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What's True

Chapter 8 -

It all had happened too quickly.

Lindsey had walked down the aisle and said 'I do'. When Lucas's turn finally came, he had run away. Ran right through the aisle, away from Lindsey, right out of the church.

All the guests had turned around to watch, seeing the last of his back as the door finally closed shut.

Lindsey had just stood there shocked, her eyes teary, getting ready to cry. And it was only a matter of seconds later that she began to run towards the exit, too.

"I just got off the phone with Karen. She's driving around looking for him." Haley said, jerking Brooke out of her thoughts. Lucas had left the church more than two hours ago and he was nowhere to be found. Haley, Nathan, and Peyton had gone home with Brooke and Rylie, and right now they were all waiting in the living room for any sign of where Lucas could be. "Mommy, where's daddy? Why did he leave his own wedding?" Rylie asked, curiously. The questions had been nonstop and Brooke had done nothing to stop them, either.

"Babe, why don't you go up stairs and change out of your dress?"

"But I like my dress." The little girl replied, twirling the pink material around her finger.

"So then why don't you go play in your room?"

"But, mommy..."

"Come on, Ry." Peyton interjected, standing up and offering her hand to Rylie. "Don't you want to show me your new toys?"

"Fine." She sighed, grabbing hold of Peyton's hand and standing up.

"Thanks, Peyton." Brooke mumbled, waving her hand slightly.

"Don't worry about it."

"So." Haley said, taking the seat Peyton had just gotten out of. "Want to tell us what happened?"

"I..." She paused. "I went to talk to him before the wedding."

She had been thinking about her and Lucas's conversation for the past two hours. If she hadn't gone to see him, if she hadn't made him feel so goddamn guilty about it all, he probably would be kissing his bride right about now. And she couldn't get that thought out of her mind.

"About what?"

"Stuff...God, Haley, I don't know!"

"Brooke, this isn't your fault." Nathan responded. "Lucas is the one that left her."

"If it isn't my fault why do I feel like it is? I told him all this shit about how Rylie's gonna resent us one day because of our estranged relationship. And I think part of me said that just so he wouldn't get married, or just so he would feel guilty. I mean, what kind of person does that make me?"

"Brooke..." Haley started, but was interrupted by the doorbell. "I'll get it."

Brooke stood up and walked behind Haley, anxious to see who it was. Hopefully it would be Lucas. They had all been worried sick about him. But no luck, it wasn't Lucas. It was Lindsey. Great.

"What did you say to him?" She pointed her finger in Brooke's face; Haley backed away. It was evident that Lindsey had gone home to change by the lack of her wedding dress; but it appeared she had not fixed her makeup, and her mascara was smudged around her eyes.

"Excuse me?"

"You said something to him, I know you did." Lindsey stepped inside the house, and Brooke closed the door behind them. "I tried so hard, Brooke. I tried so hard to get you to like me, and you just never did. I tried for Lucas and you never cared. I wanted to give you the benefit of the doubt, but I knew what I was in for when I fell in love with him. He has a kid, of course the mother of the kid would still be in love with him. And you just couldn't stand that he loved someone else other than you. You never wanted to see him happy, you never wanted him to be happy."

"I never wanted to see him happy?" She asked, incredulously. How dare she come into her home and accuse her of things like that? "I never wanted him to be happy? Who are you to say that? I know Lucas Scott far more than you do; you have no right to say that to me. And all you ever did was drag him away from his daughter, and she's possibly the one thing that makes him happiest in life. So you might want to rethink all that. You controlled his life."

"No." Lindsey shook her head. "You're wrong. Now what did you say to him?" Lindsey advanced closer to Brooke.

"Are you seriously trying to fight with me?"

"Okay, okay, break it up." Nathan stood in the middle of the two. "Look, fighting isn't going to get us anywhere. Right now we need to find out where Lucas is."

Brooke crossed her arms over her chest, staring Lindsey directly in the eyes. Silence overtook the room for a few minutes before Haley spoke up.

"Brooke, why don't we go see what Peyton and Rylie are doing?"

"Fine." Brooke turned on her heel and stomped all the way up the steps.

What Lindsey had said really hit her. She had always been jealous of her and Lucas. Because she was the one that was supposed to be getting married to him. She was the one that was supposed to be getting the happy ending.

But now...well now, no one was getting a happy ending.

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"Hey." The night air was cold and she was still in her strapless dress. But for some reason she didn't care about the harsh coldness hitting her bare shoulders. She straightened out the dress before sitting on the front stairs with Lindsey.

"Hi." Lindsey replied, but she didn't look at her. "I'm sorry about earlier, about how bitchy I was...I just—."

"—I understand. You got left at the altar, that's gotta hurt. I'd probably be the same way."

"Yeah. It does hurt. But I guess you were right. I didn't make him happy."

"Lindsey. I didn't mean that...I was just retaliating against you, I—."

"You were right, though. I should've known this wasn't going to work out. I see the way he looks at you still. You guys have such a complicated history that I just know you'll end up together in the end. And I guess I just wanted to ignore it all. 'Cause I just wanted him to look at me the way he looks at you. But I'm not Brooke Davis." She let out a small laugh, wiping her eyes. "I'm not this beautiful, rich fashion designer. And I'm not his highschool sweetheart, either."

"Lindsey, I don't know what to say..."

"Don't say anything. He makes you happy and you make him happy...I think I realized that a while ago, and just chose to ignore it. I guess you can never really let go of your past."

Brooke nodded. That last sentence Lindsey said was so true. They weren't able to let go of their past. And that's why things were the way they were.

"What are you gonna do now?"

"Oh, I don't know...I'm thinking of moving back to New York maybe...I guess I'll just see. Anyway, I should be getting home. I'm sorry, again."

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She had been sitting up in bed for a few hours now. Just sitting in the darkness and thinking. Karen had drove all around Chapel Hill and had even gone to a few towns outside the area, and still, no Lucas was to be found. Nathan and Haley, after they had left, had driven around for a little, too. Where could he have gone?

"You can never really let go of your past." Lindsey's words rang through. And then it hit Brooke. She knew where he was.

Quickly dialing a number, she got out of bed.

"Brooke, did you hear anything?" It was late but Haley and Nathan had stayed up in hopes of hearing any news.

"No...But can you come over and watch Rylie?"

"Yeah, sure. But what happened? Is everything okay?"

"I think I know where he is."

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A/N - Does Brooke really know where he is? Guess you'll just have to wait and see!

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