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Haley was done decorating, her friends would be here any second and she couldn't wait to Lucas' friend comes. She wondered who the old man was and how he knew Brooke. Haley saw Nathan eating the fruit that was on the table. She had been telling him all night not eat the fruit.
"Nathan!" Haley shouted, pointing a finger at her husband. Nathan raised his eyebrows, seeing that he just had been caught. Haley quickly walked towards him, taking the fruit out of his hand. "Seriously?" Haley frowned, seeing how she kept telling him to stop eating the fruit.
"I didn't eat all day, I have been helping you decorate." Nathan reminded his wife. Haley noticed that she was being a little hard on Nathan all day today.
"I'm sorry," Haley huffed, rubbing her forehead to show that she was stressed. She was worrying about Lucas and this stranger that he was bringing. She was feeling that he could be nice or just a weirdo on the street.
"What's wrong with you hales?" Nathan wrapped his arm around her, comforting her like he always does. Haley shook her head, there was a lot of things that she was worried about. She was worried about everything involving Lucas and Davis.
"I'm scared for Lucas and I'm scared for Davis." Haley confessed to her husband. Nathan nodded, he could understand.
"Me too." Nathan said to her, agreeing with her. They had been worried about the both of them since Brooke was gone. They just worried about Lucas and how he was going to cope when it was time.
"It's just, Lucas doesn't want to talk about Brooke. All he does is read those letters-" Haley started to say.
"He's just trying to cope, Hales." Nathan rubbed her back.
"That's not coping." Haley pointed out.
"Oh, and what your doing is coping?" Nathan cocked his head a little, judging his wife. "You watch the video twice day and you cry every time." Nathan informed her. Haley rubbed her face, she felt like she was falling apart.
"When I'm at my worst, Brooke was always there for me and now she's not." Haley tried not to make herself cry. Nathan pulled her in for a hug, tightly wrapping his arms around her. Nathan didn't want to see Haley like this. They were all grieving, and so was Nathan. He had to be tough because they all needed someone to talk to.
"You're going to be fine, hales. I promise." Nathan said to her and with that being said. There doorbell rang. Haley whipped her tears from her face and put on a fake smile. It seemed like what everybody was doing lately. "You said Lucas was being a friend." Nathan said to her, putting the food outside.
"Yea, some old guy." Haley opened there. There was Lucas, Davis and the old man. Haley stood there awkwardly, knowing that heard what she said. She was right at the door when she said it.
"I would like to be called old man." The old man raised his eyebrow, correcting her. He moved past her and walked into the home. He was amazed of how big the house was and how this was similar to a mansion. "Woah, who did you get married to? Football player?" The old man used his crane to help him walk to the backyard. He saw a young man, putting the food at a large table in the middle of the yard. "You must be Nathan." The old man pointed at him, taking a seat at the large table. Nathan nodded, seeing Lucas and Haley following behind him.
"Uh, yea and I didn't catch your name." Nathan said down next to him.
"That's because I didn't throw it out to ya'" The old man said, making a slight joke. Haley laughed, sitting next to the old man. She wanted to know more of how he knew Brooke and if he had any stories to tell them. "Brooke would have laughed about that to." The old man winked at Haley. Lucas sat down next Haley, rocking Davis from side to side.
"Uh, speaking of," Haley had this excited look on her face, plus she didn't wan to be rude with the old man. The old man knew what she wanted and he knew that she was close friend of Brooke.
"You want to know how I know Brooke." The old man guessed.
"Yes, but that's if you want to." Haley said to him.
"I don't think I even have a choice." The old man laughed, looking over at Nathan. Nathan laughed as well, the old man was a light inside a darkness that they carried with them.
"Yea, me either." Nathan said to him.
"Ayo!" There was a loud voice behind them. Haley quickly stood up, seeing Mouth, Millie, Skills walking down to the backyard. She placed her index finger over her mouth.
"Shh!" She said loudly with agression. "Jamie's in the back sleeping." Haley told them, sitting back down and giving the old man his full attention. Lucas smirked a little, seeing how Haley acted around the old man.
"Some kind of party when your sons in the back sleeping." Lucas said to her, cracking a joke. Haley wanted to slap Lucas on the shoulder but he was holding Davis. Lucas rose Davis up a little. "You could say Davis is my shield." Lucas winked at her. Haley rolled her eyes, looking back at the old man. They all sat the table, eating a little bit of the fruit and cheese and crackers.
"Who are you?" Mouth pointed at the old man.
"Well, boy, it's not good to point at someone." The old man informed him. Mouth quickly placed his finger down in split second and mouth 'sorry'. Skills hit Mouth on the shoulders, asking what wrong with him for pointing his finger at the old man.
"Sorry about him, what's your name?" Skills asked, welcoming anyone that knew his friends.
"Brooke would call me old man, so I guess that's what you would call me." The old man said to the young kids around the table. They all looked at each other, confused at what he just said.
"You knew Brooke?" Mouth leaned forward a little. Millie held onto Mouth's arm, she was a little nervous.
"How?" Skills quickly asked him.
"He was just going to tell us that before you rudely interrupted us." Haley looked back at them, giving them an angry look. Haley turned back around to the old man, with a bright smile. "You can continue." Haley informed him. The old man took in a deep breath.
"I knew Brooke ever since she was in high school, when she meant Lucas." The old man looked over at Lucas. Lucas smiled a little, he couldn't wait to hear this story more in detail. "I have a bookstore across the street from the cafe." The old man said to them.
"I always wondered who owned that place," Mouth said to Millie but everyone could hear him.
"She came to bookstore one night, eager to read a book, any book that would make her "Smarter" she would say." They all laughed, knowing that was Brooke he was talking about. "She wanted to impress this boy at her school. I kept telling her that any boy would be lucky to have her but I just sounded like an old man hitting on a teenage girl, which was not the case." The old man said to them. They had bright smiles on their face and they couldn't help but laugh at his slight jokes. "After that, she would come every day. She would spend time with me but mostly in the book store. She would make sure that I wasn't alone or make sure that I was okay." The old man huffed. "She was there everyday until she wasn't there anymore. She came by my bookstore on the last day that she was on this earth, she gave me a box full of stuff for a man named Lucas. She told me that he would be here soon to collect it. She told me that she loved me and kissed me on my cheek and that was the last time I saw her." The old man said to her. Haley quickly whipped the tear from eyes, she didn't want to cry in front of everyone. "She told me about you Haley James Scott." The old man winked at her, touching her hand. Haley looked up at him with a slight smile. "She told me that you were her best friend, she loved you very much." The old man tapped her hand, making her feel better. Lucas could tell that old man had nothing else to say to them.
"I have a letter." Lucas said to all of them. He pulled out the letter from his jacket, and unfolded it.
"It's from Brooke." Millicent smiled, knowing the pink writing from anywhere. They all sat back, wondering what the letter would say.
"I think this is for all of us, after I read it." Lucas said to all of them. Lucas handed the letter to Haley, wanting her to read it. Haley excepted.
"Today is the day that I stop wondering and worrying about what will happen next. I stop myself from worrying about the future and if my family and friends are going to be okay...because I know they will," Haley smiled, wondering what Brooke was doing while she was writing this letter. "I know that my friends and family will always be there for each other, even at the toughest times but I want them to know that I love them, with everything I had. I always thought of them, even when I had to make the toughest decision of my life. I chose them, over my life and I'll do it again if I have to. Haley James Scott, I hope that you continue teaching and make the next generation great. Everyone should have a great mind like you Haley." Haley wasn't crying anymore, she was so happy and proud. "Nathan, I hope that you become the coach of the ravens and help Lucas. God knows he needs it. You are more than just a small town boy." Haley laughed and so did everyone else. "Millie, my sweet millie, focus on your work. Take this town by showing that not everyone is not a size zero and flaunt it and own it. Skills, Stop chasing after girls and focus on you. Believing that you could do whatever you put your mind to. Find the one. Mouth, you have been my right hand men since the day I meet you. Now, I need you to be there for Haley and Lucas. And please take care of Millie for me. You guys need each other. And old man, I hope that you are there. I hope that you find happiness and not to have burdeon over your shoulder. I love you, with everything that I have. I want you to do something great. Lucas, my dear Lucas. Don't live your life in box, I want you to do amazing things that I couldn't do. Be there for everyone and Davis. Do the things that you wouldn't do before. I love you all, take care of one another. For me. Love, Brooke." Haley stopped, she looked up and everyone had tears in their eyes. They didn't want to cry but it was hard for them not to. This was something that they had never experienced before.
"I have something to say," Lucas smiled, looking down at his son. Lucas stood up, holding Davis. "I'm the new coach for the raves," Lucas said to them. They all gasped. "And," Lucas stopped them from cheering. "I'm going to write again...I'm going to write about the letters and about Brooke. I want her memory to live on forever." Lucas said to them. They all clapped, standing up and giving Lucas pat on the back. Lucas felt good, he felt like himself again and nothing could bring him down.
"I'm proud of you, Luke." A voice that he never heard in a long time. A voice that he never wanted to hear, ever again. That voice was like a sting in his back and it made his throat burn. They all turned around, to a blonde that they thought they would never see again. It was Peyton, she stood there with a slight smile. Lucas froze, he didn't know what to do or say but they were angry, he could feel that.
Brooke felt her back hurting again, it was on fire. She was now 6 months pregnant and her due date was almost here. Everything was settled and she had written her last letter. She placed the letter in the envelope and slid the box under the bed for Lucas to find. She was going to get through this, she knew that she would. The doorbell rang, her friend was at the door and she couldn't wait to speak to her. They haven't talked in a long time. Brooke raced to the door, as fast she could. She opened the door and Peyton stared at stomach, seeing how large Brooke was.
"Wow," Peyton said to her, not wanting to touch Brooke's stomach. Brooke laughed, she realized that she was out of breath. Brooke took Peyton's hand, trying to let Peyton feel her stomach. But Peyton snatched her hand back, not wanting any part of it. "No." Peyton said to her. Brooke could see that Peyton was a little off.
"Peyton I have something to tell you," Brooke said to her. Peyton rolled her eyes, she didn't care about anything that Brooke had to tell her. She was so angry with Lucas and Brooke, she felt like they didn't care about what she had to say. "I care about you," Brooke turned around, she hated seeing her friend like.
"You still do, after all that happened?" Peyton questioned her. Brooke smiled, she would always care about Peyton.
"Of course, P. Swayer. You're my best friend, if you still want to be best friends." Brooke said to her. Peyton didn't want any of that, she wanted to stay far away from Brooke and Lucas as she possibly could. "I miss you, I want you to be in Davis' life." Brooke asked her. Peyton rolled her eyes and laughed. She thought Brooke was crazy to think that Peyton would ever be her friend.
"You have got to be kidding me," Peyton laughed to herself. The smile on Brooke's face faded, she thought that Peyton would be forgiving. "What makes you think that I will ever become friends with you again," Peyton took a step towards Brooke. "I'm in love with your husband!" Peyton yelled. Brooke felt a word of anger fill her body but she just stood there. "You're selfish." Peyon grabbed her leather jacket.
"I'm selfish?!" Brooke asked her. "I have let you take Lucas, again and again, thinking that you were the one for him! Putting you before myself but I'm doing that again! I wont let you!" Brooke screamed at the top of her lungs. Peyton sharply turned around.
"You have done nothing for me!" Peyton yelled back.
"I was the only person that didn't leave Peyton!" Brooke cried, Peyton paused and realized how true that was. Brooke had always been by her side whenever she needed her, and she never left.
"It doesn't matter. Lucas doesn't love you," Peyton didn't want to face the facts.
"Well, he sure as hell doesn't love you." Brooke said to her. Peyton quickly punched Brooke in face, not thinking. Brooke turned over, not realizing that she was falling. She fell hard, on her stomach on the ground. There was a loud grunt that came from Brooke but then there was silence. Peyton didn't realize what she had done, she took a step back in shock. There was blood coming from Brooke.
"Oh my god," Peyton reached down, trying to wake up Brooke. The door swung up and Lucas and Haley walked inside, hearing yelling from inside. Lucas gasped, seeing a pool of blood and Brooke was laying in it. Then he saw Peyton, beside her. Peyton shook her head, trying to make them understand. "I didn't- I-" Peyton tried to say. Haley was already on the phone with police.
Soon, they were at the hospital. There was panic in Lucas' voice, he didn't know what to do. He had to make toughest decision of his life and that means losing the girl that he loves. He looked up at the doctor, they all waited for an answer. Haley placed a soft hand on his shoulder, assuring him that everything was going to be okay. Lucas nodded, he had force the words from his mouth.
"My son, save my son." Lucas cried, he couldn't believe that he was doing this and that he could lose Brooke but this is what she wanted. Now, he would have to move on and deal with this pain for the rest of his life. The doctor nodded, walking back into the surgery room.
"Lucas-" Haley tried to say but he removed her hand from his shoulder. He started to walk back to where Peyton was, in the waiting room but she was gone. She was nowhere to be found. Lucas bundled up his fist, he wanted to have a few words with Peyton. Because of her, Brooke Davis was gone.
Back to the chaos in the back yard of Nathan, Lucas, Peyton, Mouth, Millie, Skills, old man and Haley James Scott. They didn't know what to say or do, they just stared at the blonde girl. She had this smirk on her face, like she had all this power and she wasn't afraid of anyone or anything. Lucas bundled his fist, grinding his teeth. He wanted to give Peyton hell but he had to be a man. He looked back, seeing Skills holding Davis. Haley put down her drink and stood in front of Peyton. She didn't say a word for a long moment, she didn't know what to say but she did know what she wanted to do. Haley punched her with her might, her anger, sadness and misery was all in the punch. It was so powerfull that Peyton was knocked out cold. They all stood around her, the old man was confused. He stood up, walking towards Lucas and see the girl on the floor.
"Who is this young lady?" The old man said, wondering if she was okay. Peyton started to move a little but her eyes were still closed.
"That's Peyton," Lucas said to her. "She killed Brooke," Lucas said to him. The old man didn't have any words and then his anger build up. Peyton opened her eyes, seeing everyone surround her. Lucas crouched down to Peyton's level. He wanted her to hear every word of what he was going to say. "Are you okay?" Lucas asked her. Peyton smiled happily, happy that wondered how she was doing.
"Yea," Peyton rubbed her chin.
"Good, because I want you to hear this," Lucas said to her, Peyton frowned. She thought this would be romantic. "I lost all the love that I have for you, there is just anger now." Lucas said to her. Peyton began to cry, she knew that blew her chance with Lucas.
"I'll go start the car," The old man said to Lucas, walking past everyone.
"Lucas, don't say that." Peyton cried, trying to hold his hand.
"You took away the person that gave me meaning to life. The only person that really understood me," Lucas tried to calm himself down but he was so angry and he had been waiting to tell Peyton this since she left. "You took away Davis' mother!" Lucas yelled in her face. "I will never forgive you for that." Lucas said to her.
"Lucas," Peyton cried.
"You took away our best friend...my best friend. There is not forgiving for that. None." Lucas stood up, grabbing Davis. He began to walk away but then remembered that he had a letter. "Oh," He took a step back, facing Peyton. "Oddly, Brooke was trying to forgive you for kissing me and telling me that you love and to not marry her." Lucas said to her. "I don't know why but that's Brooke Davis, she had a good heart. She would have loved to see her son," Lucas noticed that he was crying and tears were rolling down his face. "You don't deserve this," Lucas held up a letter. "But Brooke thought you did," Lucas threw the letter at Peyton's face and didn't say another word.