A/N-Here is the next chapter which will be in two parts…here is part one.

Chapter Twenty-One: What I'm feeling? Part One

Peyton walks downstairs and sees her wife cooking. Brooke turns around and smiles softly at her.

"Brianna didn't answer did she?" Brooke asks as she shuts off the stove.

"No she didn't. Brooke, I'm really worried about her. It's been 3 days."

Brooke walks over to Peyton and encircles her arms around her wife.

"I know you are and so am I. This week sucks for her. I have no idea what she is going through. I never lost my mother or brother, but you have.

Peyton sighs.

"Brooke, I don't like talking about all of that."

"I know you don't babe, but maybe if you open up our daughter would do the same."

Peyton turns in Brooke's arms and smiles.

"Daughter huh?"

"Of course."

Peyton kisses Brooke and Brooke smiles happily.

"Take her to Tric."

Peyton raises an eyebrow.

"You want me to take a 15 year old girl to a club?"

Brooke laughs and Peyton's dry humor.

"Not funny P. You and I both know that Tric is closed during the day and that you go there when you can't come to me."

Peyton nods her head and stands up.

"We may be gone awhile."

"I understand completely."

Brianna is sitting outside on her window ledge with her lap top on her lap.

Have anyone of you had a feeling that your lost loved ones are with you? If not its okay. I mean I never used to, not until I lost my entire family.

There are moments when I would do something that one of them liked to do and for a moment it was as if they were there with me. It's kind of surreal.

My dark week sucks. It's been 3 days so far and I feel completely and utterly alone. I haven't talked to my girl in 3 days, but she has left messages and I thank you for that babe because I know you will be reading this later. You made my dark week a little less dark.

Sorry that this update's a little dark.

It's my dark week

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Brianna turns around when she hears someone approaching her window. Peyton who had walked in a little bit ago approached her carefully.

"I want to show you something."

"Kind of busy."

Peyton grabs Brianna's computer and shuts it off.

"No you're not so let's go."

Brianna sighs and makes her way into her bedroom and follows Peyton out the door.

The ride to Tric was quiet while Peyton and Brianna were left in their thoughts. Not only was this week bad for Brianna, but the time had come up on her. Brianna has never stayed this long with a family so her fears have been getting the best of her. She's scared, but she won't admit it.

Peyton parks the Comet and Brianna slowly gets out of the car and follows Peyton into Tric. Peyton stops Brianna behind a sliding door.

"What are you doing?" Brianna asks.

"This is my safe haven. I go here all the time, but no matter what I am always here during the anniversary of my mother's death."

Peyton opens the door and Brianna steps through it and is amazed at what she sees. The walls were painted red and along the walls there were records…a lot of records. At the far end of the room there was a couch and a record player on the table.

"What do you think?" Peyton asks.

"Definitely old school, but it's cool."

Brianna sits down on the couch and Peyton puts a Cure album on the record player.

"This is a hard week for you isn't it? Peyton says as she sits next to her foster daughter.

"You wouldn't know anything about it!"

"This week isn't just hard for you ya know. We have a lot more in common than you may want to believe. I lost two moms and a brother. And on this date 8 years ago I lost my biological mother."

Brianna stays silent mostly because she doesn't have any idea on what to say. In her mind she knew that Peyton was right. They were like 2 peas in a pod, which made it even worse if she had to leave.

"Brianna, I didn't bring you here to talk. I just thought that maybe if I started talking that you would open up more on your life. So I'm going to start talking feel free to jump in whenever you want."

Skye knocks on the Sawyers door and Brooke opens it up.

"Skyler, what are you doing here?"

Skye shrugs her shoulders.

"Come inside," Brooke says with a smile.

The two girls settle on the couch and Brooke looks at Skye.

"Sweetie, are you going to tell me what's wrong?"

Skye takes a deep breath to prepare for what she is about to ask.

"How'd you know?"

Brooke raises her eyebrow and leans further back into the couch.

"How'd I know what exactly?"

"How did you know that Peyton was the one for you?"

"The moment Peyton said I love you."

Skye smiles and looks around.

"Skye what is this all about?"

"I love her. I've never felt this way Brooke. When I'm away from her my heart aches and when I see her, my heart beats so fast that it could explode. When she looks at me I know she feels the same I don't know if that's what you feel when you find the one, but I think I have. Brianna Evans is my soul-mate."

"I was adopted by Larry and Anna Sawyer of course I didn't know that until I was 17. When I was 8 my mom was late picking me up from school and she ran a red light. I never saw her again. Brooke was always there for me. She's my best friend and my dad was grieving so she came t my house everyday and I cried while she hugged me," Peyton takes a breather and continues shortly after. "When I was 17 I met my birth mother Ellie Harp. She was in remission when came to see me, but it came back. She died of breast cancer a few months later."

Brianna gets up from the couch and walks over to Peyton's albums and starts to sift through them.

"I lost my brother last year. He was a Marine and he died saving people's lives."

Brianna turns to Peyton with tears in her eyes.

"We are a lot alike. I hate it. I hate that I don't have a brother who I can pick on like kids at school. I hate the fact that Skye gets to become and aunt and I don't. I hate that I lost the people who I called my parents and I hate how they just LEFT me!"

"Bri, it's okay to hate them. I know that it's been 3 years for you, but I have a feeling that you never really settled what you're feeling."

Brianna wipes her tears and sniffles.

"I miss them every day. I was never really close with my mother, but I always ask myself what if. What if I was with them that day? Or what if they lived through it? Sometimes I wish it was me instead of them," Brianna says as tears fall down on her face.

Peyton brings Brianna into a hug and lets her cry on her shoulder…