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Chapter Ten: No Answers

It was 2 AM when Sam woke up again. She had a horrible feeling in her stomach. She ran to the bathroom, lifted up the toilet seat and retched inside. She knew it was stupid to go off and get drunk, but could anyone blame her. She had just lost her mom and only one other person really knew what it felt like, Peyton. That was probably the only logical reason why Sam had called Peyton. At the moment she wished she would have just gone to her room and stayed there because this feeling sucked.

-WLOM-

It was 2 AM when Brooke walked out of her bedroom to grab some water from the fridge. Julian had been up all night talking with Sara's sister Kadyn about funeral arrangements and other things. Julian had also booked 4 seats to Los Angeles for the day after tomorrow, one for him, Sam and Brooke and one other one for Peyton, he figured Peyton would want to go.

Brooke knew the moment that Sam had received that phone call her world had changed. Instead of just being the step-mother to Sam, she was in a sense, going to be the only motherly figure that Sam had left in life. She honestly didn't know how to feel about that, but there really wasn't anything she could do at this point.

Dumping the rest of the water in the sink, Brooke made her way back to her bedroom, but stopped when she heard noises in the bathroom. Automatically she knew it was Sam. Gently she opened the door and found Sam resting her head back against the tub. Sam's eyes were drooping closed and her skin was pale white. Brooke knew from personal experience that Sam was now feeling the consequences of drunkenness.

Brooke walked inside and closed the door. She wasn't going to say anything to Sam at this point because she knew that no amount of words were going to make Sam feel better at this point, but she figured just being there would be enough for her and apparently it was because Sam moved her head to lay on Brooke's shoulder and instinctively Brooke's arm moved around Sam's back gently bringing her closer. Brooke rested her cheek against Sam's head and closed her eyes.

-WLOM-

Sam opens her eyes and lifts her head from Brooke's shoulders. Brooke was already awake by the time Sam lifts her head up so Sam felt kind of stupid, but Brooke doesn't think anything of it.

"How do you feel?" Brooke asks.

"Like a giant elephant is sitting on my head."

Brooke nods her head in understanding.

"Yep, that would do it, but I think you should go face the music with your father."

Sam groans and lies down on the floor.

"Is dad angry with me?"

"More worried than anything, but he has a right to be angry don't you think?"

"I know I was stupid."

"I'll give you a few minutes," Brooke says as she stands up and exits the bathroom. "Don't be too long."

Sam stands up and looks at herself in the mirror. She didn't look like herself and she didn't like that one bit. Undressing quickly, Sam turns on the shower and hops in letting the warm water run down her body.

-WLOM-

"You didn't come back to bed last night," Julian mentions as Brooke enters the kitchen. Julian had started the coffee so Brooke sat down on the stool and rested her head in her hand.

"I know. I spent the better part of the night with Sam in the bathroom, a job that you should have done."

"I've never had to do that before Brooke. Sam doesn't drink."

"But she did Julian and you should have been there not me. You might not have done that before, but now you're going to have to start. Sam doesn't have Sara anymore Julian. All she has is her father. Now start being that guy."

Julian nods his head and pours two cups of coffee. Sam slowly enters the kitchen and Julian just stares at her.

"You're grounded," Julian states firmly.

"Whatever," Sam mumbles. "My head hurts."

"Don't drink it wouldn't hurt so much," Julian says with a smirk. "The next time you drink you better be of legal age to do so or you will have hell to pay."

"I'm sorry."

"Honey, I know you're hurting, but you can't be destructive, it will only make it worse."

Sam bites the bottom of her lip.

"When's the funeral, daddy?"

"The day after tomorrow, I have flights to LA booked for tomorrow so we leave in the morning."

The front door opens with a knock and Peyton steps through with a small smile.

"Morning," Peyton yells on purpose. Sam groans and rests her head on the table.

"Peyton, what are you doing here?" Brooke asks with a smile as she rubs Sam's back.

"I just came here for Sam if that's alright with you two. I figured Sam and I could talk for awhile."

Julian nods his head along with Brooke.

"Alright Sammy, show me to your room."

Sam eventually gets up from her place by the counter and walks into her room with Peyton trailing behind her.

"What do you think they are going to talk about?" Julian asks Brooke.

"Peyton has the most experience losing mothers. It's another thing that Sam has in common with her."

-WLOM-

"Why did she have to die Peyton?" Sam asks as soon as they enter her room.

Peyton closes the door and goes to Sam's bed and lies down, Sam doing the same.

"I've asked myself that question more than once in my life Sam and I still haven't received an answer."

"It doesn't get any better does it?"

"What are you talking about?"

"The pain in your heart, it never really goes away."

"No, it doesn't, but the pain goes away less and less each day. You'll never forget your mother Sam, but you have to embrace the life that you have left and be the woman that your mom would have wanted you to be. It's important that you do that. Continue to live for her. That's what she would want you to do."