Chapter 25

4 days later

Peyton's apartment

"Brooke, you okay? How is it?" Peyton said nervously as she knocked on the door of the bedroom. She knew that this was one of the most nerve-racking times. Every bride would be scared at this moment. Scared that something would be wrong. Brooke was trying on the wedding dress.

"Oh no." Brooke said quietly. "OH MY GOD!!" She screamed.

"Brooke?! What is it-" She said as she opened the door, but then immediately stopped. She looked at the dress.

"The dress. It doesn't fit." She said, in complete disbelief. "My wedding dress doesn't fit!!" She yelled as she turned to Peyton. Her bra on and the dress not even fitting around her bump, she sat on Peyton's bed.

"Okay, just calm down, honey." Peyton said.

"Calm down?! Peyton my wedding is in three days! Three days!! And my stupid wedding dress doesn't fit me!"

"Okay, um...We'll go back to the store, and make them fix the dress for the wedding."

"Let me change." She said as she quickly got a pair of shorts on.

Bridal Shop

"Hi, what is your name?" Brooke asks quickly with a hint of anger in her voice.

The lady looks up at Peyton and Brooke. "My name is Claire..Can I help you?'

"Yes you can-" Brooke yells at her but is interrupted by Peyton's voice.

"Uhh..Brooke..I..I think I should uh take if from her," Peyton says as Brooke looks at her.

"You seem uh..a little umm..angry." Peyton said, looking a little bit scared, not wanting to further anger a 3 1/2-month pregnant angry woman.

"Angry! I'm not angry!" Brooke yelled loudly, "I just want them to fix my damn dress!"

People immediately looked at Brooke and whispered to each other.

Brooke turned around, feeling a little bit embarrassed.

She inhaled and exhaled and then spoke to them. "Sorry." She turned to Claire. "I'm sorry..Claire. You see my dress doesn't fit and I'm pregnant and my wedding is in three days." She gulped. "So, I'm not doing so good." She gave out a nervous laugh.

"Nathan, I just don't think I can do this."

"Haley-"

"But I'm trying to stay in this for that little boy and girl." She said as her voice cracked and looked ou the window at her kids playing on their swings. She really didn't want to put them through this.

"But Haley you need to be what's most important to your kids, a good mother."

"But then I can't help i that you have feelings for someone else, can I?" She paused, her eyes watering up.

"I-..I tried.." She said her voice breaking once again. She tried to look at Nathan through her watery eyes.

"I tried to be good enough for you." She looked back at the window, at her children laughing and running and playing in their backyard.

"So this wouldn't happen." She said.

"Haley you are good enough!"

She looked up at him, a confused and angry look thrust upon her face. "What?" she said in disbelief. Her eyes filled with tears. "Well obviously not." Haley whispered.

Lucas sat against the wall, his cell phone clutched in his hand.

The contact "Peyton Sawyer" was on the screen, just waiting to be called. He wondered if he should because he didn't want it to be awkward at the wedding.

Peyton's probably hurting right now. He thought.

Contact "Peyton Sawyer" Deleted.