Chapter Eight: So Far Away
Lucas looked at Peyton, shocked written across his face.
"Your fiancee?" Lucas finally muttered.
"Lucas, would you please stop play dumb. I went to Savannah to go see Jake, and well I reconnected with him. So I asked him to marry me, and he said yes of course," Peyton said, a wide smile on her face.
"Yeah, um, hold on a second," Lucas said, stumbling out of her room.
He walked mindless down the hopsital corridor, not understanding what was wrong with her. He got to the waiting room, and looked like he had saw a ghost.
"Lucas, what's wrong," Brooke said, jumping from her chair.
Everyone else soon followed until he was surrounded by a worried Larry, and his friends.
"Peyt's awake, but something isn't quite right," Lucas said, staring right ahead.
"What do you mean, something isn't right?" Larry asked.
"She seems to think she is engaged to Jake," Lucas said.
"When did she Jake?" Haley asked.
"Okay, apparently I'm the only one she told," Brooke said, to herself, but outloud.
"You knew she went to see Jake?" Lucas said.
"Yeah," Brooke said, not quite catching on.
"Brooke, what the hell happened?" Lucas asked, shaking her lightly.
"Okay, hands down, good. Okay so she went to Savannah to see Jake, when you and your mom went to look at colleges. She came back like three days later, she looked as if she had been ran over by a train. She was a mess, I noticed, so I asked her about. She told me she went to go see Jake. I thought oh well that's a good thing. Well apparently, she like asked him to marry her or something, and he said yes, but later that night while they were asleep she called out for you," Brooke said, pointing at Lucas.
"So, why does she not remember anything but that?" Lucas asked.
"I don't know, but I'm sure as hell gonna find out," Larry said, walking toward the nurses station.
"Can I help you Mr. Sawyer?" one of the nurses asked.
"Yes, my daughter is awake, but seems to have like amnisea," Larry said.
"I'll have the doctor take a look at her," the nurse said, getting up, and going to the phone.
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A few minutes later, they saw the doctor go into her room.
"I hope it's nothing serious," Larry said.
"Or permaent," Lucas said.
"Yeah, that too," Larry said.
The doctor walked back out, and toward the group.
"I'm sorry to imform you, but Peyton seems to have short-term memory loss. It doesn't seem to be permanent. But she can't remember anything after an apparent trip to Savannah," the doctor said.
"Right," Larry said.
"So what, do we tell her about everything that's happen?" Lucas asked.
"No, diffently not, it appears that this isn't exactly an injury from the accident. She has apparently had some tramtic events in her life. This is her brain's way of slowing it down. If you tell her, what her brain is trying to take in slowly, you could risk her going back into a coma. Only this time it would more likely be permanent," the doctor said.
"So you expect us to pretend this is what's really happening?" Larry asked.
By this time, Lucas broke away from Larry and the doctor, with his friends beside him.
"So now I have to pretend to be okay with him touching her, and kissing her," Lucas said, as a single tear slid down his face.