Summary: After the fight in Peyton's room. Peyton left Tree Hill leaving no traces behind. After almost 9 years she comes back with a little girl and a lot of questions from her former friends.

Disclaimer:Do not own One Tree Hill characters. BUT I own the story : )

Prologue

"If I don't see you ever again, THAT is fine with me! You're dead to me anyway!" Brooke said as she gathered her things and left Peyton shocked with tears falling from her face.

The memory haunts Peyton everyday. It hurts whenever she remembers it. It hurt because Brooke was willing to end their friendship because of a guy. Just one guy. A guy named Lucas Scott. It hurt that Brooke was not in her life anymore. It hurt too much that she did not want to live anymore.

Yes, it hurt that much! It was as if she was in another dimension where everything and everyone was against her. She started asking the question Why? Why did these things happen to her? Why do things keep on getting worse?

She drank everyday and did lines of cocaine, shoot up heroine, etc. She would do some ungodly things just to feed her addiction. She did not have anyone. That was clear to her. She couldn't count on anyone. Not if she needed them. If the person who promised her that she would be there forever, the person who made sure she got out of the house and not brood too much, the person who made things better after her mom died left. How could she believe that someone would actually still be there and catch her fall?

She made a mistake of trusting someone then. She's not going make the same mistake now. She had someone depending on her now. She had someone counting on her now. Mistake is not an option. And she'd be damned if she let this little girl down.

Things slowly changed when she found out she was pregnant. She was shocked, surprised and confused when she first realized that she was. She did not know what to do. She knew she could never have it aborted. It was just plain wrong for her to do so. The only question that lingered in her mind at the moment was whether she would keep the baby or put it up for adoption.

The months before she gave birth was excruciating for her. As soon as she found out about the pregnancy, she kicked off her habits knowing it would not be good for the baby. She would experience withdrawal symptoms which would either end up in her crying all night or thrashing the little place that she had.

When the baby came out, she could not make herself give up the baby. She was too beautiful and too innocent. Although, she knew she couldn't possibly be the best parent right now, she promised herself she'd try and be one.

She slowly pieced herself back together and started living her life straight. She got a job as a cashier in a supermarket which isn't that bad considering she wasn't able to finish high school because of... well... stuff.

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