AN: Hey guys, I just figured I'd let you know that I found a new muse so there will be more chapters up quickly and maybe even another story; either La Bella Vita or We Belong Together. Check out their previews on Parts of Stories, and let me know what you think. Anyway onto this story, I know many of you are asking what Lucas is doing, but I promise you that will be answered in two chapters. Please review…and I don't own anything.

Chapter 3: ~ "What hurts the most was being so close and having so much to say and watching you walk away"

I pulled up to Peyton's a mere three hours after I left my house, and I was still a mess. I was still crying and I had my makeup running down my face; some way to greet your best friend, whom you haven't seen in three years. With a sleeping Landon in my arms and Lily sheepishly walking beside me, I walked up to Peyton's door and knocked on it. A zombie Peyton came and opened the door, with Jake protectively standing behind her; both of them not knowing who it would be so late.

"Brooke, what happened?"

"Hi, Aunt Peyton!!!" Lily said and jumped into Peyton's arms; they were both definitely awake right now.

"Hey Lily pants. Wow, you've gotten really big." Peyton said, noticing that I did not want to talk about what happened in front of the kids.

"I know, the last time you saw me I did not have a little brother."

"I see that. And I guess this little guy must be Landon. Brooke, hand him over."

"Mhm," that was all I could muster out of my mouth and Peyton noticed that.

"Brooke, he's adorable."

"Mhm," I said on the verge of tears.

"Jake, why don't you take Lily and Landon and watch TV, while I take Brooke upstairs?"

"Ok, babe."

"Come on Brooke," Peyton said leading me upstairs to their bedroom. Jake and Peyton were totally sleeping before I came, the bed was messy. I wasn't surprised; it was 4 in the morning.

"Peyton we got into this huge fight. It was the worst I have ever seen," I said full on crying like I did in the car.

"What happened, Brooke?"

I retold the night's events to Peyton, describing what I exactly put into the note I wrote Lucas.

Dear Luke,

First off I would like to say how insensitive you really are. Coming home late like this, I would never expect that from you. I thought you were better than that, the man I fell in love with would never do that. I had planned a special night for us, I put the kids to bed early and made you're favorite dinner because I had some news to tell you. I "popped" and I am sure you think that that is not news, but I do. But no, you had to go out again tonight doing Gods knows what and you don't even have the decency to call or even return me calls, telling me where you are. You can't keep doing this Luke, you have a loving family who cares so much about you and needs you. What you did tonight really hurt, especially attempting to through the vase at me and walking out. You know what; Lily heard us and told me that seeing us fighting makes her feel sad and she starts to cry. Hearing that just breaks my heart even more. Our children should not have to hear us like that; we shouldn't even act like that. I'm going up to Peyton's and I'm taking the kids with me. I don't know when I'll be back; I just need time to sort some things out.

With all my love,

Brooke

"Come here Brooke," Peyton said, reaching over and embracing me in a hug I much desperately needed.

We stayed like that for a really long time, and before I knew it Peyton had fallen asleep. Being the good friend, I tucked her in, gave her a kiss on the forehead, and thanked for everything. I then walked downstairs to check on Jake and my kids. I found all three of them sleeping: Jake sleeping on the couch with Landon also sleeping on his lap, and Lily sleeping on the floor. I put blankets on all three of them and admired the picture. I actually took a picture of the three of them with my phone. It was so cute. Jake was going to be a great father some day, I can already tell. Peyton is lucky to be with him.