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Lucas is sitting in his room looking at the infamous "Peyton Box" He can't help but smile when he looks back on all of the good times he and Peyton had. It had only been a few hours since he realized what happened last night, and as he looked in the mirror he couldn't help but to view himself in disgust. He had hurt the one person who had always understood him, and he had no clue what to do about it. He had gone over it so many times in his head already, mentally slapping himself for every mistake he made, and once again he plunged into deep thoughts about the woman he loved.

The day had started out like any other. He woke up thinking about the two women in his life, Peyton Sawyer and Lindsey Strauss. Every night before he went to bed, he had convinced himself that Lindsey was the one for him. But during the night his dreams were plagued with the blonde who had changed his life forever when they were so young. Though their relationship was never simple, when they had finally gotten together during their senior year he was the happiest he's been in his entire life. Including the time when he was with Lindsey. So just like any morning he realized that Peyton really was the one for him, but during the day he always managed to convince himself of otherwise, it was a vicious cycle he couldn't seem to break.

He was sitting in his office after practice when he got a call. It was from his almost wife, Lindsey. She had called to tell him that she had gotten together with a new guy and they've been together for a few weeks now and she wanted him to hear it from her. While his head was so upset he could hardly stand it, his heart fluttered inside because it knew that it was really Peyton, and now her was free from Lindsey.

He was going to see Peyton to tell her how he really felt, and that's when he saw it, she was hugging some other guy. Although he couldn't see who it was something told him that it was more than just a friendly hug. He couldn't take it anymore, so he did something completely out of character, he went to TRIC and ordered a beer. A few beers later, Skills walked in and had a seat.He couldn't even remember now what he said, he wasn't really listening. A few, or maybe it was more than a few beers later, Skills left and then he saw her. He vaguely remembered he and Peyton talking, and then they were in her car. The car that brought the two together, the car that had inspired him to write his second book. Yes, he had finally admitted it, his second book, like the first, was about he and Peyton's love.

They got back to his house, and she helped him get undressed and into bed. He looked up and saw the woman that he loved staring down at him. She was wearing the same smile she wore at the state championship all those years ago. The smile that he had thought had only been reserved for him. But that's when he remembered it, she was wearing that smile when she was hugging that guy. He couldn't take it anymore, some random guy was getting the smile he had always gotten. She had moved on and it was all his fault. And that's when it happened the alcohol got the better of him and the word vomit poored out.

"I hate you! You're the reason I have nothing in my life! I wish you never came home!" He didn't mean a word of it, but he couldn't help but say it. And then he saw the tears in her eyes and he felt sickened with himself. He tried to call out her name but his tongue was so thick with booze he couldn't say a word.

"Dammit I'm an idiot!" Lucas yelled at himself.

MEANWHILE

"P. Sawyer? You home?"

"Yeah Brooke, I'm here." Brooke walks up stairs to see Peyton doing something she had been doing a lot of since Lucas kissed her and proposed to Lindsey, drawing. It was a picture of Lucas lying on his bed the word "hate" written all over the walls

"Peyton, sweetie, you gotta stop doing this to yourself."

"He hates me Brooke, I never thought that would happen, but it has, and now I don't know what to do."

"Why didn't you tell me he was drunk?"

"Why would that make a difference?"

"It makes all of the difference in the world! It's not like he said that you while he was in his right mind. He's still in love with you P. Sawyer, I saw it in his eyes today when I went to see him, you need to talk to him P. You need to look into his eyes and you'll see what we've all been seeing for years."

"Maybe you're right."

BACK AT LUCAS'S HOUSE

"Come in!" Lucas yelled as he heard a bang on the door. He had two guesses as to who it could be, Nathan or Haley. And sure enough...

"Hey bro." Nathan said as he walked in and sat on Lucas's couch.

"So have you come to yell at me and tell me what an idiot I am too?"

"No, ok maybe a little. I just want to know why? Why would you want to break her heart all over again? She loves you so much, and I know you feel the same way deep down but you refuse to admit it. And that's fine man, I mean I understand that you're scared, but you can't keep leading her on just to break her heart when she thinks you two are getting somewhere."

"I know man, I know!" Lucas says feeling, if possible, worse about himself "I never meant to say it, it just sort of came out." Lucas then relays the whole story to Nathan, the hug with the other guy, TRIC, and that damn smile.

"But who was the guy?"

"I don't know man, but they seemed to know each other pretty well."

"But instead of asking Peyton who he was, you get drunk and decide to tell her you hate her? What the hell man."

"UHH!! I don't know, man. It's all so confusing. I just don't kno--" Just then they hear another knock at the door. They were both assuming it was Haley. Who else could it possibly be? Lucas gets up and answers the door, and there she was, the love of his life.

"OK, so you two obviously need to talk, so I'm outta here. Bye Luke, bye Peyton." Nathan got out of that house as fast as he could, he wasn't sure what was going to happen next, and he didn't want to stick around to find out.

"Lucas..."

Lucas turned around and looked into the mirror he was previously saw himself in. There he saw himself and the woman he loved. Her eyes showed a mixture of love, pain, and hate if that was at all possible. She was so broken, they both were the question was, could they be fixed?

And here it is chapter 3. I can't believe I wrote three chapters in one night. I'm just so inspired by the Leyton story. I'm not really sure where to go from here, so tell me what you think. I need opinions on things like: Should I write about Lucas and Haley's conversation? What should happen with Leyton? Who do you think Peyton's mystery guy is? I have a guy who I want it to be, but maybe you have some better suggestions.