Brooke woke up the next morning and put some casual clothes on

Brooke woke up the next morning and put some casual clothes on. On her way to the kitchen, she walked passed the front door and noticed that there was a letter on the floor with her name on it.

'Someone must have pushed it under the door.' She spoke to the air while she opened the letter.

Dear Brooke

Now I know that you don't feel the same way, there's no reason for me to stay in Tree Hill. I decided to leave. I know that you still have questions for me, so I wrote these letter in hope that they will be answered. I know that a question you wanted to ask was if I did the good thing or not by leaving Tree Hill. I think I did the best thing, because there's no reason for me to stay. I got a job offered in LA and I accepted it last night after you ran away at the bridge. I also don't want to cause anymore trouble between you and Lucas. I want you to be happy and that's not gonna work when I'm there, because I can't be around you anymore. Not now I know you don't feel the same way. It's gonna be weird when I ever see you again. I thought you also asked why I did it at the time of your wedding. I simply said that the reason is that I love you.. I tried to say it to you the day before the wedding, but I couldn't. You know I'm not good with feelings. You also asked why I kissed you instead of just tell you. I couldn't get the words out of my mouth so I just had to show it. I don't want to hide anything from you, or Lucas, or Haley, or the world for that matter. So I thought that if I kissed you, everyone should know it and I wouldn't have to say it over and over again. If I know you good enough, and trust me I do, then I think you're last question would be, and I quote: "Will I ever see you again?" I think you will, as soon as I'm ready to go back to Tree Hill. I hope this letter is an answer to all of your questions. If you read this letter, I will be on my plane to LA. Just so you know and that you're not knocking on my door after you've read this.

Love

Peyton

Brooke read the letter over and over again. She also noticed that there were some darker spots on it. Probobly tears that fell on the paper. Brooke couldn't believe what she was reading.

'No.' She whispered, tears filled her eyes. She took her jacket, got in her car and drove to Peyton's house. She got out the car, ran to the front door and started knocking on it.

'C'mon Peyton, open the stupid door!' she yelled while still knocking. She took Peyton's spare key out of her purse. She always had a key of Peyton's house and Peyton had a key of Brooke's house. She wanted to put it in the lock, but her hands shiverd too much to actually get the key in the lock. 'Stupid key! Why do they make these things anyway!' Finally she managed to put the key in the lock and opened the door. 'Peyton! Peyton, I know you're here!' She yelled her longs out, but no-one answered. She ran to Peyton's room and pulled the closetdoor open. It was empty. Peyton meant what she wrote in the letter. She left Tree Hill. Brooke sat on Peyton's bed and cried. She looked through the room. 'I'm going after her!' she yelled. Brooke searched every drawer in Peyton's room and found a flyer of a hotel in LA. 'Aha.' She said. At that moment her cell phone rang. The name Lucas appeared on the screen. She opened her phone.

'Hi.' She replied.

'Hi, Brooke. Where are you?' Lucas asked. 'I haven't seen you since Peyton kissed you. Are you alright?'

'I'm fine. I just...' she paused for a moment. 'I need to take care of something. Bye.' She hung up the phone and drove back to her house. There she took a bag, threw enough clothes in it for a trip to LA and went back to the car.

'Damn, the bag!' she said when she was in the car. Brooke was in such a hurry she just forgot her bag. She ran back inside and went back to her car. With her bag this time.

Peyton was looking out of the window of the airplane. The light of 'Fasten your seatbelt' lit and Peyton put her seatbelt back on. The plane started to descent. Once they were on the floor she clapped, along with the others, for the captain of the plane. She got out and waited for her bag. Once she finally got it, the only thing she had to do was get a cab. She was lucky, 'cause she had the last cab that was available.

'Where to, miss?' the cabdriver asked.

'To Summer Plaza please.' Peyton said.

'Ah! Nice hotel.' The man had a weird accent, but Peyton didn't pay much attention to his accent. The driver noticed that Peyton wasn't fully their with her mind. 'What's on your mind?'

'What?' Peyton asked.

'I asked what was on your mind. You looked far away.' The driver repeited.

'Oh, nothing. It's just a broken heart.' She said without thinking.

'A broken heart can be painfull.' The driver said.

Peyton was glad when she finally got into her hotelroom. She saw she had a room with a twinbed. She threw her bag on the left side and she fell on the bed on the right side. She sighed.

She had fallen asleep but woke up when she heard the lock turn and saw the person she least expected.

'Brooke?' She said confused.

'Peyton.' Brooke said.

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