Chapter 7: Confusions and Revelations
“Brooke?” Peyton screamed as she slammed the front door behind her.
“In the kitchen”, Brooke screamed back.
Throwing her bag haphazardly on the floor, Peyton quickly made her way to the said destination.
“What’s all the screaming for P. Sawyer?” Brooke asked not looking up from the B. Davis magazine she was reading.
“Brooke put the damn magazine down. I need to talk to you”, Peyton screeched in a near hysterical tone.
“Woah, what’s got…..” Brooke trailed off as she looked at the wild look on her friends face.
“I am dead, Brooke. I am so dead”, Peyton moaned as she relayed the past 30 minutes in her head. She couldn’t believe how such a relatively normal day had turned into a nightmare in such a short time.
“What happened Peyt?” Brooke demanded worried. She knew whatever Peyton was going to say next wasn’t going to be good. Had sometime happened to Allison and Lucas?
“Lucas suspects Brooke. He suspects!” Peyton cried as she put her head in her hands, not knowing what to do.
“He suspects what Peyton?” Brooke choked out, her mouth suddenly feeling very dry.
“He suspects about Allison being his”, Peyton mumbled monotonously still not lifting her head from her arms.
“What! How do you know?” Brooke almost yelled the panic coming on full mode now. Peyton didn’t know that she had sent Allison with Lucas today. Could Lucas have known when he came to her house? Was that the reason he was so interested in spending the day with Allison? What if he said something to Allison? Oh god, she was in so much trouble now.
“Karen called me ½ an hour ago….” Peyton started as she remembered back to the call that had sent her day spiraling downwards.
Peyton had just arrived at Tric after interviewing one of her bands. It had been a long day and she was looking forward to going home and spending some quality time with her daughter. Just thinking of her little girl was enough to put a smile on her face. She was quickly distracted from her thoughts as she heard her cell phone ring.
Smiling at the name flashing on the screen, she quickly flipped open her phone and put it to her ear.
“Hey Karen”, Peyton greeted.
“Peyton, where have you been? I have been calling you since forever”, Karen said in a strained voice.
“I have been interviewing this band for the label, and I had my phone on vibration. What happened? Is everything okay?” Peyton asked, her smile faltering at the tone of Karen’s voice.
“Can you come over right now?” Karen asked, knowing that what she had to say to the younger woman had to be done face to face.
“Sure. Is everything okay, though?” Peyton asked worriedly. Now she was sure something was up.
“I’ll tell you when I see you”, Karen replied, and before Peyton could reply, she hung up the phone.
Now deeply concerned, Peyton quickly locked up her office and made her way to her car.
Driving as fast as she could without breaking the speed limit, she was in front of Karen’s house in 5 minutes.
Jumping out of the Comet, Peyton quickly made her way through the front yard and urgently knocked on the front door.
In less that 5 seconds, the door was opened by an extremely cheerful Lily.
“Hey Peyton”, the little girl greeted enthusiastically.
“Hey Lil”, Peyton replied, her voice a little strained.
“Come on in”, Lily opened the door further to let Peyton in.
“Where’s your mom?” Peyton asked getting right to the chase.
“Mom, your favorite daughter wants to know where you are”, Lily screamed, and Peyton winced at the loud sound. That girl sure did have some strong lungs.
“Send her to my room”, Karen shouted back.
“She doesn’t even try to deny that you’re her favorite daughter”, Lily grumbled, but Peyton could see the mischievous twinkle behind the girl’s eyes and knew that she was joking.
Just smiling in response, Peyton hastily made her way to Karen’s bedroom, and found the door to be wide open.
“Come on in, and close the door behind you”, Karen instructed.
“What happened Karen? You’re really scaring me”, Peyton said nervously as she took a seat at the foot of Karen’s bed.
“Peyton, what I going to say is going to freak you out, but you need to listen to me before you start jumping to conclusions and—”
“Just say it Karen”, Peyton interrupted firmly, her stomach twisting in anticipation.
“This morning at breakfast, Lucas asked me if Allison was his daughter”, Karen said bluntly as Peyton felt her heart stop beating.
“What did you say?” Peyton whispered, feeling like she was trapped in a nightmare, unable to wake up.
“I lied to him. I told him the biggest lie I had ever told my children. I saw his face crumble at my answer, but I kept my word to you”, Karen replied gently.
“How can he know? Did anyone tell him anything? Give him any hint? I don’t—”
“He just added two and two together Peyton. It was bound to happen”, Karen said soothingly.
“But the timing was wrong. He shouldn’t have figured it out. This wasn’t supposed to happen”, Peyton rambled, unable to grasp the situation.
“Lucas is smarter than you give him credit for”, Karen said seriously.
Peyton nodded slowly, finding it hard to breathe. Words failed her as she tried to calm down her racing heart. Why did everything always happen to her?
“Thank you”, Peyton said softly after a couple of minutes.
“It wasn’t my place to tell him”, Karen replied simply knowing why she was thanking him.
Nodding wordlessly, Peyton got up and made her way to the door.
“You know just because I denied the truth to him today, doesn’t mean he won’t figure it out. This is a small town, it won’t take him long to figure out the truth himself. And if I were you, I would tell him before he hears it from someone else”, Karen advised.
“I can’t tell him Karen. I won’t be responsible for ruining his life”, Peyton whispered, and with that she was gone.
“—And here I am”, Peyton finished with a sigh.
Brooke who had been listening to Peyton with a horrified look on her face, took a minute to let everything sink in before she started speaking.
“I honestly believed that the timing thing was going to throw him off for like a week or so. I mean I knew he would figure it out, but I didn’t know that it would be this fast”, Brooke said seriously.
“I don’t know how I’ll be able to keep this from him B. With him being around all the time, it will only be a matter of time before Ally breaks”, Peyton sighed running a hand through her messy hair. She had officially hit rock bottom. No matter which way she looked, all she could see were questions and dead ends.
“Speaking of Ally, where is she?” Peyton asked looking around as if waiting to see her daughter run in the kitchen and jump into her arms.
“Brooke?” Peyton questioned again when she didn’t receive any answer.
“Um, Peyton—you see-- um it wasn’t really my fault—she uh—” Brooke stuttered with an incredibly guilty look on her face.
“Just spit it out Brooke. Where is Ally?” Peyton asked once again with a dangerously calm voice.
“She’s with Lucas”, Brooke blurted out unable to meet Peyton’s fierce gaze.
“SHE’S WITH WHO?” Peyton screamed, her eyes bulging out of her face.
“Peyton I’m sorry—he just came over and I was leaving for the store and—”
“And you just decide to hand Ally to Lucas, despite knowing how delicate this situation is. Unbelievable, this is completely unbelievable”, Peyton muttered, feeling nauseous.
“He took matters out of my hand Peyton. When he asked to spend the day with Al, I told him that it was a bad idea. But he totally disregarded me, and asked Al if she wanted to spend the day with him. And before I could say anything, Al just nodded, and I couldn’t say anything anymore. I had no idea that he suspected either, or I would have never let him take her. You’ve got to believe me P”, Brooke pleaded.
“This can’t be happening. How long has she been with him?” Peyton asked quietly.
“7 hours”, Brooke said softly after she had consulted the clock.
“7 hours”, Peyton repeated faintly as if in a trance.
“I’ll call him, and tell him to bring her home”, Brooke said quietly as she took out her cell phone.
Brooke scrolled down her phonebook till she landed on Lucas’ number. Pushing the talk button, she put the phone to her ear and waited patiently for Lucas to pick up.
“Hey”, she heard Lucas’ voice from the other side of the line a couple of seconds later.
“Hey Luke. Where are you guys?” Brooke asked.
“We’re at the carnival”, Lucas replied, nearly shouting over the noises in the background.
“Oh. Where’s Allison?” Brooke questioned.
“She’s right here next to me. We’re standing in a line to buy ice-cream”, Lucas explained.
“Listen Lucas, can you bring Allison home”, Brooke said quickly.
“Um sure. Right now?” Lucas asked, and Brooke could hear the disappointment seeping from his voice.
“Yeah. Peyton’s home and its best if you guys come back as soon as you can”, Brooke said quietly.
“Okay. Let me just buy her ice cream and then we’ll be on our way”, Lucas said in a resigned tone.
“You’ve been with her for 7 hours Lucas. I think that’s pretty darn good for one day”, Brooke said kindly.
“We’ll be back in about 20 minutes”, Lucas sighed and hung up the phone.
“They’ll be home in 20 minutes”, Brooke said as she looked at Peyton who was staring unblinkingly at the table.
Sure enough 20 minutes later, the door bell rang interrupting the tense silence in the kitchen.
“You better clear off that dazed look off your face before Al freaks out”, Brooke advised as she made her way to answer the door.
Brooke had just opened the door when she felt two small hands going around her legs as Allison enveloped her legs in a bone-crushing hug.
“Good to see you too Al”, Brooke laughed as she untangled Allison from her legs.
“I thought you were my mommy”, Allison pouted as she looked up to face Brooke.
“Jeez, I can just feel the love”, Brooke said with a mock-hurt look on her face.
“I love you Aunt Brooke. I just missed mommy”, Allison explained.
“Mommy missed you too kiddo. She’s in the kitchen so why don’t you run down there and give her the biggest bear hug in the world”, Brooke suggested.
Once Allison had ran away screaming, “Mommy, I am home”, Brooke was left with a very uncomfortable looking Lucas at the door.
“Why don’t you come in Luke”, Brooke proposed.
“I don’t think that’s I good idea. I’ll just go”, Lucas muttered, hurt that Allison hadn’t even said bye to him.
“I’m sure Allison would be upset if you left before she had a chance to say bye. She’s just excited to see Peyton, it didn’t mean that she forgot about you”, Brooke said, correctly predicting his internal dilemma.
“I’ll step in for a couple of minutes I guess”, Lucas agreed as he walked inside the well-lit doorway.
“Great”, Brook smiled as she closed the door and led him to kitchen.
He had just entered the doorway leading to the kitchen when he felt his heart speed up as he looked at the scene in front of him.
Peyton was standing in the middle of the kitchen, hugging Allison tightly to her body as if she was her supply of oxygen, without which she wouldn’t be able to survive. He saw Allison smile contently as she laid her head on her mother’s shoulder, glad to be in her arms again.
They stayed in that position for a couple more minutes before Allison lifted her head from Peyton’s shoulder and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.
“I missed you mommy”, Allison whispered as she stroked the soft skin of her mother’s cheeks.
“I missed you too baby”, Peyton whispered as she opened her eyes.
“Why are you crying mommy? Did you have a bad day?” Allison asked innocently as a few tears escaped Peyton’s eyes.
“My day just got so much better honey”, Peyton said honestly as she ran her fingers through her daughter’s curly hairs. “How was your day? Did you have fun?”
“It was grrrreeeaattt. We went to the carnival and Lucas made me sit on that big wheel thing. I was so scared in the beginning, but Lucas said that he wouldn’t let anything bad happen to me. And guess what? I am not scared of tall things anymore. We also went to the horse ride, the teacups and Lucas won a teddy bear for me in one of the game booths”, Allison explained excitedly and Peyton knew without a doubt that today had been one of the best days of her daughter’s life.
“I think I am going to leave”, Lucas whispered to Brooke from where they were standing watching the mother-daughter interaction.
“Are you sure?” Brooke asked.
“Yeah”, Lucas confirmed tearing his eyes from the scene in front of him.
He turned around and was just about to leave the room when he was interrupted.
“Wait Lucas”, Allison called out as she made to get out of her mother’s arms.
Surprised, Lucas turned around to see Allison breaking free of her mother’s grasp and running towards him.
Lucas quickly opened his arms and caught her in his embrace without a second’s hesitation.
“You were going to leave without saying bye”, Allison pouted and immediately Lucas felt guilt flood him.
“I am sorry”, Lucas whispered softly, knowing that at this time honesty was the best policy.
“I had a lot of fun today”, Allison said shyly.
“Me too”, Lucas said honestly.
“Thank you”, Allison said for the second time that day, as she quickly kissed Lucas on his cheek.
“No. Thank you”, Lucas whispered, as he quickly kissed Allison on her forehead and putting her down on her feet, he walked away without looking back.
He didn’t think he could last one more second in that room without breaking down. It was as if he was suffocating, to be close to her and yet so far away. Despite standing a mere 10 feet away from him, she had never been so out of reach. And it was no one’s fault but his.
3 DAYS LATER
Peyton was dragging a very reluctant Allison to bed, before she was interrupted by the doorbell.
“Brooke can you get that”, Peyton screamed as she picked up a struggling Allison in her arms.
“Sure”, Brooke replied, looking amused at the mother-daughter struggle.
A couple of seconds later, they heard the door open and Lucas Scott’s voice infiltrated to where Peyton and Allison were standing.
“Hey Brooke”, Lucas greeted as Brooke opened the door.
“Lucas, what are you doing here?” Brooke asked surprised. He was probably the last person she was expecting. After all, he had just left their house 5 hours ago.
Lucas had been over to Brooke and Peyton’s place quiet a lot after the day he had spent with Ally three days ago. Peyton seemed to have accepted this, but that didn’t mean that she wasn’t on her toes the whole time he was there. Ally on the other hand, loved every second she spent with him. She was getting so attached to him that even Brooke was a little worried.
“I just can’t see to stay away from here”, Lucas smirked in response.
“It would certainly seem that way. You just left like 5 hours ago. Don’t you have anything better to do that stalk 3 beautiful girls?” Brooke asked playfully.
“Don’t flatter yourself Brooke. I came here to see just one beautiful girl. She has blond hair and blue eyes. Sound familiar?” Lucas asked teasingly.
“You think you’re funny, don’t you? We’ll see who’s laughing once Peyton has her way with you”, Brooke said, clearly enjoying this conversation.
“What do you mean?” Lucas asked, a little fearful. He knew from the past that Peyton’s wrath should always be avoided, or it can result in extremely unpleasant consequences.
“I mean Peyton was just taking a very reluctant Al upstairs to get ready for bed, but now that you’re here, Al will put up a bigger struggle, causing Peyton to blow up on you”, Brooke explained sweetly.
“Exaggerating much, B. Davis?” Peyton asked amusedly as she entered the hallway where Brooke and Lucas were standing.
Lucas’ felt his face light up as soon as he saw Allison in Peyton’s arms. And just as Brooke had predicted, she was putting up one hell of a fight against her mother’s arms that were tightly wrapped around her.
“Didn’t notice you were there P. Sawyer”, Brooke replied back cheekily.
“Mommy, let me go”, Allison whined as she gave up on the fight against Peyton’s grip.
“You have to go to bed Ally. It’s already past your bed time”, Peyton repeated for what seemed like the millionth time.
“But I am not sleepy. See, I am wide awake”, Allison insisted as she opened her eyes wide, showing her mother that she was indeed awake.
“I don’t care if you are sleepy or not. It’s 9:30 and I’m putting you to bed whether you like it or not”, Peyton said in a tone bordering on finality.
“Lucas, tell mommy to let me stay awake a little longer”, Allison pleaded as she turned to the Lucas with the puppy dog eyes that melted his heart.
“Your mom’s right princess, it’s getting pretty late. But before you get angry, hear me out, okay?” Lucas asked.
“Okay”, Allison grumbled.
“Good. Now, you know you have to go to bed. So if you promise to go upstairs without any more complaints, instead of your mom, I’ll tuck you in”, Lucas promised.
“Seriously”, Allison yelped.
“Yup”, Lucas grinned.
“Awesome. You heard that mommy? Lucas is going to put me to bed today”, Allison said cheerfully.
“Yeah, I heard”, Peyton said, her mouth suddenly feeling extremely dry. She had handled Lucas’ constant visits because she knew that he made Allison happy, but putting her to bed seemed to be crossing an invisible line. However, Peyton knew that there was nothing she could do to prevent it from happening. Not when Allison was so obviously excited about it.
Releasing Allison from her hold, Peyton watched as her daughter excitedly ran into the waiting arms of her father, screaming in delight as he threw her in the air and effortlessly caught her in his arms again.
“So anything I need to know before we head upstairs?” Lucas asked Peyton, snapping her out of her daze.
“Not really. All you’ve got to do is tuck her in and read her a short bed time story if she wants one. That’s about it”, Peyton explained lamely.
“And the good night kiss of course”, Brooke put in as she walked forward and gave Allison a quick kiss on her cheek, ruffling her hair affectionately.
“Your turn Mommy”, Allison said happily beckoning Peyton towards her.
Sighing, Peyton walked towards Allison who was still comfortably perched in Lucas’ arms. Giving her a quick good night kiss, Peyton quickly stepped away wanting to keep as much distance between her and Lucas as possible. This was probably the closest she had been to him in the past three years, and the lack of distance was putting her mind and heart into a heated frenzy.
“Alright then. All set?” Lucas asked.
“Yup, let’s go”, Allison replied chirpily, “Good night mommy, good night Aunt Brooke”.
“Wow, I have never see her so excited to go to bed”, Brooke whispered wonderingly after Lucas and Allison were out of sight.
“Neither have I”, Peyton confessed miserably. Her life was spiraling out of control, and there was nothing she could do about it.
“Can we talk?” Brooke asked hesitantly after a couple of minutes.
“Yeah, sure”, Peyton replied tiredly as she followed Brooke into the living room.
“Wow, your room’s pretty cool”, Lucas said as he carried Allison to her bed.
“You like it? Mommy and Aunt Brooke designed it before I was born”, Allison explained.
“It’s a perfect mixture of Brooke and Peyton”, Lucas agreed.
“Can you read me a bed time story”, Allison asked as she snuggled inside her comforter.
“Of course. Which one do you want to listen to?” Lucas asked as he made his way to the bookshelf across the room. It was completely filled with children books. It was obvious that Allison was an avid reader. Very much like he was at her age.
“Any of the Winnie the Pooh ones”, Allison replied.
“Alright”, Lucas said as he took out a copy of In Which Piglet Is Entirely Surrounded By Water.
Making his way to her bed with the book securely under his arms, Lucas snuggled inside the blanket next to Allison and opened the book to page 1….
Meanwhile in the living room downstairs…
“What’s up Brooke?” Peyton asked once they were seated across each other.
“I was thinking about Lucas and Allison,” Brooke confessed.
“What about them?” Peyton asked quickly.
“Don’t act Peyton. You know what I am talking about. Don’t tell me you haven’t noticed how attached Allison has become to Lucas in just 3 days”, Brooke said harshly.
“What’s your point Brooke?” Peyton snapped back.
“What are you doing Peyton?” Brooke asked softly.
“I don’t know Brooke, I honestly don’t know. It’s like I have hit rock bottom and yet my life keeps on spiraling downwards. I have hit dead ends from every angle, and everything is just surrounded by darkness”, Peyton said miserably.
“Everything’s happening so much faster than we could have ever imagined”, Brooke observed quietly.
“This wasn’t supposed to happen Brooke. He wasn’t supposed to come back, he wasn’t supposed to know Allison, and he certainly wasn’t supposed to become so close to her”, Peyton ranted.
“Some things are just out of our hands Peyton”, Brooke tried to comfort her distraught friend.
“These are not just some things, Brooke. This is my daughter’s life that he’s playing with. I know I should put a stop to all this, but I can’t do it. I can’t watch her eyes when I tell her that she can’t spend time with Lucas anymore. He’s already such an important part of her life”, Peyton cried.
“Then tell him, Peyton. Tell him the truth”, Brooke begged.
“Brooke, I am not—”
“Why not? Why not Peyton? And do not give me this crap about not wanting to ruin his life, because we both know that it’s BS”, Brooke interrupted sharply.
Allison’s steady breathing beside him, and her lack of fidgeting made Lucas realize that she had fallen asleep. Closing the half read book in his hand, he placed it on her night stand and softly pulled himself out of the comforter, doing his best to be as quiet as possible.
Getting up from the bed, he felt Allison’s pillow shift under his arms and saw a crumpled photograph fall from her bed and onto the floor.
Curiosity getting the better of him, Lucas quickly bent down and picked up the picture from the floor. Adjusting his eyes to the low lighting, he brought the picture close to his face and felt his heart stop as he saw the subject of the picture. It was him.
Thinking that he might be hallucinating, he quickly closed his eyes and opened them again to see that the picture was still in his hand and he was still the sole occupant of the picture. Feeling numb, he ran his hand through the picture unable to grasp what he was seeing. It was a picture of him that was taken after they had won the state championship in high school. He was still in his uniform, and had an ecstatic look on his face. He could remember that day clearly, it had been one the best days of his life. He and Peyton had gotten together that day. Everything seemed so unimportant at that time. If only life could be like that right now.
The picture had obviously been handled too much. It was crumpled and folded and looked like someone had spilled some sort of liquid on it. But he didn’t care about any of that at the moment. The only thing he could think of was what this picture was doing under Allison’s pillow. What did it all mean? Does Allison know him? And what the hell was she doing with a picture of him under her pillow?
Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, Lucas unknowingly turned the photo, and saw that the back had something written on it. Straining his eyes, he could make the words I love you written on it, in what obviously seemed like a child’s hand writing.
More confused than ever, Lucas inspected the picture from every angle hoping that it would give him some sort of answers. Disappointed when he didn’t see anything else, Lucas put the picture back under Allison’s pillow. Bending down, he gave Allison a soft kiss on her forehead, and turned to leave when he heard Allison mumble something incoherently in her sleep.
Smiling slightly, he turned around and was surprised to see her looking at him with half-closed eyes.
“What’s wrong princess?” Lucas said quietly, but Allison seemed not to have heard him.
“I love you daddy”, Allison mumbled sleepily and before Lucas could grasp what had just happened, she was asleep again.
I love you daddy. These 4 words revolved around his head, blocking away any coherent thoughts. Daddy. That’s what she had called him. Was it true? Did his mother lie to him? He rubbed his temples, not knowing what to think, what to believe. All his rational thoughts had fled his minds, leaving them full of questions and inhibited emotions.
Suddenly out of all the confusion, came one coherent thought. Peyton. She was the key to all his answers.
As he walked outside, there was only one thing on his mind. He had to talk to Peyton. She had some explaining to do.
Living room downstairs
“I can’t tell him because I am scared Brooke”, Peyton whispered, hanging her head.
“Scared”, Brooke echoed, “Of what?”
“I am scared that when I tell him, he will run away”, Peyton confessed shamefully, “I can’t handle that Brooke. I can’t have him run away after knowing that Allison is his daughter”.
“Oh Peyton”, Brooke sighed, finally understanding Peyton’s dilemma.
“He always runs away when things get hard. How will this be any different?” Peyton questioned desperately.
“You’ve got to trust him Peyton”, Brooke said hesitantly.
“Trust him?” Peyton asked incredulously. “How the hell can I trust him after all he’s done to me”.
“I know its hard Peyton. Trust me, I know. But don’t you think you owe it to all three of you to tell him the truth?” Brooke asked gently.
“I don’t think Allison would be able to handle it if Lucas left now”, Peyton whispered.
“And neither could you”, Brooke interjected.
“I know what I am doing could end up in a disaster, but Brooke I don’t see any other way out of it”, Peyton cried.
“I don’t know what to tell you except to come clean and tell Lucas the truth. He deserves to know P”, Brooke encouraged.
“I know he deserves to know, dammit. I know he deserves to know that Allison is his daughter—”
“Allison is my daughter?” said a stunned voice from the corridor, as Peyton felt her words die in her throat. Lucas Scott was standing in the doorway leading to the living room with an astounded look on his face. Oh shit.
A/N: So I am still going to continue posting over here, so if you are reading please rate and review!
Also, for those of you impatiently waiting for chapter 23 of ff.net, I am hoping to have it up by Wednesday, but if you have any suggestions on how I should follow up the divorce, please, please, let me know!