Hey! Okay so I screwed something up last chapter. xxlostxangelxx pointed out that I called Peyton . This is my B because she is a Scott. So my apologizes! Thank you for correcting me!

Next up, I know that I will probably get some nasty reviews for the way I am going to portray Lucas, but bear with me please. He won't always be a gigantic ass! I just wanted to try out something different this time than I am used to. I love Brucas fluff like all of the loyal followers, but in reality all guys can be dicks! Lol

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Lucas stumbled back to his house in a daze. He kept trying to tell himself that what Brooke said was a figment of his imagination. No way could she have just said she was pregnant. They were always so careful when it came to sex. He couldn't remember a time when they slipped up and forgot, not once. He stood in front of his house and looked around. Everything seemed different, smaller. His gigantic house no longer looked so big and the lawn seemed smaller. It felt like everything in his world was trying to trap him. He stumbled through the door and went right to his bedroom, without so much as a word to anyone. He sat on the edge of his bed and looked around at the basketball posters surrounding him.

"This is my dream. There is no way I will let anyone take it away from me, not after I worked so hard for it," he mumbled to himself. He glanced up to see his baby sister entering his room.

"Hey Luke, are you okay," Peyton asked questioningly. She noticed that he didn't say a word. He just starred at her like he was lost in some type of daze. She walked closer and waved her hands in front of his face.

"What," he hissed at her. "I'm not in the mood, so if you came up here to lecture turn around and leave."

She looked at him shocked. Lucas never talked to her like that. Her, Nathan, and Lucas had a rock solid bond with each other and never talked to the others disrespectfully. In fact, her brothers were very protective of her and always put her on some type of pedestal. "What is wrong with you Lucas? Is there a reason you are treating me like shit?"

He suddenly felt guilty. He couldn't take out his problems on his sister. She hadn't done anything wrong, nor deserved to be snapped at. He was angry at her though because he knew she had kept that secret from him. She didn't tell him about Brooke and blood should be stronger than friendship, in his eyes. He calmed himself before he spoke again. "Why didn't you tell me Peyton? You are my sister, how could you keep that from me?"

She looked at him nervously. What is it that he thinks she knows? "Uhhhh……what are you talking about Luke," she asked as she sat in his desk chair.

"Don't fucking play stupid with me Peyton. You and her are best friends. I AM FAMILY. I should have known before you," Lucas exclaimed as he rose from the bed, anger flushing through him. He clenched his fists at his side, his cheeks flushed, and his eyes were dark from anger. "Who has she been sleeping with, because I know that baby is not mine," he yelled, but not loud enough for the rest of his family to hear.

Peyton's mouth dropped. To say that she was shocked was an understatement. She just looked at her brother and knew that he was terrified. She herself was terrified for him. She knew that having a baby would interfere with everything he had planned and going for himself. Her heart went out to her best friend though. Brooke must be so scared right now, and she wasn't the only one who got herself into that predicament. She knew her best friend had only been with Lucas and it angered her to hear her brother say that she had slept around. It was all starting to make sense to Peyton now. That was why Brooke was upset today and had been crying. It wasn't about the fight that she had, had with Lucas at all.

"Pregnant? Brooke is pregnant? You guys are having a baby," she starting saying anything that came to her mind until Lucas interrupted her.

"Brooke is pregnant, but I will tell you right now it's not from me. No way is that baby mine and I am not losing everything I have worked for because my ex-girlfriend became a slut and cheated…." He didn't get to finish his sentence because Peyton slapped him hard across the face. He grabbed her wrist and was about to push her out of his room when her tears came and she wouldn't budge from her spot.

"Lucas, if Brooke is pregnant you are 100% the father. You were the first and only one she has ever been with. So help me god if you think you are going to push the blame on someone else. Grow up and be a fucking man for Christ's Sake," she spat at him as she stormed from her room to the place she knew she had to go.

After she was sure Lucas had left, she needed to get out of the house. She felt like the walls were closing in on her. She had let him stand on her porch and yell at her to open the door, call her a whore, and deny that anything was his fault. For some reason she felt no anger towards him. She wasn't going to tell him, but she figured that she may as well get it out in the open before he found out on his own. The two of them had always been honest with each other, no matter what the circumstances were. She knew that he would be angry, hell she had been when she went to the doctors that morning. Her and Lucas had always been extra careful when it came to sex. She wasn't sure how this had happened, but it was her responsibility to own up to. She didn't ask Lucas for anything or help. She knew he had a life and dream to live and she wasn't going to be the one to stop him. She looked down to see Peyton calling again and hit the ignore button. She didn't feel like talking to anyone right now. She just needed some space.

She found herself at the park at a nearby elementary school. She hoped that she wouldn't get in trouble for being there so late; she needed a place to just clear her head for a while. It was kind of ironic that she ended up here. This was where she met her best friend Peyton and her brothers. Her fingers grazed the monkey bars and a smile appeared. This was where Lucas had pushed her off and told her girls had cooties when they were small children. He loved sports and everything in between, but it took him forever to take a liking to girls. His first 'girlfriend' had been a spunky redhead named Rachel at the tender age of twelve. He broke up with her after a week because he didn't want to hold her hand.

This image made Brooke laugh. He never was great with the opposite sex. When he finally told her he had feelings for her Brooke was in ninth grade and he was in tenth grade. He had even asked her permission to kiss her. He had been very attentive and gentle with her. They waited over a year to sleep together and that was because Lucas wanted her to be in High School before they did that. Yes having sex in the tenth grade is way to young, but they always knew they would be together forever. Or so she thought.

Her stomach grumbled and she knew she would have to eat soon. Brooke Davis knew that this was going to be a struggle. She didn't know what to do and she hadn't had a lot of time to process anything. All that she knew was this was a part of her and Lucas and everything they shared. She knew she was too young to have a baby, and she didn't know if she could do this. Her parents didn't even live her. Raising a child when she was still a junior in high school would be tough. When did life become so complicated? She should be going to parties, enjoying cheerleading, laughing with her friends, and doing things she shouldn't be doing.

"Hi Brooke. I'm nurse Bella. The doctor wanted me to come in and set up your next appointment."

"What do you mean? Why do I have to come back," Brooke asked nervously.

"Since you are about eight weeks pregnant, we need to get everything ready for you. It will be informative—vitamins, dos/don'ts, ultrasound and all kinds of other stuff," the nurse smiled and handed Brooke her paperwork before turning to go out the door.

She knew all of the color had drained from her face. "Eight weeks pregnant," she mumbled while the tears escaped from her eyes. She had gone to the doctors because she thought she had the flu. The past week she had been very sick almost constantly. Her missed periods didn't give her a trigger because she had skipped many. The doctors told her because she was active and underweight that could happen. She never thought that would be the reason. She gathered up her stuff and quickly made her way from the office, not even stopping to schedule another appointment.

With memories flooding through her head she walked to a small diner. Her and Lucas always came here after late nights out. She almost didn't come for that reason, but she had to eat. She felt like she could eat the whole place and she would still want more. She sat in the dark corner and waited for the waitress to take her order. Every few minutes she would run her fingers across her flat stomach, thinking about if she should keep the baby or not.

"Earth to Brooke," Nathan snapped his fingers in front of her face.

Brooke jumped back into reality. She hadn't seen Nathan and Haley come in and they nearly gave her a heart attack. "Christ Nathan. You scared me. What are you doing out so late," she questioned. She saw him smirk and then raise his eyebrow at her.

"I could ask you the same. Haley and I just went to a late movie and we were hungry. Care if we join you?" He noticed Brooke nod, but she was uncomfortable with them being there and he knew it. Brooke didn't mind Nathan and Haley. They were the most adorable couple. Both of them were genuine and made her smile. Some of her best memories were with them. Nathan could make any tense situation a joke, and she learned to appreciate that so much, especially when her life had never been a joyride. She did love them both like family, but right now she was trying to escape everyone. Especially the Scott's.

Haley's eyes almost popped out of her head when the waitress placed all of the food in front of Brooke. "Are you feeding an Army or something," she joked. This earned her a laugh from Brooke and Nathan. "Okay, you are too small to eat that amount of food, so where is Lucas? He is the pig who eats so much," she laughed but stopped when she saw Brooke's face and body shift uncomfortably.

"Uhhhh….me and Lucas. We, uh, we're…..broken up. I was just hungry." She had eaten most of her food and shared the rest with her friends. They knew she didn't want to talk about what happened so they didn't ask. They would ask Lucas later. They sat in a comfortable silence while Brooke waited for her credit card to come back. She was just about to say something when her eyes averted to the door. The sight almost made her sick. It was Lucas and Rachel and they looked like more than just two friends hanging out. Brooke quickly shoved her credit card into her purse and said her goodbyes to Nathan and Haley.

When he saw her he looked like he wanted to shake her and yell, but he kept his distance. He wanted to hurt her like she was trying to do to him. When she had to walk by him, he pulled Rachel into a quick kiss. He wanted her to stop and say something, but she walked by like she didn't even know him. This pissed him off so he excused himself from Rachel and followed Brooke outside.

"What are you doing out so late. I'm sure it's not good for your so called baby," he spat at her.

"You know what Lucas just shut up. I've heard enough from you tonight to last a lifetime. Grow the fuck up," she said as she was turning around to walk away.

She was the only one who could make him love her and hate her at the same time, and this pissed him off to no avail. He grabbed her arm and forced her to look at him. "Brooke listen to me. You are too young for a baby. I'm sorry that this happened to you, but I know it's not mine. You should have an abortion," he said with no emotion in his voice. He looked at her green eyes, clouded with anger and fear and tears ready to spill.

Something inside of her snapped when he said those things o her. She couldn't hold back anymore and for the first time since the morning she didn't hold anything back. "Not yours, you piece of shit!" She looked around and saw the crowd starting to watch the altercation between the two. "You know I'm the only one you have been with and deny this all you want, but you are the father. And as far as abortion," her voice started to shake and she knew the tears were falling at this point. "Fuck you. You have no right to even ask me that. You promised me forever and your throwing all of this on me. From this point on you mean nothing to me," she yelled as she ripped herself from him.

He balled his fist against his sides. He meant nothing to her. Fine, he could act the same too. "Spread all the lies you want, you are a filthy whore. You never meant anything to me," he yelled at her running figure. He pushed past the crowd and walked away from everyone, not wanting to deal with anyone. After all of the years they had been together she could tell him he means nothing to her. She was his life and because she couldn't think with a clear head she had to take it out on him. He stormed through his room and punched a hole in his wall. He was grateful his parents were out of town otherwise he would have to explain this.

He made a decision that night that he wasn't going to have another thing to do with Broke, no matter what he felt for her. She could go and live her life and have whoever's baby she was carrying. He was going to live his life and get his dreams.

Denial is bliss. Until the day you have to realize what the truth is.

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