So, ever since I started watching OTH, there was an incident in Season 3 (the biggest episode of Season 3) that REALLY grated my nerves, so I've decided to recreate some events from Season 3, I know people have done it before but this has just plucking my nerve ever since I watched the episode and I had to do my own version of it. Hope you like what's to come, I'm starting it before the event to build into the story! Let me know if you think I should continue it or not…

"Move your boney skinny ass, now, move it." The brunette yelled over the loud music blaring and through the crowd as she pushed the blonde down the stairs. She'd finally come off her high now and Brooke had tracked her down.

"Whatever B. Davis… It's so funny that used to be me dragging your ass down the steps every weekend ya know… who knew you'd be doing the same thing for me?!" The blonde slurred as she latched onto the brunette carrying her down the steps.

"Sawyer! Heading out of the party so fast bitch? We were just getting started!?" The red head yelled at the top of the steps down to the very intoxicated Peyton.

"Shut it, Rachel! I think you've done enough" Brooke retorted back.

"Whatever whore, you've done way worse!" She yelled back. Brooke continued to make her way through the crowds of people at the party trying to make it outside to Peyton's car.

"Hey Pretty Girl, is she okay? I've been looking for you guys." Lucas said seeing the pair making their way through the crowd. Brooke rolled her eyes at seeing Lucas, they'd had a big argument the night before and they hadn't run into each other until just now.

"Can you just get her out to her car Lucas? I need to go tell Haley I found her."

"Sure thing." With that, Lucas lifted her over his shoulder and easily made his way through the crowds of people out the front door.

Brooke went to try to find Haley to tell her she found Peyton and she was taking her home but was stopped in her tracks by her Tree Hill rival again.

"Where's my newest best friend? We were having so much fun, just like Brooke Davis to come in and ruin it." She snapped back bitterly.

"I swear to God, if you go near her with that shit again Rachel, I will fucking end you. You haven't even seen what I'm capable of." The brunette seethed in the red head's face causing the crowd to begin watching the scene unfold.

"Whatever, Brooke, you're just scared of someone closing in on your turf and your girl… we were just having some fun! You used to be all about the fun." Rachel slurred trying to grab Brooke's arm.

"Stay away from her, Rachel… Whatever you're up to. Whatever you are doing… I will find out about it." Brooke said edging even closer to her.

Haley grabbed Brooke and shoved her away from the fiery red head before the scene could get any more heated between the two, "Brooke, come on, let it go, she's not worth it…"

"I will kill that bitch. I hate her… I just… I just hate her…." Brooke said trying not to let the tears fall, fortunately someone was doing a keg stand in the next room and everyone had focused their attention to that in which you could hear the loud whistles roaring in the background.

"I know honey, but the real issue here is Peyton… Did you find her?" Haley said concerned.

"Yeah, Lucas took her out to the car, I'm going to take her home and stay up tonight with her to keep an eye on her… I'm just so worried about her, you know?"

"I know, did you and Lucas talk about yesterday?"

"No, and honestly, I'm really not that worried about it right now, I've got bigger issues to deal with, obviously." Brooke replied honestly making a beeline for the front door.

"Call me if you need anything, you know this is how she's working through the pain Brooke… She just died. It's hard for her…You're the only one that's going to be able to knock some sense into her." Haley stated walking outside with Brooke as she got in the driver side of the Comet.

"I know, people always leave…." Brooke said in a mere whisper brushing a strand of hair out of a passed out Peyton's eye as she grumbled.

Lucas was still leaning against the passenger door standing next to Haley eyeing Peyton and whenever he looked at her like that, it made Brooke jealous in ways she couldn't even describe, for now, she decided to bite her tongue about it, "Thanks Luke for bringing her out here, the crowd at this party was crazy."

"No problem, are we going to talk about what happened last night Brooke?" He said tilting his head to the side finally focusing his attention on Brooke for once.

"No… I've got my hands full. See you guys later." And with that she squealed tires out of the party, something Peyton would've normally loved had she not been so strung out.

"Alright, one more step P. Sawyer, come on." Brooke said as they made their way into the blonde's bedroom where Brooke practically lived a majority of the time, not like her parents ever knew she was gone. Brooke actually had moved into Peyton's four months ago since her parents sold the house.

"Whatever, Brooke." She said crashing onto the bed as Brooke took off Peyton's shoes and leather jacket.

A few minutes later Brooke returned from the bathroom dressed in a tank top and shorts to find Peyton buried under the covers, much like she had found her when her first mom had died when they were only 8. The brunette slipped into the bed next to her blonde best friend and found her eyes tear stricken.

"Hey blondie, come out from under those covers would you?"

The brunette was met with silence and lifted the blonde's chin with her fingers to meet her eyes, "Workin' through the pain?"

The blonde simply nodded in response, her eyes pooling with tears again, "What's the point, Brooke? Of any of it?"

"Don't make me answer that question blondie… We need to talk about tonight… and the past two weeks. I'm worried about you… You promised me Peyton. You promised me you wouldn't do this again…Cocaine Peyton. Cocaine. And with RACHEL of all people!" She said reaching to stroke her face under the covers to wipe the tears.

"I know…I'm an idiot." She said latching her fingers with Brooke's.

"You're not an idiot, you're just hurting and this is your weird way of dealing with it…. But I wish I could somehow better help you. Ellie wouldn't want this for you. And I don't want this for you… Come on, tell me what's going on with you, because I know this isn't just about Ellie, what's really going on, P. Sawyer?" Brooke said feeling guilty, there had been so many times she hadn't been there for the blonde that made her feel like somehow this was her fault.

Peyton contemplated telling her best friend what was going on in her mind, but she was afraid, afraid she'd lose the only thing left in her life worth holding onto.

"Why are you even here Brooke?" Peyton said coldly putting up the defenses; it's what she did best.

"I'm not going anywhere Peyton. You can try to push me away all you want, but I'm not going anywhere, I'm going to help you through this. You've got to stop internalizing your pain so much. We will work through this together, just like we always have." Brooke kept a firm hold on Peyton's hand looking her in the eyes knowing how much pain her best friend was in.

"You should go to Lucas's, I'm sure he's waiting on you." Peyton said turning over breaking the contact.

"Stop that. Look at me!" Brooke said firmly as Peyton turned back around. "Please try to stop this. You promised me."

"I can't stop and besides, it doesn't matter, Brooke. People always leave." She said as her eyes fluttered closed.

"I will be here when you get up, P. Sawyer. I haven't left." She said kissing her forehead and furrowed her brow.

"Not yet. But you will. People always leave." The blonde sleepily replied before snuggling into the brunette's neck. Brooke wondered when it stopped being the two of them against the world.

What do you think? Should I continue... Should I not? Thoughts? Read and review :)