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This chapter is a little bit short. Sorry.
I sort of left it with a cliffhanger.

R&&R.

Broken Promises, Broken Hearts, And Broken Dreams

Author: Kaytee

Disclaimer: You Know The Drill.

Summary: Samee.

What is that annoying noise? Peyton asked herself. Matter of fact, where am I?
Peyton lifted her head out of the covers, bad idea. Hangover.

What the hell went on last night? She asked her self while she got up slowly to see who was playing Beyonce in her bedroom. She fixed her eyes on Brooke dancing around in her closet.

Peyton then had a headache; too much light, to much head pressure, too much to drink, and too much bad music.

"Shut that shit off! And I mean now before I puke!" Peyton screamed.
Again. Bad Idea.

She rushed to her bathroom.

Brooke smirked and shut off the music and then dialed Lucas number.

"Hello?" Lucas sounded a wee bit tired. Somebody didn't get a lot of sleep. Brooke thought to herself.

"Hey sleepyhead. She is awake and is puking as we speak." Brooke said merrily like she would say something like 'And the sun is shining beautifully today' in the same tone.

Lucas made a painful face on the other end of the phone then spoke. "Is she up for talking?"

"I don't know let me ask her." Brooke said.

"Peyt, are up for talking yet?" Brooke yelled to Peyton who was still in the bathroom.

"If you mean me and the toilet then yes." Peyton replied sarcastically. What was she talking about? What do the need to talk about? Then it clicked; Lucas' house, the vodka, the pain. "Oh crap." She mumbled.

"Yeah, no, not yet Luke; I will call you when she is. Sorry." Brooke said sympathetically.

"It's ok Brooke. I am going to go back to sleep. Call me later. Bye."

"P. Sawyer. Are you about done?" Brooke yelled from the swivel chair.

Peyton wiped the sweat off her upper lip and groaned. "No Brooke, I still my bladder to throw up. What is with all the questions?" She got up thinking she was done puking out her internal organs and washed her hands and face.

"I forgot how appealing you are when you are hung over. You spit out sarcastic remarks left and right." Brooke cocked a smile.

"Yeah whatever. You don't need to stay here and nurse me back to help Brooke. I have had hangovers many times before." Peyton said as she sat down on her bed. Brooke then walked over to her and sat down beside her and pulled her close.

"Yeah, but we need to talk sister." Brooke said. "I should have known."

Peyton realized what she was apologizing for and stop her before she could go on. "Brooke, it is my fault. I pushed him away. It's cool that you two are together now." Peyton looked over to Brooke and saw she wasn't convinced. "Really."

"But you want to be with him. I can see it in your eyes. It isn't fair. And plus I never really wanted his heart, just his body. He was an easy target when I was horny." Brooke half smiled. "You can have him. We were never really together Peyt." Brooke rubbed her back.

"I will think about it. I need to take a shower right now. Out!" Peyton smiled and got up with a pillow and smacked Brooke on the back. Once she did so, she dropped the pillow and walked into the bathroom and closed the door.

"She is ready to talk." Brooke said into her phone as she walked out of Peyton's room.

Lucas looked at the phone after Brooke hung up. "Show time."