A Life Of Unkindness

Words Hurt...

I nodded at Skills teaching P.E. to the kids playing dodge ball before slamming the gym doors behind me, I was so angry I couldn't see straight! When I finally made it to the Truck I could see Sawyer leaning next to the front of the truck. "Get In!" I yelled at her as I swung open the passenger side door. "NO!!" she said bravely. Pressing my lips together trying not to make any bigger of a scene than I already did. I asked again. "SAWYER, PLEASE GET IN THE TRUCK" she shook her head no as I watched the tears run underneath her eyes. "No! I wanna go to Aunt Brooke's!" Shaking my head the more aggravated I got I asked her again. "Sawyer! I'm only going to tell you one more time! Get in the truck!" When I heard her sigh and get in unwillingly rolling her eyes and scooting as close to the door as she could when I got in.

The ride was silent, and angry I wanted to ask him what he was doing at the school in the first place but I also didn't feel like getting my head bit off. When we came to a complete stop at TRIC⚡
"What are we doing here?" I bravely asked he ignored me. Shutting the door behind him. "Stay in the truck!" He said serious as I had ever seen him "understand?" I shook my head yes and sunk down in my seat.
Knowing why he was so mad at me and that he had every right to be.

"Lucas Scott!" Said a voice I hadn't heard in a long time say when I entered the doors of TRIC⚡.
It was MIA, the shy girl Peyton had found an incredible voice in that she believed the world should know about.
I smiled and walked towards her she greeting me with a hug. "Long time no see dude!" She said happy I was inside TRIC⚡again. "Yeah... Yeah I know it's been awhile." When it actually hadn't been that long for the TRIC ⚡ part of the building anyway, it was the other area I avoided like the plaque. When in all reality it was the first place I went to after Peyton died. Yeah, you guessed it "Red Bedroom Records". For a long time after Peyton passed it was the only place I could come to find peace without feeling overwhelmed but days became weeks, weeks became months and finally I just stopped trying to will her back by pretending I was going to walk through those doors after a long day to find her waiting on me.

Since Peyton's demise, Mia and Halie had taken over by mine and Peyton's wishes. 'Cause who else could honestly have a better shot at running a recording studio out of a bar than these two.
Mia kept talking away, when I felt my focus switch off of her onto the recording studio on the top floor above her. "Lucas?" She said waving a hand in my face when she realized I had lost focus. "You okay?" She asked me feeling my eyes swell up with tears as I blinked to shake them away. "No yeah, yeah I'm fine." I just need the studio for the afternoon. Smiling she looked at me as if I was crazy or something but happy none the less.
"Uh.. no that's fine I am done for the day! You have keys let me just grab my purse and I'll try get out of you're way". She said smiling from ear to ear.
Patting me on the back as she walked out of the front door flipping the open sign to closed. "It was great seeing you around here again! You should do it more often!" She yelled as she walked out of the front door.

"Come on" I said to Sawyer who was almost asleep in the passenger seat of my truck. "Why?" She asked rubbing her eyes "can't we get something to eat first?" making me laugh "I promise we will grab a bite to eat on the way home. This won't take long now come on." I took my backpack off my shoulders and placed it in the truck seat. "I'm in trouble aren't I?" I shook my head no. "Umm..... Okay........" She said questionable to what I was up too.
Shutting the door behind me, I flipped the lights on. "Ta-Da!" I said trying to make a big deal out of it. "Dad, it's just TRIC ⚡ I've been here before..."
"Well.. yeah you have, but you haven't seen all of it" laughing "uh no duh I'm fourteen." Quickly catching my attitude before he did and apologized. "So why are we here again?" I asked changing the subject.  "You're grandma Karen and you're mom made all of this happen". Shaking my head...... "Yeah dad I know I've heard you and everyone else tell me many times.... What's different about TRIC ⚡ this time?"
Okay.... I thought to myself. If she only knew the things that had happened in here. But there was another time for those stories. "Dad?" She asked me again with her arms crossed in front of her getting impatient. "Come with me" he said leading me up the stairs to a closed off room at the top of the building. With a big wide red door painted in front of me with words reading "Red Bedroom Records" across it. "Whoa there's a recording studio in Tree Hill? I thought I knew everything by now about this place!" She gasped trying to look thru the red painted windows of the studio. "Can we go inside?" I asked my dad who just stood there staring at me with his hands in his pockets. Nodding his head he grabbed the door handle from the bottom of the door and flipped the lightswitch lighting up the entire room.

"Whoa" I said out loud "why haven't you ever shown me this place?" I asked my dad who just stood behind me slowly walking behind me. "Well..." He said, "technically this isn't the first time you've been here but you were too little to remember". I said to Sawyer as I took a seat at Peytons old desk. "There's a lot of memories in this room. Some great and some not so great." I looked at him wierdly "you mean after all you and mom weren't perfect?"  She laughed in a sarcastically. "No one said we were, believe me. There's alot to our story that maybe one day you'll understand. But I don't know if now is the right time for those stories." I became curious, "oh come on dad tell me about one of y'all's not so finest moments in this room". I sighed, "well" I said sitting up in my chair. "Did you know I almost married someone else before you're mom?" I stopped what I was doing and sat down in the chair in front of the desk. "What?" I said curious. "How come I've never heard about this!!!?" I laughed at her question, as if I would want to talk about anyone else except the woman I loved and cared for so much. "Because it's not a part of my life that I'm happy with. Amongst others." Looking at me strangely "what was her name?" She asked making me shake my head and sigh heavily. "Lindsey.... Her name was Lindsey"..... "She was my publisher, for my book."

"Whoa Dad!!!!" I said following with a laugh."I'm sorry go on!"
"Long story short Sawyer, I wrote a book called The Comet. And in that book I described everything that I was feeling at that time and it all lead to Peyton. You're mother. She drove a Comet, she was someone I loved dearly that I let get away. And when she came back to me I felt like me again, I felt like the book said that my life had meaning." She just stared at me blankly in confusion. "That's it no drama?" She said making me bust out in laughter. "Oh my God girl I was trying to cut it short, Lindsey knew when Peyton came back to town it was for me. Everyone knew that I was just blind at the time. It wasn't until I wrote that book that she put two and two together and left me at the altar but I'll never forget the fight your mom and I had in this very room, I laughed. We kissed, we argued and my stupid self just walked out of that door with not even realizing I was hurting Peyton and myself so much I got quite for a minute the more emotional I became.. clearing my throat. "I asked Lindsey to marry me the same night when I got home...... Knowing now if I hadn't of been so stupid I could have had some more time with her than all the heartache than came before us getting married."

"Damn!" I said in shock. "Excuse me?" Dad said standing up from his chair sniffling. "Whoops sorry sorry!"
Uh huh..... "So why bring me hear now.... Today? Why tell me this?"
"Well honestly this isn't what I had planned for today but after I walked into the gym to suprise you and over heard what you had said about your mother. It upset me, really bad actually. And I'm sorry for acting that way towards you. I know your loosing friends and moving because of me. But to hear you say such hurtful things swearing about your mother I figured today was a good day. "I'm sorry Dad I really didn't mean it! I..." He cut me off. Unlocking a drawer in the bottom of the desk with a key that hung around his neck I've always wondered what that key was for... I thought to myself as he pulled out a small box full of notebooks and sketches and other small things. "Here" dad said handing them to me. "Do not mess these up.... Okay? I don't have alot left of her and..... Well I thought this will be a good way for you to really see the kind of person your mother was... For yourself" he said sliding a box over towards me. "What is all this?"I asked pulling out a notebook filled from front to back with words and pictures drawn in them along with pictures hidden in the middle of them. "You're mom wrote alot while she was pregnant with you more so than I had ever seen her do, and this will pretty much tell you anything you want to know about her how she felt, what she was afraid of. Read them, cherish them" I said trying not to get anymore emotional. "Appreciate them!" I said giving her a big hug as she grabbed the box and headed towards the car with them. "I'll be there in a minute" I shouted behind her moving an old record she had behind a book case in the studio where our secret safe was"