Haley dropped Sawyer off and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "See you tomorrow sweetie. Looks like your mom's here." She said.
Sawyer shrugged, "That's so weird. It's the second day she's here early."
Haley laughed at Sawyer's ambivalence, "Maybe she wants to spend time with you."
It was Sawyer's turn to laugh, "Ha! Yeah right. I think she's just tired. She's been super busy lately. I don't blame her, if I had all that work, I think I'd die."
Haley gave her a sympathetic look, "Well you've been doing pretty good with all the work you've been doing lately. And don't forget to tell your mom that you're done with tutoring, your scores are up. Congratulations for that by the way."
"Thanks Aunt Haley. " She said as she got out the car.
Sawyer walked into her house and saw her mom on the phone in the office."
Peyton was surprised to see Sawyer home so early.
"Hey mom." Sawyer mouthed. She pointed her finger to her room, "I'm gonna be in my room." She whispered so she wouldn't interrupt her business call. Peyton put her hand on the speaker, "Soy wait. " she whispered. Sawyer didn't hear her and kept on walking, "Shouldn't you be in tutoring?" Peyton said a little more loudly, but she got no response. She heard the man on the other line "Hello? Heelllooooo?"
Peyton picked up the phone once more, "Hey JayJay sorry about that..." She quickly finished up with him and headed to her daughter's room.

Meanwhile, Sawyer was knee deep in her closet feeling disgusted at how much clothes she had, while becoming acutely aware at how repetitive Michael's wardrobe was.
Peyton knocked and waited for Sawyer's voice but she didn't call back, so she opened the door anyways.
"Soy?" She asked. Sawyer was throwing clothes all over the place. "Soy what are you doing?!"

Sawyer turned around with a start, "Oh Geez! Mom you SCARED me!"

Peyton pointed to the clothes all over the room, "Sawyer Scott, what are you doing?! Why aren't you in tutoring?"

Sawyer stood up, "Oh. My bad I should've told you, but you were on the phone. Aunt Haley says I'm done with tutoring. I got my grades up and stuff, and cheerleading practice is cancelled. Dad can vouch for me I swear. And I'm just reorganizing my closet, taking out clothes I don't need to give it to the shelter."

Peyton crossed her arms, unsure of how to respond to Sawyer who was just staring at her with her bright blue eyes, "Well good then. Your closet was getting a little too crowded. Your grades are up?"

"That's what I said Mom. Solid B plus. Are we done now?" Sawyer said impatiently while going back into her closet.

"Congratulations Soy." She said very simply, watching her daughter, "I'm proud of you."

Sawyer lifted her hand and waved it to acknowledge her mother's comment.

Peyton sat on her daughter's bed and watched as Sawyer threw things out of her closet. When Sawyer finally noticed her mom watching her she stopped, "Am I in trouble or something?" She asked slightly scared, thinking back to the detention of today.

"No sweetie you're fine." She said with a slight smile, while inside she was frustrated with how the dynamic between one another was no longer the loving one it once was. Sawyer still looked at her confused, "Sooo you're sitting on my bed just for…kicks?"

"I just wanted to spend some time in here with you. I've been pretty AWOL lately because of work. I can help you reorganize your closet." She said trying not to sound desperate.

Sawyer gave her mom a smile, "Mom it's fine, don't worry. I get it; you've got clients and stuff. And the music business probably isn't kid friendly anyways. I don't need help. Go back to work." She spoke sincerely.

Peyton suddenly felt guilty, because she knew the only reason she took on so much at work was because of what happened with Sawyer, but Sawyer still saw her mother's actions as pure.

"Soy." Peyton began taking a deep breath. "Take a break and sit down."

Sawyer looked at her mom hesitantly. Her and her mother hadn't talked since they had found out about the pills. She really wasn't up for it. Peyton looked at her and spoke impatiently, "Sawyer please just sit down."

"Alright, damn." She said while crossing her legs and sitting in the middle of her bed.

Peyton took a deep breath, "Soy. I, well, I just, I'm sorry."

"For what?" She asked genuinely.
"For leaving you out in the cold the way I did. I didn't just get busy at work. I made myself busy because of-"

Sawyer cut her off, "Because you guys found out about me taking those pills." She said dejectedly, "I don't blame you. I deserved it."
Peyton lifted Sawyer's head up. As she did so, the expression Sawyer had on was the same expression she wore when she was a young toddler and knew she did something wrong. It was an expression filled with regret and remorse. It hit Peyton right in the heart, "No sweetie."

"Mom, I-"

Peyton stopped her, "Let me finish Soy." Sawyer hung her head, but Peyton lifted it right back up, "You didn't deserve me icing you out. Okay? I'm so sorry. I really do regret it Soy. You're my baby and I just didn't want to think about it. It was stupid and immature of me."

Sawyer's lip quivered, "Don't feel bad mom I'm alright." She said trying to make her mom feel better.

"You should've been able to come to me. I should've hugged you and held you and told you everything was going to work out." Peyton said.

Sawyer couldn't help the tears slowly welling up in her eyes. That's what she wanted in that first week, when her mother was the most cold, but she stayed quiet. Peyton sighed thinking that she made Sawyer feel uncomfortable and self-conscious, "I'm, I'm sorry Soy. I didn't mean to be so mushy. I'll let you get back to it." She said patting her thigh.

"Wait. Don't go." Sawyer said. She looked at Peyton with the most vulnerable expression. Her façade of being fine melted away, "Does that mean you're not angry with me anymore?" She asked meekly. It was the question that had been in the back of her mind for ages.

"Sweetheart come here." She said pulling Sawyer in. She held her, "I might've been angry with you and disappointed, but I regret it, because I left you alone for a good while. I just want to make sure you're okay"

Sawyer smiled finally feeling vindicated, "I'm okay mom. I promise."

"I missed you Soy." She said.

"I missed you too momma."

… … … …(A week later)…..

Sam stared at the mileu of people in her mother's local store. She was at the counter with her head resting lazily on one of her hands. Ever since Jack left Brooke had tried to keep her busy, when in reality all Sam wanted was to get to Jack. She felt her phone vibrate.

Text: Hey Sam. I think we might be able to see each other. There's some foster kid convention going on here up until the weekend. You can come because you were once a foster kid!

Sam gleefully replied back to him.

Text: YES! I'm sure Brooke and Julian would be cool with that.

Sam felt someone push her from behind, "HEY!" she yelled surprised.

Brooke raised her eyebrow, "I put you up front so you can smile at my customers.." She said demonstrating the smile she wanted to see, "Not so you can look like a hoodlum."

"I never said I wanted to be in the front Brooke." Sam said with a bit of attitude.

Brooke narrowed her eyes, "Watch it kid." She said with warning.

Sam sighed and crossed her arms, "Well I don't. I'm just being honest."

"Well what do you want to do?" Brooke said annoyed.

Sam looked at her hesitantly, "I want to see Jack."

Brooke gave up on getting her to smile for her customers when Sam uttered Jack's name, "Fine Sam. Just sit down. This was a mistake."

Sam sat down and looked at her phone trying to figure out how to bring up the convention.

In all honesty, Brooke was actually a little annoyed at how Sam was dealing with Jack. She had hoped she would've taken it in stride, but she didn't blame her.

It was almost closing time, but as the store was winding down, Sam was startled by the door crashing wide open, by a fuming Julian.

"BROOKE!" He yelled.

The couple customers left turned their heads. Brooke came over to him hurriedly with an embarrassed smile and whispered fiercely to him, "WHAT. JULIAN. THERE ARE CUSTOMERS HERE."

Julian looked past her and saw Sam staring at him, chuckling at his outburst and her mother's mortification. He pointed directly at her, "YOU!" He said with determination.

Sam's eyes widened, "What?!" Brooke grabbed Julian's face and pulled it towards her, "What the hell is wrong with you?!"

Julian moved out of the way and grabbed Sam's arm lifting her from the chair.

"What the hell Julian?!" She said struggling.

Julian's eyes blazed, "The question should be, What the hell is wrong with you! What the fuck is this Sam? You're pregnant?! Now I get it. That's why you've been so needy for Jack and acting like your life's ending without him!"

Sam felt a blast of confusion, as she looked at the positive pregnancy test in his hand, "THAT"S NOT MINE YOU IDIOT!" She yelled now furious.

Julian felt someone grab the hand he was using to hold on to Sam and brashly pull it away. "STOP!" Brooke said forcefully. "Julian that is NOT Sam's, stop accusing her! And Samantha don't you DARE talk to your father that way. Apologize NOW!"

Julian looked at her confused and Sam was steaming. "Wait." He said, "Is it, Is it…"

She sighed, "YES Julian. It's mine."

"But I thought, I thought that we weren't try-"

Brooke rolled her eyes, "Well it looks like we did."

Julian felt a world of relief off his shoulders when he realized that her 14 year old daughter wasn't pregnant, but his wife was. Brooke still fuming at both parties, and possibly a little negligent to her feelings turned towards Sam, "Samantha, I'm waiting for the apology!"

By then some customers trickled out, while others stayed and eaves dropped.

Sam looked at Julian with a foolish smile on his face, excited for his baby, and forgetting that he had just accused Sam.

"What the fuck?!" She screamed, "Do you not care that he just accused me of being pregnant."

Brooke turned to Julian, who quickly snapped out of it, "Sam, I'm sorry." He attempted to reach out to her, but she pushed his hand away, "I freaked out. I was only scared for your well-being! Your mom and I weren't trying to have kids, that's why I assumed-"

Sam saw red, "That I'm just some sort of whore?! Just say it! You're all thinking it!" She said aloud to everyone in the store.

Brooke grabbed onto her, "SAM!" But Sam pulled herself away and ran out feeling helpless. Julian was about to leave to get her but Brooke stopped him, "Let her go Julian. She's angry." Julian sighed and looked at the awe-struck customers, "We're done! Go back to shopping!" He said frustrated. Julian looked at Brooke, she was angry. "Babe, I shouldn't have-"

"How could you accuse her Julian! You know how sensitive she is, you know it!" She said dejectedly and desperate.

"I know! But I just imagined her pregnant and I lost it. I need to apologize. I need to make it up to her. And now you're pregnant. Oh my God, everything just fell like a bombshell."
Brooke sighed, "I should've thrown that away outside."

"Why didn't you tell me?!"

"I was going to tell you today after work! So then, we could've talked to Sam. But now we can't! What the hell do you think is gonna happen now Julian! She can't handle this right now!"

He put his head in his hands feeling overwhelmed, "I know. I'm sorry!"

Sam ran to the park where she texted Sawyer, "Soy can you come to the park. I need to talk to you."

Sawyer looked at the text and immediately knew something was wrong. She grabbed her bag and headed out.

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