"So, how's life?" Brooke asked, not having a clue of what to say.

"Not so great right now," Lucas replied, "I fought with Peyton today, we're over."

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that," Brooke smiled sympathetically.

"I had to, I can't trust her anymore," Lucas replied.

"What did she do?" Brooke asked quietly, Did Jake come back? She wondered to herself.

"She's the reason I never came looking for you or October," Lucas replied.

"And, why was that?" Brooke asked.

"She told me October was dead, I believed her, and I was hurt so much. Even though I had just found out about October that day, and had never seen her, my world came crashing down," Lucas replied, "Peyton lied to me for sixteen years, and I can't forgive her for that."

"Wait, you knew about October?" Brooke asked, suddenly realized that Lucas had known about their daughter for a long time now.

"Yeah, didn't you know that?" Lucas asked.

"No," Brooke whispered, "I told Haley not to tell you or anyone else. I don't believe this, you knew all along? Why didn't you call?"

"Because I thought she was gone," Lucas said.

"Even so, why didn't you try and call?" Brooke asked, a little bit hurt, "I know I was the one who left and you should be yelling yur guts out at me right now, but even if October had died that day, did you really not care about me that much, to not even call to ask me if I was okay?"

"Brooke, I'm sorry, I was stupid, and I still am," Lucas replied, "I was just so hurt that you didn't tell me you were having our child, and I was bitter about it, so I didn't care if you were hurt or not."

Brooke nodded sadly in return, "I'm sorry Lucas."

"Why did you leave Brooke?" Lucas asked, "Both times."

"You want to know why I left? Because, while I was growing up, I had a father who was an asshole. He cheated on my mom all the time, and I knew they hated each other. They'd never admit it, but you could see it in everything they did around each other. When I first found out I was pregnant, I panicked. I remember walking to the river court, going to look for you. We had just broken up, and you had said all these things about how you loved me and stuff, so I thought maybe, even though I had made you so angry by breaking up with you, you'd forgive and we could try to work things out," Brooke said pausing for a breath, "I got to the river court and there you were with Peyton, kissing and holding hands. You had told me just days before that Peyton meant nothing to you in that way, and there you were already replacing me. It hurt like hell Lucas, so I turned around and walked away. I walked home and packed some of my things and left. I was to hurt to care about what I was doing. Then I decided to stay in California, because every time I bought the 15 plane tickets back to Tree Hill over the months, I pictured you two together and threw it out. By the time I was 7 and a half months pregnant, I started to feel really guilty for what I was doing, not only to the baby but to you, so I drove all the way back here. I went into labor early and had October that day, and when the nurses brought here in too see me, I starting sobbing because I knew I couldn't face you alone. But when she started crying a few minutes later and looked up at me with her big brown eyes, I knew I had to, for her. I started to walk down the hall, because I was trying to find you and I turned a corner and saw you there again with Peyton. Ii listened to what you two were saying and Peyton asked you if you wanted to go see me and you told her that you'd rather just leave and not deal with it right then."

"Brooke," Lucas said quietly.

"It was like a huge kick in the face Lucas, and it hurt really bad, so I left the next day," Brooke said putting her hands in her pockets.

"I don't know what to say," Lucas replied, "But I am so sorry."

"Just, don't say anything okay," Brooke replied, "I'd better get back home.

Lucas watched as Brooke slowly turned away and began heading back towards home. He searched for something to say, but his mouth open wide, no sound would come out.

Lucas' walked silently back home, as a song that he used to listen to back before he had ever known about October played through the earphones from his IPOD.

Please don't let this turn into something it's not

I can only give you everything I've got

I would really give anything, to make this better.


I can't be as sorry as you think I should
But I still love you more than anyone else could

Lucas slowly began to pick up his pace as the words of the song flowed through his head.


All that I keep thinking throughout this whole flight
Is it could take my whole damn life to make this right
This splintered mast I'm holding on won't save me long
Because I know fine well that what I did was wrong

Lucas felt himself get a burst of energy, he began running as fast as his legs could carry him. He wanted so badly to turn the song off, but he, for some reason, felt he had to listen to it. It felt like punishment, as if Snow Patrol had been specifically been thinking of him when they wrote the

song.

The last girl and the last reason to make this last for as long as I could
First kiss and the first time that I felt connected to anything
The weight of water, the way you told me to look past everything I had ever learned
The final word in the final sentence you ever uttered to me was love

Why the hell had he kissed Peyton? He was now seeing her true colors. He felt himself getting angrier by the second. The last time he remembered talking to Brooke before she left, it was when she had broken up with him. He knew she had still loved him. God I was an idiot, he thought to himself.

We have got through so much worse than this before
What's so different this time that you can't ignore
You say it is much more than just my last mistake
And we should spend some time apart for both our sakes

They had gone through so much worse before, they would get through this right? This is worse though isn't it? I am just like my father, Lucas thought before collapsing down on the grass in the park he had ended up in. He had, not only once, but twice, hurt the girl he really loved. All he had given her was heartaches and problems. And a daughter that she's had to raise all by herself. I am such a fricken idiot, Lucas sighed.

"Good morning class," he said the next day.

"Morning," a few random kids replied lazily.

"Okay, so all of your essay were really great and I was really impressed by a select few. All of you have improved a lot since the being of the year," Lucas smiled, "Now, for today's project, I'm going to ask each of you to choose your theme song."

"Like a t.v. show theme song?" Kenzie asked raising her hand, "I don't have a t.v. show...yet."

"No, a theme song to your life." Lucas smiled, wanting to laugh at Kenzie, "It can be your favorite song at the moment, or a song that you've always listened to growing up, or a song that shows who you are."

"How long does it have to be?" James asked, looking bored.

"The song can be any length, but I want you to write at least one paragraph about why you chose it, or how it relates to you," Lucas explained.

Okay I have to leave it at that for now, because I need to eat something before I go to work. I will try and update tomorrow, because I have a friend spending the night tonight and tomorrow I have to go help at my school's prom. Hopefully I'll have time to write the next chapter tomorrow, but I can't promise anything. It's going to be a crazy day, and I may not be able to write until Sunday because grad is on Saturday and so is the big after grad party. Thanks for all the reviews, keep them coming and I am really hoping to be able to update tomorrow.