Malice in Wonderland
As soon as Peyton saw his face, she knew he was out for blood. She had seen Dan Scott mad before. At Nathan. At Deb. But never had she seen him like this. Murderous. He was going to kill Lucas. She had to do something.
"Leave him alone!" she screamed.
"Let him go!" she yelled.
He held onto Lucas' neck though. Refusing to let him breathe.
"He didn't try to kill you! He saved your life!"
And just like that Lucas was on the floor breathing heavily, but breathing nonetheless. She spilled the beans. Told Dan the one thing Lucas never wanted him to know.
"I'm sorry, Luke. I had to tell him."
She wanted him to understand why she had done it. In his eyes, she could see that he did. He knew she had saved his life. She was kind of proud of that.
"I pulled you out of that fire. But I should have left you there," Lucas grounded out.
He could have. He probably should have. But if he had, he wouldn't be Lucas Scott. He would be Dan.
"A bigger man would have," Dan said.
She had never met a more ungrateful man. One look at Lucas' face told her he was thinking the same thing. She remembers that day for two reasons. It was that day she vowed never to see that look on Lucas' face again. And it was the day that she realized she hated Dan Scott.