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An- Hey guys! Thanks for the reviews, I know this is a depressing chapter; I almost burst out crying when I wrote the death of Larry Sawyer but Tree Hill has been too happy lately and we need a little drama, no matter what the cost. Any who, I hope you like the chapter, review, review, review!

Chapter 25- Cries of a broken down woman.

Previously:

Lucas and Peyton fluff.

Brooke and Haley have a little baley moment

Peyton and Lucas discover distressing news.

Have you ever felt like your world had suddenly been hit with an emotional turmoil and your life was crashing down in front of your eyes? Have you ever felt like all happiness had flown out the window and sorrow, emptiness, the rush of emotion called sadness found pleasure by replacing it? For Peyton Sawyer, this is the spur of emotions that had been enveloping her, surrounding her the past week. It felt like a cloud of sorrow had been surrounding her since that very moment Lucas had spilled the beans about her father's death, shattering her heart in the process. She felt her breathing become rapid as a panic-attack rushed through her, her body shaking violently as tears escaped her, clouding her vision. Her dad was dead, gone like the wind, out of this world, like Ellie and Anna. It seemed like her people always leave motto served her right once again, as the demons that held the power of death took one of the most important people in her life, a man who has been there for her the past 22 years of her life and held such a special place in her heart that no other father can replace. Sure, he wasn't her real father, simply her adoptive father but that man whom is now deceased had been every bit of her father even more so than the man that hadn't risked up the courage to so much as contact his biological daughter. She slumped to the floor on her knees, feeling her limbs and legs stiffen and melt into pure jelly, sobs once again, echoing the room as she fell upon a picture of her deceased father staring back at her like an illusion of depression. Lucas, upon hearing a loud clinkering of noise, rushed up the stairs, his heart breaking in two at the pregnant blonde woman shaking violently on the living room floor, another break down entering her system. He walked up to the blonde woman and wrapped his arms around her, as he kissed her forehead.

"Peyton c'mon." said the white, blonde man as he tried desperately to move the blonde else where, not bearing to see the conflicted emotion in the curly-headed blonde's empty, cold, green eyes that had strayed off any twinkle she once held before. He flinched, his heart feeling like a knife had plunged through him as she harshly moved out of his embrace, slowly getting up and glaring at him.

"Don't!" yelled the blonde, as she shook her head vigorously, the hot tears streaming down her face.

"Peyton," said Luke as he moved closer to his girlfriend, worries stinging him deeply as he worried about her health. "C'mon Peyton, this stress isn't good for the baby."

Peyton laughed forcedly, anger zooming through her as she glared heatedly at Luke.

"That's all you care about, isn't it! My dad is dead, Luke! Another parent has been taken away from me! He was the only piece of family I had left!" she chuckled, her voice going an octave higher as she fought the urge to just jump off a high building and kill herself for the never-ending urge she has been forced to use her entire life.

"You have your family, Luke! You have Karen, Lilly and Nate; you still have a parent to run to when you need to seek advice. Do you know how it feels like to watch not 1, not 2 but 3 of the people you cared so deeply for vanish out of the blue! God- it!" she couldn't finish her sentence as nausea ran through her and released, falling unto the carpet. Luke picked her up, seeing as, since she was only in her first trimester and 12 weeks along, she hadn't been as heavy as the other pregnant mommies, and brought her to the bed. He looked down at her.

"You said I had no clue to how you're feeling when it comes to losing someone. That's where your wrong, Peyt. I know exactly how it feels. When I lost Keith, It felt like all reasonable thinking of living had been thrown to a distinct planet and I had lost the air to breathe. I closed myself off, to anyone that came my way, kept my emotions to myself, until you showed up. I'm not saying it's gonna be easy Peyt, because it's not and for someone who has been through this multiple times I get that it would be more crucial but this stress is affecting our baby. Please for Pete sakes get some sleep, don't do it for me. Do it for Kaylee and our unborn baby who deserves the right to see the outside world. "He looked into her saddened green eyes. " Do it for Larry who would've wanted you to move on from this and live your life the best way you can. I get that you need your space and I get that, when you ready to talk, I'll be here." Promised the blonde quietly as a lone tear fell off his face, she watched as he ignored it, simply kissing her forehead and pulling the covers over her. He walked to the door, his hand on the handle and turned around, his eyes staring at her with emotion.

"I love you." Said the blonde quietly before leaving the room, and leaving the pregnant woman full of guilt and a head wrapped around sorrow.

Brooke Davis and Nathan Scott entered Peyton's room and felt their heart shatter at the 22-year old who was sobbing quietly to herself, wallowing in her turmoil. They glanced at each other sadly as they remembered why they were sentenced here in the first place. It had been heartbreaking enough to discover the fact that Larry, a man with so much solitude, kindness and respect for others had died, imagining the position their blonde friend would be going through but to receive the depressing phone call from Lucas about the blonde's behaviour had sent them running to the house in full speed, in hopes they could talk some sense into her. They walked towards the bed quietly and sat themselves down beside the blonde and wrapped an arm around her, watching as Peyton lifted her red-tearful face and looked up at them, finally acknowledging their presence.

"We heard, Sawyer." He sighed as he pulled his best friend closer to him. " It's Okay, Peyton. Everything's gonna be alright."

"No its not! Do you know how many tears I go through every year! Every single time I feel like my life is finally looking up and I had finally reached my point at happiness every one's always talking about, something like this puts my two steps forward, two steps back!" cried out the blonde helplessly.

"Peyton, you can't keep doing this to yourself, you're only hurting yourself more as well as others." Said Brooke as she kissed her best friend's forehead.

"What difference dies it make!" cried the blonde, once again. " All I ever do is get sucked into this cycle of getting hurt or hurting someone in the process, what difference does it make if I were to save myself from this emotional baggage and simply kill myself right now!" spat the blonde and Brooke and Nathan looked at their best friend, shock radiating off them.

"Peyton-"rasped the brunette, incredulously as she remained speechless.

"Go ahead, Peyton. Kill yourself; sure, you'd save yourself from the cycle you keep getting sucked into but you'd be sending the rest of us head-first in it. Think about us and how we'd react without Peyton Sawyer to straighten us out, think about Kaylee and Luke, and how their lives would be with the loss of you and the baby haunting their lives for the rest of their life. Do you really want to risk that?" Peyton shook her head, feeling tears run down her face as guilt instantly rushed through her once again.

"God- I am so messed up!" yelled the blonde and Brooke had to smile sadly as she hugged her best friend.

"Your not messed up,P. I think I'm better suited for that category." Joked the brunette, emitting a small smile from the blonde. "It's perfectly normal for you to feel this way, Peyton. You've been through so much in your life that you hit rock-bottom. Keep telling yourself , whenever you feel this way, you have so many people who love and adore you and Kaylee and Broody who'd do anything for you." Peyton groaned, as realization dawned on her.

"Luke! I've been such a horrible bitch to him!" Nathan laughed.

"Your hormonal Peyton, the dude already expected it!" he smiled slightly. "Go talk to him, Peyton, Let him be there for you." Said the brunette as both, he and Brooke kissed her forehead before giving her a tight hug and exiting the room.

Lucas Scott felt a frown edge his features as his three year old asked the question that would break her heart in two. It was hard enough to accustom to the fact that Peyton was taking to the news of her fathers death to another extreme, but explaining the situation at hand to his three year old who was awfully close to her deceased grandpa, would have to be one of the downs of the ups and downs that occurred in parent hood.

"Daddy, why is momma sad?" asked the three year old, her eyes holding a certain sadness of her own. " Dids I do somefing wong?"

"No!" exclaimed the father in surprise as he hoisted his baby girl in his lap. " Momma's just going through an emotional period right now."

"Likes what?" exclaimed the petite blonde girl, watching as her eyes turned dark-blue in worry. " Is de baby otay?"

"It's fine, princess."

"Den what's wong?" asked the curious blonde girl and Lucas felt his heart bleed vastly at the thought of breaking his little girls heart like he did her mother by being the bearer of bad news. What he hadn't expected was a pregnant blonde help him in the process.

" Why don't I help you with that?" said the blonde, her voice shakish and faint, yet being heard all around the room.

"Momma? Was wong?" Peyton sighed as she shared a glance with Luke before running a hand in her tangled mess of curly hair.

" Do you remember what I told you about Grandma Anna and Grandma Ellie,bumblebee?" asked the blonde, watching as her daughter gave her a firm nod.

" Mhmm, woo tolds me dat dey were in a place called heaven, where dere's pwetty unicorns and fwee food." Ended the petite three year old, smiling as she had managed to recite her mother's exact words.

"Well, Grandpa Larry just went there."

"He's just visiting wight? He's gonna come back."

"No, princess. I'm afraid he's not." Butted Lucas and the couple felt their heart break as their three year old blinked back tears before the tears fell freely down her face as realization dawned on her. Kaylee slid between her parents, nuzzling her tearful face in her parent's chest and against all odds, the family joined in a huddle as tears over came them, and they searched comfort in each other.

Lucas carried his baby girl into her room, she had fallen asleep, her little body not being able to take all the emotional turmoil that had been surrounding the room. He crossed back to the living room and sat down opposite to the couch Peyton was currently occupying and felt the awkwardness settle through the night air. He sighed heavily and turned to tread up the stairs when a voice to whom he loved so much, ceased all movements.

"Luke, wait!" shouted the blonde, as she held a firm grip on his arm. Lucas turned around to be met with those green, soulful eyes that mesmerized him, intriguing him every single time he looked into them.

"I'm sorry," confessed the blonde as she sighed deeply. " I just- It hurt Luke, so much. And I felt like I needed to breakaway, turn everything off and just get settled. I realized I can't do that, not without you. I need you, Lucas. I'm just- I'm scared." Lucas moved towards the blonde and wrapped his arms securely around her.

" I know baby, we all are. And we'll get through this, together; One step at a time." He kissed her forehead. " I'm not going anywhere,Peyt." And in his arms, the blonde woman believed him, his words echoing through her head like a bolt of lightening, he was her saving grace, her saviour and he was her shield. In his arms was where she felt safe and with him by her side, she knew she had the strength to get passed this.