Peyton braced herself for impact a she walked once again up those familiar steps to grab Brooke another set of clothes. This felt different though, curt even. Peyton and her girlfriend were out of the closet. The world of wisteria lane, knew and it was out on display. And the teen had been more infuriated by the intolerance and gossip than she had been in her whole life. It sucked when people thought they knew about her family, she could deal with those whispers as her parents did their best to shield the young Rhodes from it. But this somehow felt different and she knew that in order to face the Ashworth matriarch, she had to stand firm, especially if it meant protecting Brooke from the nonsense. âIâm just here to pick things up. She stepped away to leave, not wanting to meddle in business that was not her own, but she felt compelled to speak. âI, I know this isnât my place, I know, Iâm your daughterâs best friend but Iâm her, Iâm her girlfriend too. I love her, more than I ever thought was possible. And people, are talking, a lot. And I donât care, I just want you to know that whether or not you protect her, to accept her or us, I will. But I hope you consider supporting her, because, because she needs you Mrs. Ashworth. Sheâs really mad right now but, I know she does.â @ashwrthsâ