Ok let me first apologize for taking more than 2 months to update any of my stories. The past couple of months have been a bit rough. I haven't really had any good ideas to update this story or Perfect Situation. But I'm back now with more ideas and a new game plan. I actually already had this chapter written but come time to post it I changed my mind and rewrote it. It's sort of a filler chapter just trying to get it where I need it to be for the next chapter. I will most definetly have it posted within the next 24 hours. I hope you like it and you're not to mad about it taking so long. HERE IT IS

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Chapter 10 – One Random Tragedy

There he was standing in my doorway and I was completely freaking out. I wasn't exactly sure what was going to happen or what he would say. All I could do was pray he wasn't going to say he couldn't do this anymore. What ever "this" is. He was the closest thing to normal I had right now and I needed him in my life.

He finally walked into my room after standing in my doorway just watching me for a minute. "Hey Peyt." He said quietly. Not a whole lot of emotion was written on his face. Just blank stares. I was trying my best to read him, to see if I could tell what he had to say, but I saw nothing.

"Hey Luke... What's up?" I asked as cheerfully as I could.

He sat there silently for a few moments before even looking my way. I re-adjusted myself on the bed so I was sitting up. "Luke?"

He turned his head to look at me and I read his expression clearly. This was it.

"Peyton... I'm really sorry, but..." He started as he looked at me intently. "I'm not sure I can do this anymore. I'm not getting anywhere with this whole situation and it's killing me."

Those were not the words I wanted to hear. It's the same thing I did with Nathan. I don't know how I could have thought that Lucas could handle all of my issues. I can't even deal with all of my issues.

"What are you saying?" I asked shakily, fearful of what he was going to say.

"Peyton you know what I'm trying to say... Please don't make me say it"

"Then don't say it... Don't do this the day before we leave... I'd rather not go to Hawaii with us being like this." I cried. I didn't know what else to do. I didn't want to lose him, but there was no way I could keep him either, not with how things are going.

"I'm so sorry Pey." I hung my head low and let the tears freely flow. The one thing I didn't want to happen... did.

He took his hand and lifted my chin so i was facing him. "Hey..." He whispered "Look at me"

I lifted my eyes to meet his heart-melting baby blue eyes. "I really am sorry. This was the last thing I wanted to happen, but there's only so much one guy can handle." He stood up and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead before walking out.

Ok so now I have to go on a trip to Hawaii with the guy that just shattered my heart, along with my ex-boyfriend, Brooke and Jake and Haley and Chris. This is going to be one hell of a trip. More like one miserable trip, but what can I do? I'm the reason it's going to be fucked up.

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THE NEXT DAY

"GET UP GOLDILOCKS IT'S TIME TO LEAVE... WE HAVE TO BE AT THE AIRPORT IN 20 MINUTES!" I woke up to the yelling of the one and only Brooke Davis.

"GO AWAY BROOKE... I'M NOT GOING" I yelled as I covered my head with my pillow.

"OH yes you are! Whether you want to or not you ARE... GOING!" She through the covers off of me and preceded to dump a nice cold glass of water on me... isn't she just plain sweet?

"FINE! I'm not packed though so you better get to work" That was the last I saw of her until it was time to go.

"You ready?" Brooke asked as she ran up to me breathlessly carrying two suitcases.

"Brooke... We're only going for a week... Why do you have two suitcases?"

"Well Goldilocks it's pretty simple. You have three outfits for everyday, a pair of shoes for most outfits, accessories, hygeine stuff..."

"Brooke... Three outfits and shoes to match. You know who you were packing for right?"

"You're right... maybe I need more"

"Lets just go before we're late. More late should i say."

We walked outside and headed to the car. We threw the bags in a floored it to the airport. It was now 11:00 and the plane leaves at 11:45... Check in is an hour early. I'm not sure if its a good thing or a bad thing that we're so late. Good thing... I don't have to see Lucas. Bad thing... I don't get to see Lucas. It sounds like a lose, lose situation to me.

We pulled up to the airport at 11:20. We grabbed our bags and flew inside to be met by everyone.

"Where the hell were you? The plane is about to board?"

"No time for chit chat Hales... We have to get these bags checked in" I said walking quickly past her towards the counter.

"What's wrong with her?" Haley asks as they all look at each other.

Lucas knew exactly what was wrong, but wasn't exactly about to tell everyone. That was his and Peyton's business... Not his, Peyton's, and everyone else.

Brooke and I left the counter just as the plane was boarding.

We boarded the plane and began to find our seats. Mine was 14D.

I walked down the isle and searched for my seat. I came upon it and saw someone with there head down on the flip up table. I cleared my throat to get their attention. When they looked up I froze and didn't know what to do. I was staring into those ungodly beautiful blue eyes yet again.

How did I manage to do this. I book my ticket on-line and just pick a random seat, and low and behold who is it... none other than Lucas Scott. My life is one random tragedy just waiting to happen.

He stood up long enough for me to get in my seat before sitting back down and placing his head back on the table.

Now if this wasn't going to be an awkward trip I don't know what is.