Okay so this is the sequel to The Tangled Web We Weave. I didn't want you guys to forget about it, so I went ahead and got started on the first chapter. Nothing really has changed much, except the fact that James is a couple of months older, but that's about it. I'm starting the chapter in mid July when Nathan and Kyle are at basketball camp for the week.I know I said that things aren't really different, but like with the couples and stuff is the same, it's just that the couple mentality is a little off key than what it was in the first story. First of all, Jake and Jenny moved into Peyton's house for the summer, and then they're getting an apartment together when they get to Duke. Same goes for Nathan and Haley, with James. Both couples are extremely getting along good, no changes there. Then there's the main peeps, Brooke and Kyle. Things are going good between them, but Kyle refuses to talk about what was bothering him in the last chapter of the other story. It's been on his mind and in his dreams basically all summer. Brooke's trying to help him any way she can, but she can't help but think about it at least once a day what it could be. She just doesn't feel that she should bing it up because Kyle said he would talk to her and tell her when he figured it out. Rachel's doing good with her life and all that. Lucas comes to a stun
ning conclusion that we'll find out later on and Mouth's growing up lol.
The whole number of chapters aren't going to keep on going for awhile like they did with the first story. It's just that I got this whole new idea fast forwarding a couple of years, so there's not going to be as many chapters as you might anticipate. And alot happens in each one so pay attention.
And stay on the watch for my other fics soon. I've been wrapped up and trying to get this one going that I've lost track of everything in my other stories. Enjoy and Review!!!
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Chapter One: Can You Deal?
He was walking on the street on the way to her house. Actually he was running as fast as he could. He had to get there as soon as possible, before it was too late
.It wasn't fair. Why did they always have to go after the people he loved the most? Why couldn't they just get him and be done with it? Come to think of it, they shouldn't even be after him, not after that night. It was all supposed to be over.
Rounding the corner, he went into a sprint when he heard the banging of a door being knocked down. There was a black car in the driveway and his heart dropped. It couldn't be. Not again. Not after everything that had happened. It couldn't have been all for nothing.He only reached the stairs when he heard the gunshot."
KYLE!"
He jumped up from his pillows, his breathing heavy and his heart thumping so fast that he thought that Nathan could've heard it from the other side of the room. Kyle felt the beads of sweat on his temples and his face cold. Kyle should've been used to it by now, but he wasn't. Each time the dream came, it was like he was getting closer and closer, but he stll didn't know. Know what, was more of the question.
"Kyle? You alright?" Nathan asked, standing in front of the foot of his bed.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," Kyle said, trying to recover.
"If you say so," Nathan said, still staring at him. "Anyways, you might wanna get ready, we're supposed to be in the locker rooms in like, 20 minutes."
Kyle would be lying if he said that things weren't changing already. Just like he had thought, it had happened right before he knew it. Sure, it wasn't anything big, it wasn't even bad changes. They were all good, but maybe that was the point.
Just like he had thought, his face was pale and he had the look of someone that was so lost in himself. He didn't like to think about it unless he had to. There would be hours at a time when the thought wouldn't even occur. But then he would lay his head down to sleep, and it would come back at him like a whirlwind, like he was being punished for not even bothering to succumb to analyzation, his worse enemy.
But he wasn't supposed to be thinking about stuff like that. He should've been thinking about basketball. After all, he was at a basketball conditioning camp, for Duke of all colleges. He was the shooting guard, and frankly he couldn't afford to slip up at all.
Another thing he thought about alot was Brooke. So far they're relationship had been great. The summer was good and he couldn't have been happier. But he felt bad for not knowing what was bothering him, because then maybe Brooke could help him. He wanted her to be able to feel like she knew everything about him. But he didn't know.
Pulling on his basketball shorts and his practice jersey, Kyle thought about how many more days until he could go back home and just relax. He and Nathan hadn't realized just how much they had to be on top until they had got there. First day they were in the weight room, testing their strengths. Then they were on the court doing suicides and carrying 25 pound weights around the perimeter of the gym. Even when Whitey was pissed he had never worked them that hard. Nathan had pulled a muscle in his back, and Kyle's legs were like jello.
Lucas would've been there, if it hadn't been for his HCM, and Jake, well, Jake had other things to worry about other than basketball. It was weird being in a team with people you didn't really know, and having to gain that trust and teamwork would be hard.
"You think Coach is gonna put us in the weight room?" Nathan asked hopefully as he and Nathan made their way out of their room.
The basketball camp was stationed in this campsite. Basically, they tore down acres of land and built a basketball camp on it, completely with a gym, cafeteria, weight room, and dorm roms. It was enough for anyone to live there and be happy with it. Too bad that they barely had time to enjoy it.
"I sure hope so, I'd rather gain muscle then feel like shit," Kyle said, adjusting his eyes to the light.
"I'm with you there. I don't think I can take anymore suicides. I'm actually starting to slightly dislike basketball," Nathan said as he opened the door to the gym.
There were already a couple of guys already there shooting hoops. Kyle wasn't really familiar with them, or their names, all he knew was that they were apart of his team. He gave them a nod before going to the basketball rack to grab a ball.
"So you talk to Haley lately?" Kyle asked.
"Yeah I talked to her last night. I almost had to punch this one guy because he was on the phone too long," Nathan explained.
"Who was he talking to?""His mom," Nathan smirked. "So when's the last time you've talked to Brooke?"
"Yesterday after practice. She was shopping with Rachel or whatever," Kyle said, dribbling the ball between his legs.
"Things are going good with you two right?" Nathan asked, noticing something was off about his friend. Actually it was something that he'd been noticing ever since they got to camp. He seemed more to himself than he usually was. And every now and then he would hear Kyle talking in his sleep, and some nights jumping up like he'd had a nightmare.
"Yeah, everything's fine. It's just that I can't catch her at a decent time. She's always hanging out or doing something, that's all," Kyle said, not really wanting to have to talk about what he knew Nate wanted to know.
"Alright, you really need to stop lying to me," Nathan said. "I know you too well and too long for that."
Kyle sighed, "It's not that I want to lie, it's just I can't explain it. Plus you probably wouldn't know what I'm talking about anyway."
Nathan stopped bouncing the ball and held it on his hip, "Try me."
"Okay. It's been going on for awhie now. I keep having these, bad feelings that something's gonna happen. Like things are gonna get worse and things are gonna change, but not all for the best. And I have these dreams that something bad happens to Brooke. And it just keeps happening over and over again, but each night I have it, I get a little bit closer to what happens. I wanna tell Brooke, but I don't want her to be scared for me or for herself, so I told her that when I figured it out I would let her know. But honestly Nate, I don't know what I'm supposed to be running from."
Nathan sighed, "Well, I know more about it when you think. I had almost the same thing a couple of days before me and Haley's second wedding. I kept on dreaming that she was drowning, and I couldn't save her. Then when we left the reception, the limo Rachel had stolen ran into us, and we fell into the river, and it was like my dream."
"You think that's what's happening now?" Kyle asked. It all started to make sense. What if he was being warned? And was it something that he had to think seriously about?
"I really don't know. But I wouldn't take it lightly. If you're having these continuous dreams, then maybe it's something that you should look into."
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"Okay Brooke this is completely ridiculous. I know you said you wanted to go shopping, but like, this is just wayy too much," Peyton commented as her and Brooke walked throughout the mall with bags and bags from just about every women's apparel.
"Alright, I thought we went over this already. I miss Kyle, and because I miss him I'm sad. So instead of being sad, I end up bored, and to stop being bored, I shop," Brooke said simply.
"Ugh, you're lucky you're my friend," Peyton said as they sat down at a table in the food court.
"I know," Brooke said brightly, but in reality she couldn't stop thinking about how sad she was without him, the one thing that was her downfall. She loved too easily and she gave way too much. Sometimes that was a good thing, but in this case, she wasn't sure if it was the right thing.
"Spill it," Peyton said shortly, leaning back in her chair.
"What are you talking about?" Brooke asked innocently, playing with the bottom of her shirt.
"Brooke, you gave me a cheery smile, and then you're face went into Wonderland, you're thinking about something," Peyton pointed out. Nothing ever got past her.
She sighed, "Fine, I was just miss Kyle."
"Dude, it's been like three days!" Peyton exclaimed.
"I know that," Brooke mumbled. "But it's just weird, he's like always around, and now he's not. I don't know, maybe I'm just being a baby about this."
"It's not as stupid as you think Brooke. You guys haven't been together that long. It's fine to miss him alot. Call him tonight and I bet you'll feel much better," Peyton explained.
"Maybe I'm just being too delicate with this," Brooke stated. "I mean, I've been hurt alot before, and this is kinda new to me. Like, I think I'm just being to dependant on him."
"I think you're over analyzing, again," Peyton said. "Just talk to him tonight, and you'll be good as new, trust me. Whenever Jake left all those times, I would just talk to him on the phone or something and I'd feel like we could withstand anything. You actually get to see Kyle, just in a couple of days. You miss him, he misses you. End of story."
"Whatever P.Sawyer," Brooke sighed. "So, why don't we get out of here so I can call my man?"
"Sounds good to me. I have to call mine too," Peyton smirked.
"Probably. But we both know you just wanted to get me out of here before I buy anything else," Brooke said, rolling her eyes.
"Nothing gets past you Brookie."
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1 .. 2 .. 3 .. 4 .. 5 .. 6 .. 7 .. 8 .. 9 .. 10 .. 1 .. 2 .. 3 .. 4 .. 5 .. 6 .. 7 .. 8 .. 9 .. 10.2 sets of 10. Then 2 sets of 20. Then so on until he couldn't feel his arms anymore and the count off rang in his head throughout the night. Nathan was next to him, benching 240. No one was talking, it was silence. Every once in awhile there was an occasional grunt and a heavy sigh, or the clinking together of weights. But other than that, it was silence, and Kyle found himself liking it.Maybe Nathan was right. He was right to be concerned.
But maybe Nate was wrong. It was kind of ridiculous how these feelings had come out of nowhere. Ever since then it was consecutive and irritating. Either way, he would still have to look out for anything that was out of place, or just didn't feel right.Nothing had felt right lately. He was hanging out with the gang, being with Brooke and concentrating on basketball. Things weren't supposed to feel weird, like it wasn't right.
He was brought out of his thoughts by the loud whistle of Coach K's whistle. He blew it long enough for everyone to drop whatever they were doing, literally. One glance around the place and he returned to his office. Practice was over.
"Do you think we'll ever get to have a conversation with him?" Nathan asked as all the guys entered the locker room.
"I guess we'll whenever the season starts. I just can't wait to get home and away from this. A couple of days away from basketball and weights would do someone good."
"I'm with you on that. What are you gonna do the rest of the day?" Nathan asked as they both collided with the hot summer breeze.
"Uhh sleep," Kyle said bluntly. "And I gotta call Brooke sometime today also."
"I bet she's counting down the days until you come back," Nathan said jokingly.
"That's not a bad thing," Kyle said, collapsing on his bed.
"So," he began. "Have you and Brooke, like, you know, done it yet? You don't have to tell me, I was just wondering since it's been a couple of months and all."
Kyle looked at him, "Are you seriously asking if me and Brooke have had sex? Isn't that a little weird to you?"
"Yeah it's weird. But Haley asked me about it a week ago, and I was just thinking..."
"Woah wait, Haley asked you? What, is everybody wondering if we did it yet?"?
"No I don't think that. I mean, you know Haley, she thinks about the most personal stuff," Nathan said, trying not to sound too nosey.
"Well, if you want an answer then no, we haven't done it yet," Kyle said.Nathan sat on his bed and slipped off his shoes,
"You don't wonder why? Like, have you guys talked about it yet?"
He shrugged, "Not really. It's not really something we've really been concerned about. Just trying to be together was hard enough, I don't think we're in the right stage of our relationship to be talking about having sex."
Nathan nodded, "Yeah that makes sense. So, like, you're not like, sexually frustrated or something---"
"Nate just stop talking."
"Shutting up," Nathan said quickly. "I'm gonna go get something to eat. Want anything?"
"Uhh yeah just grab me a sandwich or something," Kyle said.
As soon as Nathan had left Kyle reached for the phone in the room. The camp was high class, real expensive, but everyone was still limited to only fifteen minutes on the phone. Wasn't exactly enough time to really talk, but who knows when he could have an actual conversation with Brooke. Training had been pretty mellow ever since they had gotten here, but the last couple of days were crucial to show the coaches exactly why he was here.The phone ringed for twice before Brooke's chipper voice came on the other line.
"Hello?"
"Hey."
"Boyfriend!" Brooke gasped, falling onto her couch.
"Whats up?"
"Oh nothing, just got home from the mall with Peyton."
"Why am I not surprised?" Kyle laughed.
"Well besides being with you shopping is the best, I had to have something to do until you get back," Brooke explained.
"Alright it's okay. As long as I'm the best."
"You have no idea. I miss you like, tons," Brooke groaned, playing around with her promise ring.
"I miss you too. Man, this whole basketball training thing is seriously kicking my ass. Like I'm so tired right now and I was only in the gym for a few hours," he explained.
"You love basketball, you're just a little tired of it. Just a couple of more days," Brooke said encouragingly. As much as she wanted him back home, she knew that this basketball thing had to work for him, and this camp was his chance to get the hang of it.
"Believe me, I'm counting down the days all the way down to the minutes. And I wanna get away from Nathan for a day or two," Kyle joked.
"What? Nate's getting a little too Dr. Phil on you or something? Because I know how that is," she said knowingly.
"No, no that's not it. Well, kind of, but he'd more nosey than anything."
"What's he saying?"
"Ehh nothing, just asking questions about me and you and stuff. It's not really a big deal, I was just kinda weirded out that he asked me that," Kyle said.
Brooke sat up with the phone in her hand, "It's not what I think it is, is it?"
Kyle winced over the phone, "What is it you think it is?"
"Oh my gosh, everyone's talking about us not having sex aren't they?" Brooke whined.
"Brooke, babe calm down it's not like that. He just asked me, and I told him that we weren't at the point where we need to think about that."
"God, nobody better ask me about it over here," Brooke said, completely oblivious to what Kyle had just said.
He rolled his eyes, "Anyways, moving on. Is there anything else going on back in Tree Hill?"
"Nothing really. Peyton's running something over by Karen about having a party when you guys get back. Kinda like a mid summer bash, just because we can," Brooke explained lightly.
"Then it's gonna be at Tric. Ehh I don't know, if we ever wanna get a drink we'd be better off having it at that old abandoned house like at grad night," Kyle said, remembering the shooting star.
"Eh we'll get to it when you and Nate get back, which by the way is three days away."
"It's gonna be hell I swear. It's crunch time tomorrow morning. Today was alright because we were just in the weight room the whole time."
"Hmm, how much did you bench today?" Brooke asked, trying to start up a different subject. Truth was Brooke couldn't care less, actually she didn't even know what she was talking about, only that she'd heard that phrase tons of times whenever two guys were sizing each other up.
"260," Kyle said, clearly knowing that she didn't know what she was asking.
Brooke smirked, "Hmm, I bet you're even hotter now, huh?"
"Davis, get your head out of the gutter," Kyle said.
"Aww babe I don't think that's possible, not until you come home that is."
"You need to stop talking about me coming home, because now I'm willing to like, escape now," Kyle said, listening to the rustle of feet and guys talking on their way to their rooms.
"That wouldn't be such a bad thing, except the fact that you're future in basketball would kind of be over."
"Yep, that would really suck," Kyle said quietly.
"Hey," she began. "So like, we really haven't talked about the whole thing that happened at the grad party. I mean, I don't mean to sound nosey or something, but you said you would tell me, and it's been a month already."
Kyle sighed, he knew it would come up sooner or later. She had done her best since then not to push it, and she had been successful, she hadn't bombarded him day in and day out. But now he knew that she would expect something from him, anything. She had waited long enough, and Brooke didn't do patience.
"I know, and I'm sorry for not knowing this sooner. But truth is, I still don't know what it is. I keep thinking about these things, and having dreams that I can't pick apart. Like I know the basis, but I don't know why or how or when."
"What are the dreams about?" Brooke asked.
"I don't know if it's best that I tell you over the phone, it would be a little bit weird."
"Why? It's not about me is it?"
"Brooke, how about we talk about it when I get back? I don't feel comfortable telling you right now," Kyle suggested, not wanting to talk anymore about it.
"If you say so. Listen, I have to run to the store for something, but I'll talk to you later alright?" Brooke said, getting up from the couch.
His eyebrows creased, "Okay, I'll just talk to you tomorrow."
"Love you," she said shortly.
"Love you too."
"Great, now I just scared her," he said to himself as he set the phone down on the receiver.
How could he possibly find his way out of it this time? Kyle considered making something up, anything to relieve Brooke of this fear and worriness. But he knew he couldn't. He couldn't lie to her.So what was there to do? Maybe he was over reacting, but maybe not. Kyle never really let things get to him, but this was just impossible to rid himself of.
"Hey, how was Brooke time?" Nathan asked, throwing a turkey sandwich wrapped in plastic wrap to him.
"Brooke time? It was alright. I was close to telling her about my dreams that I've been having, but I didn't want to scare her, so I said I would tell her when i got back, even though I don't even know if I wanna do that now," Kyle explained, suddenly losing his appetite.
"Well you gotta do it sometime. I have first experience in that," Nathan said.
Easier said than done. Sure, he could tell Brooke and get that weight off his chest. But things might never be the same. And even worse than that, Brooke might not want to be with him anymore, knowing that something might happen.
"You know, I think I better make some calls before I tell Brooke anything," Kyle said, already scrolling down his contacts list on his cell phone.
Nathan looked at him, "Calls to whom?"
"I've been trying for the whole summer to figure out if what I'm feeling is serious, or if I'm tweaked over nothing. When all along I was asking myself this question, I should've been asking someone else," Kyle said, finding the number he was looking for.