Flashbacks! Still putting the pieces together so you understand why each character is the way they are in the present.. keep the reviews coming, a big I LOVE YOU to those who have! Stick with me and keep reading! Song is "Feel" by matchbox 20
"Well, I'm a wreck, I'm a mess, I'm a spot on the pavement
Well I'm a number on your wall I make you so tired
And I don't think I like this game no more"
11 months and one week ago:
Peyton:
"Luke.. Its Peyton, again." I paused, "Um, I've been trying to get a hold of you.. I just wanted to talk, you know? Call me back, please." I clicked my phone off, I'd left so many messages at this point, he was either listening to them, or ignoring his phone all together. I didn't even know, Lucas was so different.. In a mere two months, the guy I knew.. He vanished, and I wanted to bring him back, bring him home. But I couldn't even get through. He'd built up a wall that separated him from everyone, including me. That hurt the most.
"Knock, knock!" Brooke walked in, her bubbly spirit almost gone, even all of this had taken its toll on her, her eyes didn't shine with the brightness they used to. "Well hello BDavis. Why am I getting the pleasure of this visit?" She flopped onto my bed, "Because.. Misery loves company, and I didn't know where else to go." She paused and looked over at me, tears brimming her eyes, "I did something.. Peyton." She wiped the corners of her eyes and sat down on the bed facing me, "I broke up with Luke. What kind of terrible person breaks up with a guy 3 weeks after he loses his mom.. And Keith?" The tears are flowing now.. I walk over to my bed and lean her head on my shoulder, "I didn't know what else to do Peyton. He won't let me in, I keep trying but the harder I try the farther he pushes me out of his life. I should be fighting for him, but I can't." I held her tight, "None of us can, Brooke." I pulled her up and made her look at me, "But you did what you felt you needed to, right or wrong. Brooke, sometimes you're hearts too big, we all know that if you would have stayed with him.. You would have broke yourself trying to fix him, bring him back to us."
"It doesn't matter though does it, I left him when he needed me the most.."
11 months and one week ago:
Haley:
Closing up the café on my own, always bothered me, that was when I noticed Karen's absence the most. When I knew she was gone. It hurt the most then. A knock at the door startled me out of the trance I was in as I cleaned the tables, I looked up a young man stood at the door, drenched from the downpour, I felt a little bad.. But still, I had the closed sign up, couldn't he take a hint. I walked to the door, not opening it, "We're closed, sir. I'm sorry, we'll open back up tomorrow." He actually looked upset, "Look, I know you're closed.. But its pouring out here and all I want is a hot cup of coffee, I'll pay double and get out of your way as quickly as possible, I promise." My brain told me to walk away and let him continue to read the closed sign, but my heart won this battle. "Okay, just be done by the time I'm done cleaning." I walked behind the counter as he took of his soaked jacket and had a seat, I handed him the cup of coffee, and went back to cleaning the tables. "This you're café?" I cleared my throat a little bit, "No, um.. I just uh work here." He nodded, but clearly wasn't satisfied with the answer I gave, "That answer sounds like there's a story behind it." I continued cleaning, "No, I just work here." He smiled, "Okay.. I'll let you stick with that story."
"Ah, by the way.. I'm Logan." He extended his hand, I walked closer and shook it, "Haley, nice to meet you." He smiled, "Its very nice to meet you as well, Haley."
11 months and one week ago:
Lucas:
I listened to what was now the 12th message from Peyton, I couldn't call her back. I wanted to, I knew deep down hearing her voice would help, it'd ease the pain I was feeling deep down into my gut just a little. But instead of giving into the urge to call her, I called up my drug dealer instead. "It's Lucas." "Ah, Luke.. What we talkin about this time?" Why did he even bother to ask? He already knew, "Same stuff." I cleared my throat, "But uh, throw in some more." "You got it."
11 months and 1 week ago:
Peyton:
Calling wasn't working so I was giving in, I was going to see him. I didn't know whether it was a mistake or the right choice but I didn't care, it was Luke. The same Luke who was always saving me, it just might take sometime to get him back, but I had to try. I didn't even bother to knock, if he wasn't answering the phone I figured the same would go for the door so I barged in and almost burst into tears, he was laying in bed, but it wasn't Lucas.. Not the Lucas I knew, he was laying still almost as if he was asleep, but his eyes we're open, but when I looked into them I saw nothing, I'd never seen someone alive that looked so dead. I walked over to the bed slowly, not even sure if he was aware I was there yet, I wiped a tear from my eye and sat down.. "Luke, I've been trying and trying to call you." No movement, no acknowledgement that I was even in the same room. I slid his body into an upright position, "Luke.. Talk to me, please." Finally he looked at me but I felt no relief, my heart sunk, you could tell every part of him had given up. He was hollow.
11 months and 1 week ago:
Haley:
"Wow, Haley.. I really didn't mean to take up so much of you're time, but I do think you're partly to blame for keeping me here, you've got quite the charm." Logan had a slight southern accent and it made me a little weak in the knees with each drawl of his tongue, what was wrong with me? I did not react this way to anyone! But this man had done gotten under my skin in a matter of minutes. "My fault huh? Well you we're the one that said one cup of coffee and you'd be gone, I didn't make you stay." I smiled a big smile at him, I couldn't help it, he brought out a side of me I didn't even know existed. "No, you didn't. But I couldn't just leave after meeting Miss Haley, it is miss isn't it?" I smiled, "Yes, Miss Haley it is." He nodded and smiled as he downed the rest of his cup, "So does Miss Haley have a man in her life?" I cleared my throat and busied myself with cleaning, I didn't want to look at him I was unsure of how I would react, he was making my head spin. "No, no man."
11 months and 1 week ago:
Lucas:
I heard the door open, but I didn't move, wouldn't move. I didn't even care who had walked in, I just needed silence, the peace of being alone. If I laid still enough maybe I'd get it back. I felt someone sit down on the bed, and then her voice filled my ears and I wanted to snap out of it, "Luke, I've been trying and trying to call you." I couldn't move, I didn't know how to respond, what to say to her. I felt her hands grab a hold of me, and with a bit of struggle she got me to sit up, "Luke.. Talk to me, please." I looked at her, tears brimming her eyes, I wanted to smack myself for hurting her, causing the tears, comfort her, say the right words that would fix this, but as expected, I didn't. "What do you want me to say, Peyton?"
"Tell me how does it feel now?
It's too late too much to forget about can't stop now
How does it feel now?
Well I'm only asking because I wanna know
How does it feel now?"