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I'd just like to thank all the people that reviewed. I'm contemplating whether or not I should continue this story. From the lack of reviews I'm kind of like..eh... I guess we'll see what happens after this chapter, But anways...

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Hand in hand, the two walked down the motels hall. They stopped at room number 756. Brooke hung her head,

"Can.. you come by tomorrow? I'd really like to show you something." Lucas said.
She looked up, back at him.

"Ummm... Ok." She nodded her head with a smile.

"Ok, goodnight."

"Goodnight." Brooke watched him walk down the hall before she entered her room. She closed the door and leaned against it. What a wonderful night it was. Her thoughts were interuptted by the motel phone ringing.

"Hello?"

"Hey!"

"Heyy, Who is this?"

"It's Ryan, Who were you expecting?"

"Oh, No...no one."

"So how are you holding up?"

"Fine."

"... What did you do today?"

"Uh... I met up with an old friend, and went to the faire."

"Sounds fun, who's the friend?"

"Huh?"

"Whats your friends name? Have I met her?"

"Oh, her names... Luc...Lucille."

"Hm, I'll have to met her next time we're in town."

"Yeah, sure..."

"Ok, Well.. I have to go, I'll call you tomorrow?"

"Yeah, sure."

"Brooke, I love you."
Brooke choked on her words.

"Me too."

She hung up the phone before Ryan could say anything.

Why did I have trouble saying three simple words? I say them all the time when I'm with him! Why is it so hard? He's my fiance!

Brooke rubbed her eyes, they ached. She seemed to have forgotten to blink. Kind of like how she forgot about her engagement that moment she kissed Lucas.
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The drive to Lucas' made Brooke question herself about what she was doing, and what she was about to do. There was a part of her that longed for Lucas, the part that wanted them to spend the rest of their lives together. Her heart. But something else was nagging her, telling her that it was wrong, what she was doing was wrong. She had a wonderful fiance at home. Brooke zoned out as she thought about that summer they had spent together, and that one fateful night that tore them apart.

"I'm gonna go."

"No, I dont want you to go."

"I got to think about some stuff."

"What do you gotta think about, huh? Come here! Talk to me. Talk to me!"

"About what! You want-- You're going away! You're leaving. And I'm staying here. And I'm so happy that you're doing that. But you're gonna have a million things to do."

"Noo..." She barely whispered.

"You got so much ahead of you."

"Don't talk like that!"

"Its true! I'm not going to have nice things, fancy things. It doesnt-- It's never going to happen for me. Its not in the cards for me."

"I don't have to go to school, ok?"

"Yes, you do!" Lucas' voice was beginning to rise.

"I can stay here!"

"NO! Do you see, thats exactly what I'm talking about."

"Then you can come with me."

"To New York?"

"Yes!"

"What am I going to do in New York?"

"Be with me?"

"Yeah... I dont know, we dont have to figure all this out tonight. We'll finish out the summer and we'll see what happens."

"Are you breaking up with me?" Brookes eyes began to water.

"I don't see how its going to work..."

Brookes eyes began to water once again, as she placed her car in park on the dirt driveway. It seemed like Lucas had not noticed her car coming. She shook her head, trying to clear the sad memories from her head. But her heart was now filled with a tiny bit of anger. What hadn't he come with her? She opened her car door and walked towards the wooden barn.

"Lucas? Lucccas?"
Brooke removed her sunglasses, as she traced the rim of a wooden chair with her fingers.

"Theres a big ole' barn out there I could turn that into my work shop."

"What about me? Don't I get any say in this?"

"Did you want a say in this?"

"Yesss! I want a white house, with blue shutters. And a big porch that wraps around the whole entire house..."

A small smile came to her face, as anger was replaced with happiness. He had did everything she wanted. Even though there was a huge chance that she wouldn't be coming back. He did it anyways, for her.

"Hey."
His deep voice gave her goosebumps as she turned around.

"The rains coming in, are you ready to go?"

She nodded her head, "Y-Yeah."
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As they trudged through the fields, they walked close together, their bare arms occasionally brushing up against each other. Brookes cheeks burned red, as she took Lucas' hand in her own. His warmth made her insides jump. They finally reached the dock, as he helped her into the small boat. He joined her in seconds, as he started paddling.

"Where are we going, Luke?"

"You'll see." He said with a smile.
Brooke enjoyed the time she spend with Lucas. She admired how strong he was, as he rowed the boat. His muscles flexed through the thin fabric of his shirt. In minutes they were surrounded by trees, as they came to a hault.

"Brooke, about last night I didnt mean--"

"Lucas, its ok. Really, its fine."

"I just didn't want it to be awkward between us."

"If it was awkward, would I be here right now?" She raised one of her eyesbrows.

"I guess not." He mumbled to herself.
A slight quacking caught their attention, as a flock of ducks began floating towards them. Their feathers were pure white, as the beaks were orange.

"Would you like to feed them?" He handed her a brown paper bag, as she opened it up. It contained bread pieces, he had planned this! A smile came to her face as she tried to hide it, she threw bread pieces into the water, as the geese rushed towards it. She favored the littler ones, she'd place the crumbs farther away from the bigger birds, to give a chance to the young ones. The distant sound of thunder caught Lucas' attention. He gave out a deep sigh,

"We gotta go." Lucas explained.
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His rowing pace was twice as fast as before, his muscles seemed to rip through his shirt. He came to a slow stop as he looked towards the sky, his breath was visible before him. He began again, as the rain finally began to pour. It beat down on them, Lucas cursed under his breath, Brooke probably hated him right now, for having her caught in the rain. Brooke could see him contemplating something, probably about her. But she loved the rain, and the way it felt as it poured down on her. She lifted her face up, as raindrops hit her forehead. She shook her head, her hair now wet, as she looked back over at Lucas. He seemed to have loosened up, since she didn't seemed too down about being caught in the rain. She smiled at him through the rain, he gave a small smile back.

They reached the dock once again, as she climbed on top. Lucas pulled the boat onto the shore, Brooke began to rapidly walk over to the house. She stopped dead in her tracks, there was something she needed to get off of her chest. She turned around to look at Lucas, and began walking back towards him.

"Why did you write me? Why!" She shouted through the noisy rain, "I waited for you for seven years! And now its too late!"
He took a few steps toward her.

"I wrote you 365 letters. I wrote you everyday for a year!"

"You wrote me? You wrote--"

"Yes! It wasn't over! It still isn't over!"
Lucas crashed his lips into hers, as Brooke gave up all thought. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer, as he picked her up.
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