arms crossed over her chest as she listens to him ramble, having the sense that she’s heard the same speech multiple times, just different words here and there. she wants to believe him, wants to give him yet another chance to prove to her that he won’t hurt her again. not like last time, or the time before that. once she’s finally process what he’s just told her, she shakes her head, her voice cracking as she replies, “ do you REALIZE how may times i’ve heard you say almost those e x a c t same words to me ? how many times that you’ve told me that you’re sorry because you kissed my best friend, or better yet, s l e p t with my best friend ?!? ” she snaps, her lip curling as she takes a small step towards him. “ it’s getting old, lucas,” there’s a small tone of defeat in her voice as she shakes her head once more, “ if you love me, like you swear that you do, then what happened with peyton, should n e v e r have happened. ”
❛ 𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒. it will never happen again. I wasn’t even thinking, brooke. You’re the one I love. You’re the one I want to be with. Not peyton. I wouldn’t be standing in front of you like this giving yet another embarrassing speech if that wasn’t true. Trust me I know I screwed up again, I know you don’t trust me. BUT GIVE ME A CHANCE. Let me prove to you. ❜ eyes scanned her face, memorizing every feature as if it would be the last time he saw them. stepping forward he so badly wanted to reach out, touch her, hold her but every fiber in his body was holding him back. ❛ 𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞. ❜ tears welled up in his eyes, she was slipping through his fingers. the worst part was he was doing everything possible to grasp onto her, onto the idea of them, BUT IT WASN’T ENOUGH.