Chapter Six: Nothing Left To Lose

Lucas entered Peyton's new room. They had moved her from Intensive Care, to a South Wing Floor. This was a good thing, it meant her life itself was out of danger. However, it had been almost a week since the accident, and Peyton hadn't made any improvements in brain function. This meant that she was offically in a coma. They were all scared that she wouldn't come out of it, and they knew that if she didn't come out of it soon it would be a persisent coma. This of course meant, that the damn doctors would try to get Larry to take her off of life support. Which we all knew was the only thing at this moment keeping her alive.

Lucas peered into the dark room, and made out Peyton's lifeless body, laying still in the hospital bed. He so wished it were him, he would gladly take her place. It killed him, to even walk into the room. To look at her, and know that there isn't a thing he can do for her. He walked over to the window, where the shades had been drawn, and opened them up. He knew that Peyton would love to look at the sunshine. He took his usual seat, next to her bed, where he grabbed her hand. He had been to see her everyday since the accident. He even skipped out of class early to spend extra time with her.

Lucas kissed the top of her hand gently, as he began his usual routine of begging his beautiful girl to just wake up from all this.

"Hey Peyt, it's me again. I really need you to wake up baby. I need to see those beautiful green eyes of yours. I gotta hear you tell me you love me, so you can hear that I love you. Please baby, for me. Please just show me your in there somewhere," Lucas said, as he was once again reduced to tears.

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After ten minutes of crying, pleading and begging, he heard a light tap at the door. He turned around to see Brooke standing in the shadows.

"Hey, can I have a few minutes with her?" Brooke asked.

"Yeah, of course," Lucas said, as he stood above her.

He turned back to Peyton, and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

"I'll be back a little later baby," he said, as he started to walk toward the door.

He turned back toward Brooke.

"She would be happy to know you stopped by to see her, she loves you Brooke," Lucas said, as he smile lightly and then disappeared behind the door.

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Brooke sat down, in the chair Lucas had just accompanied thinking about what he had said.

"Peyton, it's me B. Davis, your best friend. Honey we all just want you to wake up, pop in some of that dreary music of yours, and draw. That's what we want, and I know somewhere down inside that's what you want to. The doctors keep telling us, that you'll wake up when you decide to, but I got to thinking. I know scary concept, but what if you really was as miserable as you sometimes appeared to be. I mean what if you don't want to wake up, so I got this awesome idea. I know scarier concept, but I thought that if we come to see you then maybe you'll realize how loved you really are," Brooke said.

Just as she finished, she heard a small voice from right outside the door.

"Brooke," the voice called.

Brooke got up, and made her way to the door.

"Yeah," Brooke said.

"Luke said you were back here. Is it alright if I visit with her for a little bit?" Rachel asked.

"Yeah, sure," Brooke said, a little weirded out by Rachel's sudden involvement.

"Thanks, is there any change?" she asked as Brooke stepped out of the room.

"No, no change," Brooke said, as she made her way down the hall.

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Rachel, stood beside the bed, and looked down at Peyton. The sight of seeing Peyton like this made her sick to her stomach. She and Peyton had never been real good friends, but she did care about her. She saw that the bruises on her head where beginning to heal, and the stitches in her head, just below her eye would be coming out soon.

"Hey, Peyton, um, it's me Rachel. I just want to say that I want you to get better. I really loved how we were a lot a like. Your a really cool person to hang with, and I miss you, and I'm really sorry I'm so horrible at this. I just want you to get better soon," Rachel said, as she swiped at a few stray tears.

Brooke entered the room slowly.

"Hey Rach, can Haley and Nathan visit for a minute," Brooke asked.

"Um, yeah, can it wait like a few minutes though?" Rachel asked.

"I wish it could, they have an appointment with Haley's OB-GYN in a little bit, and wanted to visit with Peyton for a minute before the appointment," Brooke said.

"Yeah, okay," Rachel said, as she walked with Brooke toward the door.

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Nathan and Haley entered the room, hand and hand. Nathan helped Haley down to the seat, while he stood next to her, his hand on her shoulder.

"Hey buddy, I just wanted to drop by and say hey," Haley said, before tears over took her.

"Hey Sawyer, get better, life's no fun without you. You know you'll always have a special place in my heart. We thought we'd let you know that we know the sex of the baby, it's a boy. We're having a baby boy, how cool is that," Nathan said, before he too was overtaken by tears.

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Lucas returned to the hospital, he knew he only had thirty minutes before visiting hours where over, but he just had to see her. Had to talk to her again. He slipped back into her room, and took his seat beside her bed. He took her fragile hand in his, and slipped his fingers in between hers.

"Peyt, I need you, I need you so bad. I love you so much, and I can't be without you any longer just please wake up," Lucas said, as he laid his head down on the bed.

He laid there for what seemed an enerinty, when he actually felt like he was able to move. When he started to lift his head up, he saw her hand grab his.

"She moved," he screamed.

"She moved," he screamed again.