(A/N): sorry it took so long for the UD but here it is! Thanks to all my reviewers
Disclaimer: I do not own One Tree Hill
Because you live
Chapter 1
"Hello?" Peyton said into the phone. "Oh Haley hi!" She said greeting her friend. She plopped down on the bed.
"How'd you know it was me?" Haley responded.
"Seriously Hales we live in the 21st century, it's called caller I.D." She said smiling to herself.
"Right sorry" Haley said, this time in a sad voice.
"What's wrong?" Peyton said using her girl senses.
"Hales." Haley said sighing heavily. Hales, that's what Lucas always called her, ever since they she could remember. It's been nearly four and a half years since Brooke's death, and when Lucas disappeared. The investigation went on for about a month. Then the police came up with the idea that he didn't want to be found, so they stopped looking. He was gone. Period. his stuff his car, all of them gone. The basketball team fell apart. Keith fell into depression, and you could not say his name in front of Karen without her bursting into tears.
"Oh God Haley I'm so sorry, I just wasn't thinking" Peyton said feeling a wave of sadness.
"No really it's ok, you didn't-I mean I know you didn't mean it" Haley said wiping her eyes.
"Yeah" Peyton said.
"I have to go now" Haley said in a shaky voice. "Nate will be home soon."
"Kay" Peyton said resisting the urge to cry. She hung up the telephone, covering her hands with her face. After a few minutes, she sat up pulling on her shoes. Peyton glances at the clock that currently flashed 12:00. "Happy Birthday Luke." she mumbled pulling herself off the bed and over to the bathroom.
Fifteen minutes later Peyton found herself walking up to the Rivercourt alone. Ever since Brooke's death, Haley had become her best friend, along with Nathan. In addition, Jake visited every so often. Other then that Peyton found herself alone in her apartment drawing. She sighed heavily, staring at her shoes. It was pretty cold tonight, and now Peyton was wishing she had brought a jacket to go over her hoodie. When she heard the pounding basketball for a millisecond, his face flooded her mind, but when she looked up it was just a little girl playing and giggling happily. Peyton smiled, watching the girl take a shot and even though she missed the hoop by a mile, the smile still upon her face.
"Daddy don't play with me?" She said sweetly skipping over to the figure sitting on the bench, resting his elbows on his knees, and his hands over his face.
"Not right now Em, Daddy's got a headache." He said. The girl made a pouty face. He ruffled her long blond hair. "Alright, alright you got me," he said standing up. She giggled happily running to retrieve the ball. He took the ball from her small hands, and easily put it though the net. The ball bounced off the pavement and rolled off to the side. The girl ran after it, but stopped when seeing Peyton.
Peyton bent down and picked up the basketball holding it out for her to grab. "Here you go," she said smiling. The girl backed away uncertain. "It's ok, my name's Peyton. What's yours?"
"Emily," she said looking at the ground.
"Very nice to meet you Emily," Peyton said. "Here you go," she said handing Emily the basketball.
"Thanks" she said running back to her Dad. He picked her up, and walked form the court. Peyton strained her eyes to read what was written on the back of his Grey sweatshirt, and stood there stunned, it read
'Keith Scott's body shop'
(A/N): sorry for taking so long to update, I've been wrapped up in my other OTH story entitled 'Still in love with you' which is also Leyton so Check it out! and tell me if this story is worth another chapter