Chapter 7 : Everything is NOT Meant to Last
Lucas looked at the bed that held Peyton fucking some dude before he shook his head. Sounds of pleasure continued to fill his hears as he traced his exact steps out the apartment leaving his key right there on the table with out as much of a second glance. He checked into an hotel 30 minutes later and decided to settle things with Peyton tomorrow before he went home. Her cheating on him didn't hurt as much as when Brooke cheated on him but it hurt just the same. He will see if Peyton will tell him tomorrow but he doubt she will. The last thought that past through his head is that she will get what is coming to her.
The next morning Lucas woke up and went about his morning routine as best as he could in a hotel room. At first he felt guilty about coming to break up with the curly blonde that he was once infatuated with but he didn't care now. He will do what he came here to do and be on his way to his next destination. He checked to see if he had everything before he walk out the door on his way to his soon be ex's job.
When he got there he went and looked for her. He saw her as she walking down the hall in what seem to be her casual clothes. And decided he was time to put is plan into action. He pulled out his phone and dial her work number.
"Hi, I'm calling to talk to Peyton Sawyer" he said in to the phone. "Thank you" he waited till he heard her voice, which angered him even more.
"This is Peyton" she said in to the phone. Lucas took in a breath and got into character.
"Hey" He said walking toward the copy room. "It's me"
"I've been trying to call you all morning." Lucas rolled his eyes at her statement. "I watched the game highlights online." She continued. Was this after or before you fucked that dude in your shower. He shook his thoughts away from last night. "I wish I could have been there."
"Yeah, me too." He cleared his throat. "So, what are you wearing?" he continued with a smirk.
"Luke, I cant do that right now. I'm at work." She replied.
Lucas rolled his eyes again because fucking her was the last thing he ever wanted to do again and for her to be so easily persuaded speaks volumes for what he saw and heard last night. He shook his head again. "I'm thinking a Pink Floyd tee over the long-sleeve white shirt and maybe those ugly jeans with the hole in the knee?" he said annoyed.
"Wow. You are good!" She said with a laugh not catching the annoyed tone of his voice.
"Yes, I am." He say as he glare dangers in to the back of her head. "Really good" his facial expression quickly changed when she turned around into a smile.
"Luke! Hi!" Peyton said as she ran and jumped into his arms. Luke flinched from her touch and tried not to be obvious in pulling back away from her. "I can't believe you're here!" she says still not getting the hit of him wanting space.
"Yeah, since you could come see me.." He said trying to had as much cheeriness in his voice. Peyton plunged in for a kiss and Lucas cringed as soon as her lips touched him. He pulled back quickly but Peyton didn't say anything and he was thankful for that.
"Hi" She repeated.
"Hi" he replied hearing the annoyance trying to creep back in. He looked around to avoid her eyes as much as possible. Marketing and distribution my ass she is a mailman. He chuckled at his thoughts. "So, this is marketing and distribution?" he say as another thought crossed his mind. Your future wife is doing better than this wanna-a-be. He let thoughts of Brooke fill his head as he half listened to Peyton go on about her job, making the correct comments when need with hardly any of the true emotions he felt toward her. He hoped Brooke was okay and hopefully didn't have a boyfriend.
"So look, I got dinner reservations for us at 7:00" He saw Peyton distress and ignored it.
"I don't really leave here till at-least 9:00" she say.
Then leave early, its not like you do anything here anyway. "I have to catch my plane at 11 so I only can make 7 o'clock." I say annoyed. "Can't you just leave early just this once." He pout with the puppy dog eyes.
"Fine. I will meet you there" she said. "Just text me the address okay?"
"All right" Lucas replied and turned his head when she leaned in to give him a kiss so she barely caught the side of his face before he pulled back.
She looked a little of guard before she shook it off. "God, Luke, it is so goo to see you." She said as a smile graced her face. Wish I could say the same. Lucas thought as he nodded his head. "Bye." She yelled as he walked away without looking back. Phase one complete, on to phase two. He thought with a smirk
I look up and see Peyton walking into the restaurant and I knew it was time to end things and I wasn't sure how much longer I can keep this act up so I was glad it would all come to an end in the next 20 minutes.
"Hi! I am so sorry I'm late." She said bring me out of my thoughts. She glad me a kiss on the cheek and sat down. "I got stuck going over the canyon."
"It's okay. I'm just glad you're here." I reply.
"God, look at you!"
"What?" I look up at her.
"No. I just..." she paused. "I haven't seen a suit on anybody in so long, unless they're an agent or a lawyer or a successful novelist."
I rolled my eyes at her "Oh, I don't know about that." I continue to indulge in the conversation. "I get a new rejection letter every day."
"Luke, your book is good." She reaches for my hand. "It's gonna happen. I know it."
"Enough about me how are you doing." I getting to what I can here for.
"I'm good work is taking up most of my time but it has its benefits." She says. "So when the executives blow off the shows, we get the tickets. Like Monday, I went and saw Ryan Adams at the Viper Room, and then Wednesday was Tegan and Sara at the Roxy, and, I don't know, I just... it blows my mind, you know?" she said taking a bit of her food that arrived five minutes ago. "These are bands we grew up listening to, and now I've got a front-row seat."
"That's great." I fake interest. "so you was working last night also?" I ask as I take a bite of my food before look at her to see her reaction to the question.
Peyton squirm a little before she took another bite. "Yeah, I had to work till around 9 last night." She say avoiding eye contact. I drop my eyes when I realized this just might be harder than I thought it would be. I mean how many other times have she just lied to me.
"Oh and you just went straight home after." I asked hoping she would fess up to something anything that was the truth.
"Yeah soon as I left work home and I was dead to the world soon as I hit the bed. This week like been riding on a never ending roller coaster. I mean I got home last night and my head was killing me. I felt like someone to took a sledge hammer and was pounding me to death with it." As she talked certain words she used stuck out at me and sent pictures of her riding on top of the guy that was in her bed last night or the image of him pounding into her while she was moaning in pleasure. I gripped my fork willing the pictures to go away before I lost my cool. Then a picture of Brooke crossed my mind and I instantly relaxed. "But enough about me, whats going in your life, how was the game last night?"
I took a breath before answering "Well, Whitey's gonna step down as head coach, and he wants me to take over the team." I answer. "He thinks it'll be good for Nathan and... he thinks I'm ready.
"Luke, that's incredible." She says.
"I know... I get salary, benefits, and a big office." I say but I don't tell her I am thinking about not taking the job because the love of my life lived in New York and I really have to discuss this with her first.
"Wow. That sounds very... adult." I can here the jealousy in her voice and I smirk.
"So I need to talk to you about something." I start.
"Yeah, what is it." She asks.
I take another deep breath. "I think it is time that we…" I was cut off by the sound of her phone ringing.
"Oh, crap. I'm sorry. It's work." She said pulling the phone out of her purse and looked at it.
"Don't answer." I say. "You can call them back this will only take a minute.
"They're just gonna keep calling back." She say not sounding the least apologetic "Hello…Yeah- right now?...Yeah, of course I like my job…Okay. Right away, sir." She say hanging up the phone. "I'm sorry." She said with a fake smile and she gathered her stuff. I decided to just blurt it out.
"I think it time for us to break up" I feel a weight lift off my chest. I came here feeling guilty for wanting this and now I and glad I don't have to be anymore.
Peyton stopped doing what she was doing and fell back into her seat and looked up at him. "Why"
"This is not working for us we are always to busy for each other. It is just we are at a cross roads in this relationship I feel like it was time to take things to the next step in our relationship and I don't want to take that step with you." I say being completely honest.
"Is it me?" she asks. "Did I do something wrong? Lucas don't do this to us." Hell yeah its your fault you cheating bitch. If you would have kept your legs close we wouldn't be in this situation. I wanted to yell at her but I knew that was only possible true because I was going to dump her even if she wasn't cheating.
"I'm sorry Peyton, but I don't love you like you should be loved."I rise from his seat and touched her shoulder. "Goodbye Peyton."
"Lucas don't do this." she yelled an I kept walking as she made fool of herself. I took out my phone and I stroll through my contacts till I got to the number I was looking for. I typed a quick message.
Its done!-Broody
I press send and headed to my hotel to grab my bag. A few minutes later on my way to the on my way to airport my ding and I pulled it out and smile down at the message.
Coming home Broody?- Pretty Girl
I quickly reply.
There is no place else I rather be- Broody P.S. I love you
Before I can put my phone in my pocket it began to ring.
"Hello" I pick up as I walk into the airport.
"Hi. Is this Lucas Scott?" a woman on the other line asked.
"Yeah." I replied. "Who's this?"
"My name's Lindsey Strauss." Lindsey replied. " I'm a junior editor at Putnam and Pratt. I read your novel. It's nice of you to call."
"Everyone else sends their rejection letters first-class." I say dreading this call.
"Actually, I loved it. And I passed it on to my boss, and he feels the same way." I was tuned into silence not believing what I was hearing. "Hello?"
Her voice brought me out of shock. "No, I'm still here."
Lindsey let out a breath. "What I'm saying is, we want to publish your book, Lucas. How soon can you be in New York?"
"I actually on my way there now." I said. "Yeah. Okay. I'm looking forward to seeing you, too. Bye." I say before hanging up the phone. I did a fist pump into the air before I let out a huge smile. I took my phone out and read the message that was there.
I know-Pretty girl P.S. We have to talk
I smile dim a little because I know what is going to come next. I quickly reply to her text before I cut my phone off.
I know-Broody P.S. Meet at a bar named The Penrose
So there you go everyone I hoped you like it sorry for the delay i wanted to post it early but with my internet going out earlier this week and moving I barely had the time to do anything but next would hopefully be quicker since I have the next chapter written. I hope y'all like and to all you college kids out there i hope you enjoy your first day of school, I know I will ;) have a great semester. Remember to Tell me how you really feel by reviewing and I look forward to hearing from you. And i know i didn't do personal shots this chapter but I do it next chapter. So show me some love and review!
Tell Me How You Really Feel,
Miss Pretty Girl
