Author's Note- I want to thank anyone who has started to read this story, and I want to apologize for this update because I wrote it kind of late at night, so I don't know how great it is. Again, thanks for the comments. I'd love to hear any criticism, good or bad, that you guys have for the story, so feel free to leave some.

Love, Katie.


Similar to earlier that day, Peyton's tears caught up with her right after losing Lucas' sight. She could barely hear him, but she knew he was chasing after her. Lucas wasn't the type to leave her alone, unless she specifically asked to be alone. She knew he cared; in fact, he cared for her more than anyone else she could think of, but today, she wasn't looking for his consideration.

She was only looking for one thing, and that was his heart.

Although she was still on crutches, she managed to keep a fast pace, but Lucas was still able to catch up to her. She didn't want him to see her breaking down like this again, so she tried to ignore him, but he persisted on.

"Peyton, listen to me. Just please, hear me out for one minute," he insisted.

"Lucas, honestly, what could you tell me that would make this better?" Peyton's voice shook with fear, anger, and misery. "I told you I loved you, and we made it into a joke. You have a girlfriend, and you say you love me, so how am I supposed to take that? But, oh wait, I don't even have to consider it for one moment because you follow up with, 'But I'm completely in love with her'? What IS that, Luke? Make up your freaking mind, and get back to me when you're out of denial."

And with that, she hobbled off leaving Lucas in astonishment.


Lying on her bed in an empty apartment, Brooke thought to herself about her own relationship with Lucas. Just a few days ago, she would have told you it was a match made in Heaven, but now she was reconsidering all of it.

She heard a knock on the apartment door, and with a sense of rage, she got up to open it. She was completely furious at Peyton for leaving her earlier with no explanation at all. Her "best friend" just left her stranded, while sobbing, in an empty apartment, and Brooke had no idea why.

However, when she opened the door, her smile grew wider with the pleasure of seeing her boyfriend standing there. Even though she still doubted their relationship, she was feeling a lot better thinking she wouldn't be getting into a huge argument.

"Hey, boyfriend! Come on in!" She said in her cheery voice, looking up at him, greeting him with a kiss.

She can't even look into my eyes and feel this distress. Peyton can sense my misery from miles away, yet with standing two feet from the girl I love, she can't sense anything at all? Yet still, even with these thoughts, Lucas continued to offer Brooke more and more chances. Nevertheless, he was beginning to grow sick of it.

"Brooke, let's talk." He walked over to the couch and tried to appear comfortable, but still was quivering inside. He was beginning to realize where all his denial was taking him.

"Okay?" She questioned inside why he was being so serious, and suddenly her mood changed. Though she wasn't able to decipher his actions, she was able to at least read somewhat into his tone of voice.

"You know how I feel about you, Brooke, as I know how you feel about me. But I just don't know anymore."

"How could you just 'not know,' Lucas?" She was becoming frustrated because it hadn't even been 24 hours since he last told her he loved her.

"It's becoming complicated. Remember last year, Brooke?"

"I try not to," she said, turning her head away so she wouldn't have to catch his eye.

"See, the thing is that I don't want to do that to you again. You've become a part of me, Brooke; a part that I'll always remember, but…"

"But what, Luke?" Brooke quickly remarked, "Peyton? Is this about Peyton?"

With a simple nod of the head, Brooke knew her fantasy was falling apart. The boy she loved was slowly drifting from her and back to whom he had begun with.

She was feeling the same anger and resentment that she had felt when Peyton dashed out on her, but she knew it wasn't over just yet. She might still have one last chance to save her relationship with Lucas, but it would require a high risk that she didn't know yet if she was willing to take.


The blonde lay down on her bed relieved of the day's end. It was one in the morning, and she was ready to relax, turn up her records, and pull out her drawing pad.

However, right as she was placing her record on the player, the music was disrupted by her answering machine, however, this time, it picked up Lucas' voice.

"Peyton, I know you're there. I just wanted to let you know I ended it tonight…with Brooke, I mean. I'm sure you won't even hear this message until later because you most likely have your music cranked up as loud as possible, but I needed to tell you. I was thinking about stopping by, but I guess it's probably not a great idea looking at the time. So, I'll be seeing you Peyton."