A/N: I've never written oth fanfic and I've never really watched the show but I love the brooke/haley pairing…and I hate Nathan so he shall be the villan. I hope you like it. Peyton/Anna will be included because I think they make an awesome couple. This will include femslash so if that scares you…run now. Please review…I spent a while on this and would appreciate…appreciation.
Disclaimer: I own nothing…except for my ideas. And "the new girl" …but I'm not sure if she'll enter the story or not.
Title: Through the Good, the Bad, and the Even Worse
Chapter 1: Stay awake
We're lying on the ground, in the parking lot by the beach, talking about the whole 'Brooke and Lucas' situation.
"I know that he's your brother and all but he did cheat on Brooke."
"That doesn't mean she can play with him like he's a fuckin' toy."
"Whatever. I know it hurts him but it's his fault. I know best friends are supposed to forgive and forget but…Peyton, Rachel, Beven, AND that new girl! Not to mention it all happened when they were together."
"It's your fault she found out about all of them… except for Peyton anyway."
"She deserved to know."
"Yea, okay! She flirts with every guy in the school and she always has! She's not 'Queen B." She's more like 'Queen Slut!"
That was so over the line.
"How dare you call her that!" I stood up and he followed.
"How dare I? How dare I?...She has slept with half of the fucking school! Including me! Doesn't that even bother you?"
"A little bit, yea." But it doesn't bother me that she was with 'you'…it bothers me that you were with 'her'.
"Just, a little bit?"
"Yep."
"Damnit Haley!"
"What?"
"Have you ever loved me?"
"Yea." No.
"Are you sure because I think you're a faggot?"
"Excuse me!" My hands are on my hips and I'm ready to kill.
"You've been awfully defensive of Brooke lately."
"We're friends."
"What about earlier on the beach when we were setting up for the bonfire? You saw Brooke and you stopped dead in your tracks. You were staring pretty damn hard."
"I'm not gay!"
"You may not be gay but you're pretty fuckin' close! You think people don't notice things. You think they don't know. Everyone knows. Just because you're a nerd doesn't mean that you're THAT invisible!" He was getting really upset.
"Fuck you Nathan! You have no idea what I'm going through!"
"I am so glad we didn't get married. I'm so glad I wasn't that desperate."
"Please…you'd fuck a pole if you thought there wasn't anyone looking!" I'm not sure if I just insulted myself or him.
"Wow Hales I'm proud! You're all with the cuss words tonight!" Tim.
"Fuck off!" We both spoke at the same time.
"Look Hales…I know that you're a faggot so just admit it!"
"I have nothing to admit!"
"Yea okay…okay."
"How drunk are you?"
"I'm completely sober." We were silent for a few minutes.
About 20 feet away…where Tim is.
"Hey! Tim,"
"Hey! Brooke."
"What are you doing?"
"I'm video taping Nathan and Haley…they're having another argument."
"Why?"
"Because I have a video camera…and I'm pretty sure BURP that I'm drunk."
"Well what's happened?"
"A lot…just watch."
Back to Haley…and Nathan (Brooke's POV)
"You know you don't love me. Just admit it. Admit it! You're a faggot!" Whoa…
"Just leave me the hell alone Nathan!" What a jackass.
"No not until you admit it!"
"Fine!" I was most definitely 'not' expecting that.
"Now admit that you love her. Admit that you love Brooke. You know you do." Whoa…hold up. She what now?
"I have nothing more to say to you." She's walking away…still walking…Nathan is not following. Oh there he goes. He's in front of her now.
"Please just tell me. Do you love her?"
"Will you leave me alone if I tell you yes?"
"Only, if it's true."
"Fine then…I love her."
"Who do you love?"
"Nathan just lea…"
"No! Who do you love? Say their name."
"Fine I love Brooke Penelope Davis… Happy?" You have got to be shittin' me!
"You bitch!" He's pulling something out of his pocket…oh shit it's a knife!
I started running over there…
"Haley! Haley!" When he stabbed her she screamed out in pain. I'm not sure who it hurt worse…me or her.
"Nathan get the hell away from her." He stabbed her again and ran away. When I, finally, reached her I knelt down.
"Haley, please stay with me. Tim call an ambulance!"
"I already did. They're on their way. Oh my God. Haley!"
I pulled Haley into my lap as much as I could. I tore off my tank top and applied pressure to the wounds... twice in the stomach. "Haley? Sweetie… Wake up you have to keep your eyes open. Hal…"
"Hey How has your day been?" She winced
"Great…and horrible."
"Well mine cough cough has been pretty shitty. Oh…it hurts." She started crying.
"It's gonna be okay Hales. Don't worry."
"Brooke the ambulance is here."
"Thanks Tim." Just then they came running over. The crowd was really getting huge.
"What happened?"
"She was stabbed twice. Both in the stomach," Tim answered all the questions because I was a trying to comfort Haley.
"The police are here and they will need to take your statements. Mam, I'm gonna need you to back off a little bit so we can get her on a gurney."
"Okay." I slid her from my lap.
"Broo..." When she tried to say my name she started coughing really hard. Coughing up blood.
"Don't worry Haley. I'm right here." I held her hand.
"Miss are you going to be riding in the ambulance?"
"No, I am!" Lucas walked up.
"No he's not."
"Brooke I'm her best friend." He looked at me as if I had grown another head.
I looked to the medic guy. I needed something to top 'best friend'…
"I'm her girlfriend."
"No you're not." Haley was just now in the ambulance.
"Sorry Guy but girlfriend kind of tops best friend…at least in my book. Come on." I jumped into the ambulance. As soon as I sat down I held on to Haley's hand.
"Haley. Girl you gotta stay awake." I could hear the medics in the background. I kissed her forehead.
"Heart rate is dropping!"
"Haley stay with me!"
"We need to intibate!"
"Haley damnit…you can't do this to me."
"We need to get her stabilized!"
"You can't leave me!"
"She's losing too much blood."
"Haley…there are so many people who love you.You have to stay awake." She opened her eyes a little bit but they closed back.
"Where in the hell is the epinephrine?"
We had arrived at the hospital and were going through the hallways. I hadn't even noticed that I had gotten out of the ambulance.
"I'm sorry but you can't go any further."
"Take care of her."
"We will."
That had to be the scariest night of my entire life…so far.