Coming Home

Chapter 11, Desperate Measures for Desperate Times

*SWOOSH* The sound of Lucas Scott making another basket. I probably should've rethought challenging somebody who plays so great.
"LUCAS! You're supposed to take it easy on the lady!" I taunt.
"Okay, sorry. Another game?"
"No. You already won two. Besides, I have to go back home and get ready."
"Ready for what?" He asks curiously.
"Oh you know, I'm just going to a frat party with a couple friends."
"Oh alright then. Well call me if you need anything," Lucas says with a slight laughing while giving me a wink and gesturing with his hand a phone call. I almost fall over laughing so hard.
"I might have to take you up on that offer Luc."
I continue laughing as I walk away.

I take a shower and before my hair dries I put curling mousse in it. As I let it air dry I put on my make up and after getting dressed. I accessorize in time for my hair to be completely dry. I then grab the curling iron to go over the front of my hair and the pieces I missed to clean it up a little bit.
*buzz buzz*
On our way.. Are you ready/ almost ready at least? Cause I'm ready to paarrttyy (; - brooke

I'll be waiting at the door :) - kiers

Okay. I'm okay with the way I look. I'm so ready for tonight.

We get to the party. Brooke heads out with a guy. I stay with Peyton for a little bit. "Hey he seems pretty cool, I'll catch up with you later?"
"Alright I'm probably just going to get a few drinks, maybe pick up a hot frat boy." I wink at her and watch her go into a dorm room. I then grab a drink and head out to the dance floor.
A boy with gorgeous bright blue eyes approaches me. "Damn girl you can dance," he says looking at me up and down.
"Oh I can. But I'm much better with a partner, care to join me?"

We dance, share a few kisses, and then spilt up. I saw Brooke so he went to find a new girl.
"Hey, have you seen Peyton?"
"Not since she-"
Her phone rings. Something's wrong. I run to the room she was and got the door open from a roommate that was outside of it. Brooke wasn't too far behind me.

"HEY, GET OFF HER!" Brooke screams while I run up and pull him off. Brooke grabs Peyton. "This pervert attacked my friend." The guy turns around and has the audacity to push me back while doing so. I didn't expect it so I fall over. Just my luck I fall onto a dresser behind me. I kind of twisted when I fell so I hit my face right on it. That's definitely going to leave a bruise. I get up and put my hand on my face. "Is Peyton okay?" I ask while standing up. "I'm not sure. Are you?" Brooke replies. "I think," I take my hand off my face and see blood. Brooke helps Peyton outside and I follow behind. "Hey, you're bleeding. Let me help you, I'm a med student." I motion for her to follow us. "Outside but you have to check her out first."

We get outside and I start to feel really light headed. Brooke calls Lucas. I'm determined not to pass out until I know that Peyton will be okay. Even if that means I have to cry because I feel so dizzy and nauseous. I run to the other side of the steps away from the girls and puke. The med student is kind enough to hold my hair while Brooke comforts Peyton.
"Do you have a past head trauma?"
"I was pushed down the stairs, twice when I was a kid." I say with a slight and quite chuckle. It's not funny but the fact that I fell down a flight of stairs twice and was fine but barely hit a dresser and it almost puts me in a coma is kind of ironic.
I feel color draining from my face but I need to now Peyton is okay. Finally Lucas is here. "BROOKE!" He yells coming up the stairs. "Kierston, you're bleeding. Also really pale, what happened to you?"
"The same douche who drugged Peyton pushed her into a dresser and now she's got something going on but won't address it until she knows Peyton will be alright," Brooke says super fast.
"Alright slow down. Show me where his room is?"
"I can," I offer.
"No. Stay here with the med student and your sister. Brooke?" Lucas looks at her and she nods getting up. I take her spot, sit down, and put Peyton's head in my lap. I stroke her hair because that's what calms me down.

A little while later Lucas and Brooke come back out. He's got some over the counter drugs in his hand. I stand up and Brooke grabs Peyton.
"You got them. Did you punch him?"
"A few times," Lucas says stepping towards me.
"Good." Probably a good thing because I feel like I'm going to-

The world goes dark around me as I feel myself falling into Lucas Scott's arms.

What happens to me? Find out in the next chapter.