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Chapter Sixteen

"What made you even start doing drugs?" Lucas asks, looking at Peyton across the bed. "I never thought you would ever do drugs, why would you do drugs? I really don't understand, Peyton, was your life really that bad that you turned to drugs. I know you say that it was the friends that started you on drugs, but it was your choice to do the drugs in the first place. Why?"

"I was so lost," Peyton pauses, wiping the tears away from her eyes. "I was having a hard time with raising Sawyer while running a business all by myself. I had to call Brooke to come take care of Sawyer. I started going to bars and clubs that's when I met Alton, Brett, Chloe, and Jeremy. We started hanging out, going to clubs and bars. Chloe left a few months after we left, I don't know what happened to her. So it just became me and the guys. Brett was the one who introduced me to the drugs. Almost every weekend, we would do drugs. Alton and Jeremy didn't really approve of the whole drug thing so they went off to do their own thing. One weekend, it was the weekend right after my father died, we did a lot of drugs… Alton and Jeremy were the ones who found us. It was too late to save Brett, but I was still alive, hanging on a thread. They got me to the hospital and they were able to save me. When I was released from the hospital three days later, Alton, Brett, and Brooke brought me to a rehab center. I was there for almost a year when I got out I was clean. I got my life back together and I focused my life back on Sawyer. When I first saw Sawyer again after I got out, I was so ashamed that I even did drugs, to begin with. How could I just throw the light of my life to the side? How could I do that to her? I was the worst mother ever. I know you will say that I'm not, but when I was doing drugs I was. I completely ignored her for almost a year… How could I do that to my baby?"

"I'm sorry about your father," Lucas starts, taking Peyton's hand into his own. "I wish I could have been there. If I had been there then you would have never touched those drugs. There is something I have to confess to you. I know you are going to be mad at me, but I have to tell you. Ever since you showed up, it's been weighing on my mind. Okay, here it goes… Since Sawyer was seven, I have known where you two have been. One time when Brooke and Julian were away, I volunteered to get their mail, one day when I Brooke's mail I noticed a letter with familiar writing on it, I knew it was your handwriting. I saw the address and wrote it down. When Brooke and Julian came back, I left. I drove all night and I stumbled upon your town, your house, and your bakery. I saw you and our daughter. I wanted to go to you two but, then I saw you with this man. I watched as you kissed him and hugged like you use to kiss and hug me. I knew right then you had moved on so I left, but since I knew your address, I figure I would send Sawyer gifts for Christmas since I didn't know her birthday…"

"Oh," Peyton says.

"Oh," Lucas says. "That's all you have to say."

"Well, that explains the gifts Sawyer got from someone every Christmas," Peyton says. "As far as that guy you saw me kiss and hug, you would have noticed that I kissed him on the cheek and gave him a side hug, nothing like the way I kiss and hug you that is my neighbor's grandson, we're friends and that's all."

"Oh," Lucas says.

"Oh is right," Peyton says. "So I guess it's time we discuss Sawyer."