Story jumps time for the first five chapters. It covers an overall of about three or four months before the story kicks off. If you can deal with the slow pace then I promise you won't be disappointed with this story.
Rating: R/M
Disclaimer: I do not One Tree Hill or Supernatural. The title comes from a song by Adele.
Warnings:gruesome deaths, language, sex scenes
Couples: Saley (Sam/Haley) Rean (Rachel/Dean) Leyton (Lucas/Peyton)
Summary: Your only suppose to have one tragedy in life. The residents of Tree Hill have experienced three. The first one was the school shooting that resulted in the death of two loved residents. The second was the death of Nathan Scott on his wedding day. The third… the third is the unusual family who moved into the Tree Hill backwoods and is now terrorizing the teens by hunting and killing them. One question remains throughout the whole ordeal, who will survive?
Chasing Pavement – Chapter One
Haley sat at her husbands' side; she had been sitting there for thirty long and painful days and everyday she would think back to the accident that left him in this state.
This was supposed the happiest day of her life; she wasn't supposed to experience any more tragedy.
She was only eighteen, she should be happy; she shouldn't be watching her husband try to save Rachel and Cooper from the sinking limo.
She was vaguely aware of the sound of squealing tires and the slamming of two car doors caused her to look up.
"Help me please." She could barely talk from the lump that had formed in her throat and she wasn't sure how the two men could hear her
"What's wrong?" The taller of the two knelt down beside her and placed his jacket over her shoulders.
"My h-husband… h-he went into t-the water… He was t-trying to save t-them..." Her words came out broken due to the sobs wracking through her body
"Stay here." When she gave a slight nod he followed his brother and jumped into the water.
The sound of someone tapping on the door pulled her from her thoughts. She looked up and smiled softly at the tall brunette male standing in the doorway.
"Hi Sam."
"Hey." He gave her a crooked smile and she couldn't help but keep her smile on her face.
"I thought the room could use some color." He said handing her a small bouquet of wild flowers.
"Thank you." She stood up and went to the bathroom to fill a cup with water to place the flowers in.
When she walked back into the room the heart monitor flat lined.
The cup fell from her hand and water splashed the bottom of her pants, she didn't notice it though then she fell.
Sam reacted quickly and caught Haley before she hit the ground; he placed one arm under knees and the other under her shoulders.
He picked her up and carried her into the hallway. "I need a doctor!"
Chasing Pavement
The funeral was the following week, it was a sunny day and rather warm.
Tree Hill had been having a cold winter and it was surprising to Haley that the day was warm.
The warmth of the sun was welcomed though, it was like the sun was warming her up and taking away the numbness inside of her.
Sam sat to her right and Rachel sat on her left, at some point during the ceremony she had somehow grabbed both of their hands and was holding on for dear life. Neither one of them seemed to mind it though.
"Haley…" Rachel walked into Nathan's room. "I… I just wanted to say how sorry I am." She hung her head so Haley wouldn't see her tears. "I wish I could take it all back, I really do."
Haley stood up and slowly made her way over to Rachel.
It was hard for her to walk due to the uncontrollable sobbing she was doing; once she reached Rachel she pulled the taller red head into a hug.
Rachel, slightly confused, just held onto Haley tightly and stroked the smaller girls hair in an attempt to calm her down.
Haley flashed her twentieth fake smile for the day.
She was being polite and thanking everyone who showed up at the Scott house but all she wanted to do was curl up and cry.
"I'm so sorry for your loss dear." Some older blonde woman smiled sympathetically at her, she felt like screaming but smiled at the woman.
"Excuse me." Suddenly someone's hand was on her lower back; she looked up and gave a sigh of relief. Sam had come to her rescue. "It's been a terribly long day and Haley should really get some rest."
"Oh of course." The woman walked away.
"Thank you." Haley followed Sam into the kitchen where Dean and Rachel were standing.
"How are you holding up?" Rachel was instantly at Haley's side.
The two girls had become extremely close since the accident, not wanting to live alone Haley had moved in with Rachel after Nathan had passed away.
"Not so great." In the safety of the kitchen and the company of the girl she had become so close to and the men who helped her out she let her tears fall.
At first they were silent tears that she could control but they quickly became heavier, she fell to her knees trying to hold herself together as the sobs shook her frail body violently.
Sam quickly picked her up and headed towards the back door, Rachel opened it and led him to the car. She opened the back door of the Impala and helped him get in with her then she climbed into the passenger seat as Dean got into the drivers and started the car.
By the time they reached Rachel's house Haley was asleep in Sam's lap, her head was buried in the crook of his neck and she had a death grip on his shirt.
With the help of Rachel and Dean he managed to get out of the car while holding her without waking her up.
He carried her up to the bedroom and lay down on the bed with her, not wanting to disturb her sleep.
She hadn't gotten much sleep in the past month, while Nathan was in the hospital she would only go home to shower and change clothes and she slept in the uncomfortable chairs in his room whenever she could find the time.
From what Rachel had told him she hadn't been sleeping much the past week either. She would lie in bed and cry for several hours before sleep would finally come, even then she would wake up only a few short hours later because of a nightmare.
He looked down at the young woman in his arms and smiled at how cute she looked while she was sleeping.
Her lips were parted slightly and every so often her nose would twitch. She was mumbling softly in her sleep but it was too soft for him to make out what it was.
He sighed and inwardly cursed himself.
He was falling for the broken girl in his arms.
