God, sorry this took so long! But I was in New York City for the summer, which rocks by the way, and had no computer access. So, here it is! And please remember to press the tiny purple button! But I am going to leave the story with this chapter. Honestly, I have too much on my plate right now. School starts in a week, and going into A-Levels, there's going to be a hell – load of work to do! I hope you enjoyed the story, though. P.S. At the end, Peyton does NOT kill herself.

This is going to be a short last chapter. Sorry for that, but I really am busy preparing for school and all that stuff.

Chapter 5

The party was a success, according to most people. Lucas had never left Peyton alone, which finally began to soothe her coffin. Earlier in the night, she had bean to feel claustrophobic in her feelings for him. It was as if they were all that existed in her heart, and for a split second, she didn't want them there. It wasn't that she didn't love Lucas, because she did. It was just that she had never really been in a serious relationship before. With Nathan, it was sex, pure and simple. With Jake, there had been real feelings involved, but as Peyton realized now, nothing big. It was more like he was a brother to her. So she was a little afraid.

But when Lucas had not left her, she felt so comfortable, she knew that he meant it, and wanted to be with her. So she had once again albeit reluctantly, agreed to talk with him the next weekend.

Lucas knew that he had to take it slow. After all, she did just get out of the hospital. But he was just so anxious, he really loved her and wanted to be with her more than anything, but knew that she wasn't all ready. He needed to give her time.

So later than night, the two had disappeared to the bedroom. Lucas had seen her eyes, how the great grey clouds underneath them increased with every half hour. So finally, at about eleven PM, he ended the party. He and Payton had gone upstairs, and into her bedroom.

'Lucas, please could you stay tonight?' Peyton asked him, not wanting to be alone. She hadn't been alone since the incident, and was scared. Scared of herself. She went and got into bed.

'Sure, of course', he stated, not really knowing why she felt the need to ask. So he moved down the covers, gently lying on the bed next to her. He turned the light off, facing her. He was so content here, just watching the way the moonlight hit her golden curls, forming shadows on her face. He looked at the different shapes of the shadows, completely transfixed. He didn't even notice when Peyton fell fast asleep.

Peyton watched him looking at her for a few minutes. She didn't really know what he was looking at, and didn't care. He was here, that's all that mattered. She closed her eyes, looking for the empty space which usually occupied her dreams. But, for once, it was no where to be found. The empty space inside her had been filled, she was no longer apart. I love him……………was all she thought as she fell asleep, in her lovers' arms.

Two Years Later

'Peyton, honey, did you take your vitamins this morning?' Lucas Scott asked his expecting wife.

'Yes, of course I did!' She replied, staring at her husband. She did this every morning, just looking at him. She knew that they were young, sophomores in college, but they were in love.

They had been married straight out of high school, in a little, white church. The same church where Peyton's parents had married. Peyton remembered that day, how strange it felt to walk the same aisle as her mother. She had walked into the light, not looking back at the darkness which she used to find so comforting.

A month later, they had opened the acceptation letters simultaneously from the University of North Carolina, where they had both been for the past year and a half.

A year and a half later, she had come to him after class, wariness plagued in her brown eyes. She was late, two weeks past her monthly charge. They had walked into a white hospital, looking at bare walls as they strolled along to the gynaecologist who informed them that they were soon to be joined by a third Sawyer - Scott. It was then that Peyton officially knew. She knew that she had to let go of the past, to live her future to the full and eventually, when she was ready, commit herself to the cross and the purity and the light. When she died then, she would be happy.

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