Crash
Author- Emily-Grace Mendes (Brookebynature)
Disclaimer- I don't own any of the characters apart from Madison...blah...blah..
A/N Firstly- Thank you to all of you amazing reviewers, I'm glad you like this story, because I wasn't too sure about it at first. I really should mention brucasfanatic for your super-long and descriptive reviews. And also, CutieRay my new reader- best fic ever huh? Wow, thank you lol. A huge thank you to everyone else too. Your reviews make the story worthwhile and inspire me to write more.
Secondly- I figured some people are slightly confused by how everyone knows each other. The main part of the story will be the end, where you find out how everyone fits together. Brooke and Lucas are married. Haley and Nathan were a couple. Peyton and Jake were a couple (but the whole Nicki/Jenny thing is the same as it was in the show)
They aren't all friends, but later on, you'll find out how they all meet. Just like Nathan and Lucas met last chapter.
Finally- Keep reviewing please! Thank you once again.
Emily-Grace xxx
Crash
"One event makes another. What we anticipate seldom occurs; what we least expected generally happens; and time can only prove which is most for our advantage."
Lucas ran towards the ambulance, leaving Nathan just standing at the BMW, not knowing whether to follow him, or to stay by the car. Lucas didn't look back, so Nathan stayed at the car, interlocking his gloved fingers with one another.
"Madison!" Lucas yelled, running up the road, his heart beat drumming in his ears. What had happened? Was it Brooke that had been in the accident? Was she dead?
"Sir you can not go past this point" the police officer told him, signalling the tape and the ambulances behind him.
"That's my daughter" he said breathlessly, pointing to the ambulance which Madison was being lifted into.
"Daddy!" she screamed, almost unable to breath from the tears and lack of air getting into her lungs.
"Come here baby" he said softly, hugging her close to his chest and kissing her hair like he used to do when she was a baby.
"Mommy wouldn't wake up" she cried into his chest, despite Lucas' attempts to try and calm her. He climbed into the ambulance, with Madison clinging tightly to him. "We were singing Christmas songs and then she said her tummy hurt."
Lucas looked up at Haley who was feeling very out of place, sat across from him and Madison in the speeding ambulance.
"But she said she was o.k daddy. I checked"
"Shh baby" he whispered, having no idea really what had happened. He didn't care as long as Brooke was o.k. Madison's crying subsided slightly, giving her enough air to talk properly.
"That's Haley" she sniffed, pointing to the brunette who sat across from them. She gave a small smile and a slight wave to which Lucas responded with a nod.
"Lucas"
"Your daughter ran to my car. I just got the paramedics."
"Thanks" Lucas mumbled, not paying much attention to what Haley was saying. The team of paramedics were swarming around Brooke, so that Lucas could hardly see her, although he tried to keep Madison focused away from Brooke's deathly-pale face and pained expression.
"Has anyone found out about relatives of hers to inform?" the officer asked over the radio, trying to find out more information about Peyton.
"We have record of Larry Sawyer, father of the victim" came the reply, to which the officers gave a silent nod.
"Any other relatives?" the officer radioed back.
"No others on record. Is the traffic moving"
"Okay thanks." the officer replied "We're about to start directing traffic one way."
"Over and out"
Nathan stood by the car, and noticed that the keys were still in the ignition, prompting him to sit in the drivers seat as he noticed the traffic was staring to move very slowly. Remembering that it wouldn't work, Nathan stepped out again, cursing as he felt the cold air rush at him once more. 'New radiator' he mumbled to himself, knowing that the only way to move the car from the middle of the road was to push it. After asking a few people around him for some help, Nathan managed to move Lucas's car to the edge of the road, allowing the others cars to pass by without any obstruction. He sat down on the front of the car, silently watching the other cars slowly inch past him, observing the either angry or relieved looks on the occupant's faces. He wondered why it was, that some people were constantly angry, himself included. Here they were, held up because of a major accident, a death, somebody that was loved would never again be present on this earth and people were angry. Nathan shook his head slightly, sighing internally. He had been angry too. And he had no right to be.
"Daddy who's that?" Jenny asked, pointing to the small picture of a curly-haired woman standing in front of a mirror.
"That's Peyton" Jake whispered to his daughter, his voice getting caught in his throat, just like it always did when he talked about her.
"How come we have a picture of her, and I've never met her?"
"You have met her baby. You too spent lots of time together when you were a baby"
"But why don't I see her now? I'm big now, I'm nearly eight."
"Jenny you just turned seven last month. That's not nearly eight" Jake laughed. But then we he thought about it, it hardly seemed any time since Jenny was a baby, and now here they were, seven years later. He was succeeding as a father. Just as Peyton said he would.
"Did I like her?" Jenny asked after a few minutes of silence.
"You loved her a lot. So did I"
"Was she like my Mommy?"
"She was nothing like your Mommy" Jake said quickly "She was good for you, and she would have been a good Mom."
Jenny nodded and looked back at the picture.
"Did you love her?"
Jake nodded and smiled at his daughter. He loved how caring and gentle she was, yet at the same time, not afraid to ask for the truth. "I loved her a lot" he replied
"I'd like to see her again daddy. So that I can remember this time."
"So would I baby." He trailed off "So would I…"
"Jagelski, there are patients coming in here in about half a minute. Would you actually mind focusing on what you're here to do?" the head doctor bellowed, snapping Jake out of his memory.
"Sorry" he muttered, and continued to place medical supplies on the shelf, thinking about Jenny back at home as he did so.
"She's still breathing" the paramedics announced, as they continued to crowd around Brooke who was lying peacefully and motionless in the bed of the ambulance.
"How much longer to the hospital?" Lucas asked, rubbing the back of his neck with the hand that wasn't holding Madison to him.
"Five minutes tops" one of the team shouted from somewhere near Brooke, although Lucas couldn't tell where.
"Why won't Mommy wake up?" Madison asked, the tears continually falling down her cheek.
"She just did" the paramedic replied, as Brooke attempted to sit up, clutching her stomach in pain.
"Maddie baby" she croaked as her eyes focused on the small girl across the ambulance. "Lucas?"
'No one ever really dies' that's the saying isn't it? That people's spirit lives on, that their presence is still felt. But it's not the same. It's not like having the person that you miss so much, there with you, every step of the way. They're not there to catch you when you fall, cheer you up with a smile or a laugh. You have the memories of that person to hold on to, but sometimes, when you try to do that, you realise there aren't any memories there. It's just a blur, because you never really lived. You just existed. That's not what life is about. You have to experience things, otherwise, what's the point?
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