I walked into the backyard where there was more children, more parents and more clowns. I haven't had much of a party like this in a while. It was a little much for a five year old but Jamie was different. He was a special kid, born into the chaos of Tree Hill. I turned around, trying to find anyone that I know but I couldn't. I even wondered where Lindsay was or where Peyton was. They were both not to be found, neither was Brooke. I wonder if they were doing something to her, making her feel weak. I push past the kids in the house, trying to find Brooke Davis. All the kids from the outside, started to walk inside and the house became more crowded. People were pushing and screaming at each other.

"Brooke," I called out. I looked around, not seeing anyone but strangers. "Brooke." I yelled at the top of my lungs wondering if anyone could hear me. I few people stared but contuined to play with the children. I felt someone grab my hand, dragging me out of the crowd. I looked up and it was Peyton, standing in front of me. "Hey, have you seen Brooke?" I asked her, knowing that I shouldn't have. She paused for a moment, staring into my deep blue eyes. She finally smiled, even though it was fake and shook her head.

"I haven't seen her…really, I haven't seen anyone." She talked over everyone. Soon, the crowd disappeared into the back to where they were getting ready to sing happy birthday. I grabbed my present and held it in my hand. I noticed that Peyton had present in her hand as well. I smiled at her, wondering if it was another competition. "Whatcha' got there?" She asked, raising her eyebrow. I looked down at my blue wrapped box and shrugged my shoulders.

"Nothing, just some…stuff." I shrugged my shoulders. Peyton chuckled. I stopped my smile when I saw Brooke was outside with Millicent and Iris. She seemed aggravated and annoyed with something. I tried to walk after her but Peyton stopped me. She smiled nervously.

"How's everything?- How's your mom?" Peyton corrected me, I looked outside and Brooke was gone. It was only Millicent and Iris now. I stared, trying to find her face again. "Lucas?" Peyton called me. I looked back at her.

"Everything is fine, my mom is doing great." I nodded, looking back outside. Peyton cleared her throat, I was being rude and she was being desperate for attention. "They are about sing happy birthday, we should get out there." I tried to walk off again but she stopped me.

"Let's get dinner tonight, on me." She asked politely, I didn't want to turn her down. I smiled, trying to rush outside.

"Yea." I told her, promising her. I quickly walked outside, trying to find Brooke's face. I looked around and saw her standing next to Haley who was opening the presents. I walked over next to Brooke, trying to figure out if it was the right time to talk to her.

"Are you okay?" I whispered. I looked down at her, something was different in her eyes. She seemed depressed, like the color in her eyes were gone. She didn't even look at me, she just stared at Jamie but didn't have a smile on her face. "Talk to me." I begged her but she still didn't. "Brooke, please." I begged, hopelessly.

"I don't want to be here anymore." She told me.

"What does that mean?" I said to her, she finally looked up at me with tears in her eyes.

"It means that I can't do this anymore." She walked off, I tried to run after her but Haley grabbed my arm. It was like everyone was trying to keep me away from Brooke. Haley gave me a slight look and I just stood there.

"I want to open up Uncle Lucas'." Jamie said excitedly, I handed him my present and he opened up his eyes wide. He looked so excited to see the basketball that I had when I was high school.

"This is Brooke's." Nathan handed Jamie the present. It looked fansay, like Brooke actually wrapped it. Jamie opened it up and pulled out a jersey that had Jamie's name on it and a number. He took out something else and it was watch, the same watch that I gave Brooke. It was old, leather but it was a classic. Jamie looked at the watch confused but all his friends thought it was nice. Jamie quickly placed on his hand but the watch slipped.

"Aunt Brooke is the best." Jamie said to himself. I looked up and Brooke walked back into the house. I followed after her but she disappeared in the home. I had to find, trying to figure out what she was saying, she might leave Tree Hill. I don't want her to do that. I would leave with her.

"Lucas." I heard someone call my name. I turned around and looked Lindsay in the eyes. She looked different, her hair was completely brown and her eyes were brighter. I didn't know what to say to her. I knew why she was here, I knew what she wanted from me. I knew everything before she could tell me. "It's good to see you." Lindsay said to her. Brooke appeared from the corner, shocked to see Lindsay. Lindsay smiled faded, giving Brooke a dirty look.

"Sorry." Brooke said to me. I quickly walked towards her, stopping her from running away. She turned and looked into my blue eyes.

"I'm not leaving you Brooke." I told her, I wondered if that's what she was so worried about, me leaving her. "We were just talking." I explained, Brooke smiled.

"You don't have explain yourself to me Lucas. You go, be happy, it's okay because your going to have the person you love stand next to you...just wait. She'll come around." Brooke kissed my on my cheek. I didn't know which girl she was talking about, she turned around but I stopped her again. She smiled at me again. I stared into her eyes, she was so settle and okay with me being with Lindsay. Then, I realized that I didn't want her to leave.

"Where are you going?" I asked her.

"To talk to Millicent and Iris. Where are you going?" Brooke kinked her eyebrow, she glanced at Lindsay and then back at me. I nodded.

"Uh, I don't know." I chuckled. Brooke tried to walk off but I stopped her again. I don't know but I felt afraid. "Don't leave." I begged her. He walked closer to her, so that Lindsay wouldn't hear what I was going to say. "Even when I choose one of them, don't leave. I need my best friend."

"I wont. I promise." Brooke squeezed my hand.

"Brooke." I said to her.

"I promise." She sounded more aggressive this time. I let her go, watching her disappear from the corners of the home.

"She seems…different." Lindsay said to me.

"Leave her out of this." I warned Lindsay, remembering that Lindsay wasn't the one who payed the kid to put cake all over her. It was Peyton, Peyton was the reason why Brooke was feeling this way. "I'm sorry. That wasn't meant for you." I told her, trying to make her feel better. It was like I was working too hard to make them all feel better, I just needed a break.

"I know." Lindsay said, giving me a slight hug. "Talk to me sometime, I'll be around." She walked off, going into the back with the rest of everyone.