Okay, I'm gonna be one of those selfish authors that says that they won't update until you review, so review.. tell me what you like, don't like, goodness tell me anything! As of right now this chapter moves the story.. no where. But it is an important chapter, chapters coming up will have flashbacks which will explain why each of the characters are who they are now, and how they got there. This story is my baby, and now that I've just got back into it I'm like a woman possessed. It's a long road to finish, but I hope all of you stick with me! The lyrics are from Flyleaf's song, "There for you" and Oasis's song "Sad song" and in my mind I like to pretend that "There for you" is Lucas's word to Peyton, they fit perfectly in this chapter, and the coming ones.

"Swirling shades of blue
Slow dancing in your eyes
The sun kisses the earth
And I hush my urge to cry

I wanna be there for you
Someone you can come to
I wanna be there for you
and be someone you can come to
The love runs deeper than my bones
And I wanna be there for you."

Lucas:

The nurses walked past me sitting in the waiting room more than necessary, I was clear headed enough to know that. And that was a problem, I couldn't handle any of this with a clear head. My hands we're shaking and my breathing was uneasy. I had to get out of here. I wanted nothing more than to be the same guy that was always saving Peyton, but I wasn't. I didn't have it in me anymore. I wanted to hold her and tell her we would get through this together. But we wouldn't. Where was Brooke? I looked at my phone, I had only called her 15 minutes ago. Soon, I would get relief soon.

30 minutes ago, Brooke:

Saying I sleep like the dead isn't a stretch. My phone went off three times before I heard Haley scream from down the hall "BROOKE! Answer your damn phone!" I moaned in irritation, and reached over and grabbed my cellphone, mentally cursing whoever was so insistent at this time of hour. Lucas. Just great. I'd be stuck listening to his drug induced rants for the next hour, sleep obviously was not in my future. I hit redial and pushed the phone to my ear, literally after the first ring I heard his voice, groggy and slurred, but it didn't change what he said. I heard that pretty damn clear. "Brooke, its Peyton. It's so bad, Brooke."

I wanted to say so many things, "So bad? What's wrong? TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED!" But my mouth wouldn't move. "We're at the hospital." The phone dropped from my hand so quickly I didn't even realize it was gone. I moved towards Haley's room in slow motion, I pushed her door open begging my mouth to work. "Haley.. Peyton, its Peyton." She sat up quickly jumping out of bed, not pausing once she grabbed her purse and my hand and we we're gone. It kind of unnerved me, as if she expected all of this. But maybe what was really so wrong was that I did too.

My eye's were dry. I didn't cry, I refused to let myself give into the temptation of losing it, because that would be me giving up on Peyton. Tears would not be necessary, she was gonna be fine. It was Peyton after all, my Peyton. Even when I took Haley's phone and dialed Nathan I was able to keep my facade of composure somewhat going, not able to say more than,"Its Peyton, Nathan. I need you at the hospital." He didn't ask questions, sleep heavy on his voice he responded quickly, "I'll be there."

And that was that. I was on my way to the hospital, unsure of what I would fine. Just positive my heart couldn't handle what my mind was telling me. She had to be okay, I wasn't settling for any other outcome.

Haley:

Brooke was silent in the passenger seat her hands clasped tightly together in her lap, my hands gripped the steering so tight that my knuckles we're white. The guilt that was filling me brought tears to my eyes, we all knew that there was something wrong with Peyton, and I knew whatever had happened tonight had been at her own hands, and her own friends didn't make more than a half-hearted attempt to prevent it. I choked out a sob, unable to contain it in. Brooke didn't move. How do you be okay with the fact that something horrible has just happened to your best friend and you know that your to blame? You don't. So I cried, my hands gripping the steering wheel, feeling down into my gut that everything was so wrong, and had been for so long that we'd all grown used to ignoring it. How did we get here?

I turned into the hospital, and took a deep breath.

Brooke:

The car was barely in park before we both had our feet hitting the pavement quickly, we didn't make it to the fifth floor fast enough to satisfy me, especially after the woman's words that the fifth floor was for the, "Seriously critical, and visiting hours are over still until 6:30 AM". We got to the waiting room and immediately my eyes fount Lucas, sitting, if that's what you could even call what he was doing, his hands were shaking and moving all over the place. I knew these movements. My heart broke.

He spotted us and his eyes widened, he jumped up his movements jumpy. "I, I.. had to talk to her.. tonight, Brooke." He ran his hands through his hair nervously, tugging on it, "I fount her on the bathroom floor.. I just.. I called them." He moved his hand around the waiting room distractedly, "Luke, have they told you anything since you got here? Is she gonna be okay?" Haley sounded so tiny and scared, Haley was scared? The tears were getting harder to hold in now. "She was so weak, Hales. I was so scared." She moved towards him quickly grabbing a hold of his face, "Is she going to be okay, Luke?" His eyes darted around the room, "They don't know. They don't know anything." He made a move to jerk out of her grip, "I've gotta go you guys.. I'll.. I'll come back later."

Haley looked at him and it broke my heart just a little bit more, she looked so defeated and alone. Everything was falling apart and we weren't able to lie to ourselves anymore. It was all out there, in the open suffocating us. I needed Nathan.

There's two simple things I really hate, hospitals and being cut off when I'm shopping. Seated in the waiting of this dingy hospital at 3 am is quite possibly my worst nightmare. My stomach was full of butterflies attacking my insides, brutally I should add. And in that moment there was only one thing I could be certain of, I was going to throw up. "Haley, I have to go call Nathan." She nodded, barely audible. I walked up to the nurses station, my hands we're shaking.. this was bad. "Um.. is there a phone I can use? I need to call my boyfriend." She nodded not looking up from her computer, and pointed at a phone to the left, this was just another night to her, I was just another distraught patient. "Dial 1 to get out." I nodded, not that she could see. I made the phone call, and could barely utter the words to Nathan that I needed to, "Nathan.. It's Peyton, she's in the hospital.. I need you." I heard the rushed movements of someone getting out of bed, "Okay. Give me 10 minutes."

Nathan:

"I hurried as fast as I could, Brooke." I sat down in the chair next to her, I was nervous as hell by the expressions on their faces. On Brooke's face, my Brooke, she looked defeated as if she'd already given up. "They don't know if she's gonna be okay." Haley's voice startled me out of the trance that Brooke's face had put me into, I rubbed my hands across my face. I was almost afraid to ask but I had to, I had to know, "What happened?" Brooke looked at me, "She did it." Further explanations weren't really needed, I knew what she meant.

I had never seen Brooke look so broken and isolated, I grabbed a hold of her hand and she burst into tears. I didn't know what to do and I hated myself for that, I did the only thing I could think of and I grabbed a hold of her and wiped the tears from her eyes. I wasn't good with all of this. But, really, I don't think a damn one of us were, hiding from the shit in your life tends to do it to you. The only thing I was even sure of in that moment was that we were all gonna fight like hell to get everything back. We could do that.

"You know that I would give you my hand
Or a sad song
In a lonely place
I'll try to put a word in for you
Need a shoulder? well if that's the case
You know there's nothing I wouldn't do

Where we're living in this town
The sun is coming up and it's going down
But it's all just the same at the end of the day
When we cheat and we lie
Nobody says it's wrong
So we don't ask why
Cause it's all just the same at the end of the day."