Hey guys, sorry about the delay, but I've been busy studying for exams.

So here is chapter 2.

Author's note: This one is a little boring. It's a conversation between Lucas and Brooke.

Chapter two: Letting go

It had been 3 weeks since the accident. Three weeks since Lucas had found out that his love was gone forever. Since Peyton's funeral, his life had stopped. The world had come to an end. For the past 3 weeks, everyone has been telling him to move on, to let go, but he just didn't listen to them. The only question that was going through his mind was, "How could I move on with my life knowing that my kids would grow up without a mother, and I would have to live without the love of my life?". The only thing that took his mind away of the pain was vodka or any other alcohol. He was drunk almost all of the time, ignoring completely ignoring his daughters and friends.

This Monday morning wasn't any different. He was passed out, on the kitchen table, when Brooke entered his house. In the moment she saw him, drunk to unconscious, she felt the tears that appeared in her eyes. Brooke sighed and approached Lucas. She looked to his face. Under his closed eyes, were formed bags, that indicated that Lucas was barely sleeping. Even now, she could see that even though he looked asleep, he wasn't getting any rest. Brooke woke him up gently and at the moment he began to stir, she whispered:

"Luke, you have got to stop!"

"Stop what, Brooke? My wife is dead because of me."

"Luke, we've been over this! Peyton's death is not your fault. Besides you still have Danielle and Elizabeth or have you forgotten about them!"

"No, Brooke, I still know my kids. And I still care about them. I still look after them."

"Like hell you do! Do you know that for the past 3 weeks, your daughters had been living with Haley and Nathan."

"Well, yeah, they sure are better of with them than with me! Who knows ,I can get them killed like their mother."

"Jesus, Lucas, stop it! I know you are grieving, but so are they! They need their father right now."

"They don't need me! Why would they need a father that couldn't even take care of their mother. I can't raise them without Peyton. Hell, I can't live without her. You don't understand, Brooke!"

"Really? You think I don't understand? Lucas, if you think, that you are the only one who misses Peyton, you are mistaken. Peyton was my best friend. I miss her very much, but do you see me drinking on a full time basis, forgetting that there is world outside my house."

"How am I supposed to live in a world without Peyton?"

"I am not saying it is going to be easy. It's just that you have to move on with your life. If it's not for your sake than do it for your kids' sake."

"Brooke, you woke me up to tell me that."

"If by waking you up you mean pulling you out from your alcohol unconsciousness than yeah. Luke, do you realize that for the last three weeks you've been avoiding everyone."

"Everyone? Brooke, my wife is dead! I have no one."

"Okay, that was it!" though Brooke and slapped Lucas on the back of his head.

"Lucas Eugene Scott! How dare you say you have no one? You have two beautiful girls, a brother, your best friend Haley and me. We are all here for you! But you are that blinded by grief and alcohol that you don't see it!"

"Brooke, leave me alone!"

"No, Lucas, I am not leaving you all by yourself! Not now!"

"Brooke, I said, LEAVE ME ALONE!" shouted Lucas, through tears. Lucas didn't mean to shout. He regretted it as soon as he did it.

"Brooke, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to shout."

Brooke looked at him like she didn't even know who that man was.

"Keep going that way, Lucas and you will have no one!" said Brooke, and left the house.

Lucas was sitting on the kitchen table thinking about what she said. He knew that Brooke was right! He knew that he was pushing all of the people away and that they were all there for him even though they missed Peyton too. And how did he repay them? By avoiding them and shouting at them. And his daughters…… he pushed them away too. Three weeks ago, after he was discharged from the hospital, Danielle broke Peyton's favorite vase, and just for that, Lucas yelled at her freaking her and Elizabeth as well. No, he couldn't continue to live like this. Things had to change.

Lucas got up from the chair for the first time since the accident, entered the bedroom went to the bed, lied in it and fell instantly asleep.

Brooke entered in that moment.

"Lucas, I forgot my keys, so that's why I …." Brooke stopped as soon as she saw the empty chair. "Lucas?"

When she entered the bedroom and saw him asleep there, she felt a smile forming on her face. She approached the bed and tucked him in. After that she whispered with a voice barely heard:

"That's it, Luke, everything is going to be okay."

So that was it! Again I am really sorry for the delay. I hope you liked it! See you next chapter.