"Can I talk to you guys?"
Peyton and Brooke looked at each other, both not sure of what to say.
Brooke was still angry and hurt. He hated the guy who broke her heart, and now he was standing in front of her. But as she looked at his face and saw there an expression of uncertainty and distress, she couldn't help but feel sorry for him. She certainly has missed him, and she felt somehow responsible for his agony. The look on his handsome face reminded her of what he went through for the past few months. But it reminded her of the day that he broke up with her and saw Peyton behind her back. It also reminded her on what he did with that girl, Nikki. And those memories brought back the feeling of resentment she felt for him.
Like Brooke, Peyton had mixed feelings for the boy standing there, waiting for them to talk. She certainly felt kind of happy that he was back, but she tried to contain that feeling. She was afraid that Brooke might resent her for feeling that way, and she didn't want to lose her best friend all over again. After all, she had been best friends with Brooke for years, while she only knew Lucas for less than a year. Still, when she saw his striking eyes pleading, she couldn't help but notice that her heart has been beating faster than a few minutes before. She was feeling a little flushed. But she also saw guilt in his eyes, and that reminded her of what happened between him and Nikki. She couldn't help but feel a little disgusted. She hated him. After all, she had decided to wait for him, for the right time to be together, maybe after Brooke forgave them. She though that he understood what was their stand on the matter. But he didn't wait. He broke her heart.
Not sensing anything good, Lucas cleared his throat. "Did you… Did you guys get the letter?"
Peyton and Brooke shifted their gazes back to Lucas and did not answer.
I'm not getting anywhere, Lucas thought. "Look guys, I thought that maybe we can talk and," Lucas paused when he saw Brooke narrow her eyes on him. "And, you know, maybe clear some things up, but I guess you guys don't want to. So I guess I'll just see you around." He looked at them again and saw that Brooke's eyes were still narrowed. Peyton's eyes on the other hand, remained emotionless, not giving anything away.
Lucas started to turn when Brooke spoke up. "What do you want Lucas?" she asked warily.
Lucas glanced back at them. "Just… I want to talk."
"Why?" Brooke asked.
"I want to explain what I did, but maybe there is no explanation. I just want to talk with you guys and maybe try to, well, mend things." Lucas answered hopefully.
Silence.
Lucas grew anxious every second. He wanted to end this situation as soon as possible. They need to talk, now. He started to open his mouth again to speak; then one of the girls spoke up.
This time, it was Peyton.
"We have nothing to talk about." She said, looking at him in the eyes.
And with that, Peyton stood up and left the table, and she brushed pass Lucas as if he didn't exist at all. Brooke followed her best friend, not forgetting to give Lucas a final loathing look.
Lucas sighed. His heart skipped a beat when Peyton spoke, but what he saw in her eyes made his heart stop.
Hatred.
"So much for talking," he muttered under his breath, following the girls with his eyes.