into Peyton's driveway and got out of his car. He jogged up the walkway and walked in, now knowing that she wouldn't answer if you knocked. It was one of the things he had picked up by hanging out with her lately. Walking up the stairs, he heard a familiar voice, actually three familiar voices. "Haley…" he thought to himself immediately.

It's impossible…

Peyton stopped what she was doing as she saw Nathan appear in the doorway. Haley quickly followed her gaze, knowing it was either Nathan or Lucas. "Nathan…" she gasped.

Or Very Possible…

"Oh how I love Tree Hill…" Brooke chuckled, staring back and forth between the two newlyweds. "Have fun, good luck, I'm out," she chirped before going past Nathan and heading down the stairs.