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She comes apart in the avalanche
Fades out like a dance
Crawls back into bed
When it's over
When it's over
When it's over
And it's over
Peyton walked down the stairs hoping last night was all a dream. Jake hadn't called. He wasn't coming back to Tree Hill. And he wasn't expecting them to be together. She walked past the small device that had sealed her fate and she knew her hopes were in vain.
She walked into the kitchen and was more then surprised to see her three friends sitting at the table; deep in conversation.
"Good morning everyone", she greeted and watched as they jumped in surprise.
"Morning", they all responded.
"Did you guys sleep here?"
Before they could respond the doorbell rang.
"I got it!" Brooke yelled as she raced in front of the blonde.
"Brooke."
"It might be for me", she said meekly. Peyton sent her a doubtful glance and Brooke slowed her pace.
"I love you B. Davis", Peyton spoke sincerely as she moved past her best friend.
Peyton rested her hand on the doorknob and took a breath before she opened it. Brooke had returned to the kitchen; she was standing on her own. The door opened and Peyton stared at the two people who were once a huge part of her life.
She knows for a fact that she would have jumped into Jake's arms if they weren't full. She was more then grateful that the little girl that she hardly recognized was in the way. She stared at him though. He looked the same as he did nearly a year ago. Sandy brown hair that curled at the ends. The brown eyes that seemed to brighten when he saw her. This was her Jake Jagielski.
"Pey!" the small blonde in his arms chirped. Peyton broke out into a smile.
"Hey you", Peyton cooed as the two year old jumped up and down on her father's hip. Soon enough her tiny arms were reaching out to be handed off and Peyton gladly accepted her.
"Hey", Peyton's head snapped from Jenny's to the tall boy in front of her.
"Hi", her voice was barely above a whisper.
"Hi!" Jenny yelled to the other people in the house as she stared over Peyton's shoulder. Both Jake and Peyton jumped at the break in tension. She squirmed in Peyton's arms and smiled once she was finally put down.
"Come in", Peyton said as she stepped aside and allowed Jake into her home.
"You look good", he whispered as they walked together. She blushed and mumbled what he assumed to be a 'thanks'.
They entered the kitchen and she unconsciously hugged her expanded waist. She was grateful she had on baggy pajamas.
"Jagielski", Nathan was the first to greet the boy. After a manly embrace, Haley stood.
"Hey, Jake", she wrapped her arms around him.
"Wow", he said as they broke apart. Haley blushed and nodded when Jake motioned to her stomach.
"Congrats."
Haley and Nathan both thanked him. They also let out a breath; they were one step closer to getting through the day.
"Hey Pop's."
"Brooke Davis", Jake said with a smile. They embraced and Jake spoke again when they broke apart.
"So, this some kinda welcoming party?" he asked with the boyish smile Peyton loved.
"Something like that", Haley said as she bounced Jenny on her lap.
"Where's Luke?" he asked as he stared around the small kitchen. Everyone either put their head down or stared off into space.
His eyes locked with Peyton's and for some reason he scanned her body. He wasn't checking her out; he just felt the need to look at her. He smiled at her straight hair, he loved the curls, but this made her look older. She was curvier then he remembered. Her cheeks were fuller and her chest was larger. His smile slowly vanished when he noticed the bulge around her mid-section.
"Why don't we let daddy and Peyton talk?" Haley asked in her best baby voice.
Jenny tilted her head to the side as if she was actually contemplating what Haley had asked.
"Kay", she chirped after a minute.
"You guys stay here", Peyton finally spoke, "we'll go in the living room."
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"How do you think its going?" Nathan asked curiously.
"About as well as it can", Brooke muttered. Jenny had been handed over to her and she smiled down at the girl as she rested her head against Brooke's bosom.
"Hopefully Jake will take things well", Haley always was the optimistic one.
"How about we talk about something different?" Brooke asked in desperate want to change the topic.
Nathan's eyes met the others in the room and he sighed. Apparently he was the distraction.
"My mom needs to go to rehab."
Deb had been back in Tree Hill for a while. At first things were great. She was really there for Nathan and she was the mother he had always longed for. After the shooting, she ran the café for Karen. Then suddenly something changed.
She started acting out. She was drinking and dazed all the time. She was addicted to pills. Something needed to be done.
"Oh God", Brooke gasped out, "how are you going to arrange that?"
Brooke knew Deb. She was a feisty woman; she had to be to have married Dan.
"We're having an intervention in a few days", Haley said with a hint of doubt in her voice.
"Good luck with that", Brooke said sincerely.
The three teens let the silence of the room take over and they basked in it. The only sound to fill their ears was the gentle snoring coming from Jenny.
"I cannot believe that were going to have one of those soon", Nathan said as he stared at the small blonde in Brooke's lap.
"It's crazy isn't it?" Haley asked rhetorically as she reached over and smoothed out her hair.
"She's an absolute angel", Brooke whispered.
"She likes you too", Nathan smirked.
Brooke blushed and unconsciously hugged Jenny closer. She liked the feeling of being needed and Jenny was only two so she needed a lot. Brooke suddenly understood Peyton's pull to the teenage family.
"I'm easy to like", she spoke as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"And you're humble", Haley teaseed. Brooke rolled her eyes.
"Brooke Davis is anything but humble, I've known her my entire life", Nathan ribbed on her.
"Hey, I've changed", she defended herself. Nathan watched as she coddled Jenny and he smiled.
"Yeah, you have."
"I think I'm gunna put her in Peyton's bed", Brooke whispered as she stood and headed off in the direction of the stairs.
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"So . . . umm—Congratulations?" Jake spoke warily.
Peyton attempted a laugh, but a sob escaped her throat. Jake wanted nothing more then to pull her into his arms and whisper that everything would be okay. But he couldn't. It would be too hard.
"I'm sorry", she sobbed out.
He knew what the answer would be. He knew who's child she was carrying. He also knew the words would kill him.
"It's Lucas's?" But he had to ask anyway.
Her head dropped to stare at her feet and she nodded it despondently. Jake sucked in a breath and put his head in his hands.
"Oh God", he mumbled.
The room felt smaller. He could hardly breathe. His eyes burned. This was not happening.
"How far along are you?"
"More then halfway through my sixth", she whispered.
He bit his lip and furrowed his brows; she knew he was doing the math.
"The summer . . . August?"
Peyton nodded again. She had never felt lower in her entire life. This boy loved her and she claimed to love him, but the second he skipped town she slept with one of his friends. That's not exactly how it was, but she knew that's how it looked.
"It wasn't planned or anything. It just happened and then we didn't even talk after. We actually just recently got together", she wasn't sure why she was talking; she wanted to stop. Maybe this is word vomit?, she thought to herself.
He stared at her and for a split second felt the need to touch her. He lifted his arm and was about to brush away a lingering tear when the front door swung open and the sounds of heavy steps filled the air. Jake and Peyton both stood.
Nathan and Haley made their way into the living room and Brooke came rushing down the stairs as a loud voice filled the house.
"Lovely! Isn't this a scene out of a Hallmark card? Keith is dead. You're having my baby. Dan is holding my mom's hand. I lost my spot on the team. And to top it all off, Jake's back! This is just great. Were any of you going to tell me that he came by? You know what, don't answer that. I just came by to let Peyton know that I'm getting a job . . . to support our child. I'll leave you all alone now."
He spoke without giving anyone a chance to say anything. He stared at them all before glaring at Peyton. He walked to the door and slammed it behind him; causing the hanging pictures to shake.
Everyone in the room focused on the front door. No doubt the previous events were running through everyone's mind. The pairs of eyes darted from the door to a heavy breathing Peyton.
They were so focused on this, that nobody noticed the curly haired, brunette slip out of the room.
I watch the window and listen for the sound of cars
I can't remember the last time that it was yours
I taught you how to feel, why do you feel numb
They taught us how to feel, but we just feel numb
Let me know what you think.
