Summary: Jake dies in prison, leaving Peyton alone. Months go by and she starts spiraling out of control when she meets someone completely wrong for her, and gets back into the drug scene.Cananyone save her from herself?
Rating: PG-13 for language, sexual content, drug use, violence,ect..
Reader's Note: If you're not a Peyton fan, I suggest you not read this fanfic. It doesn't complement the Brooke/Lucas relationship or the character.The central focus is Peyton, and her journey through the grief of unexpected Jake's death. The language is also a little rough.
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Chapter One
Peyton Sawyersat on the bleachers in the Tree Hill gym, waiting for her turn to practice the cheerleading routine Brooke was attempting to teach the squad for the big game on Friday. Her eyes focused on a large poster on the gym wall. It seemed like she had been in a daze since Jake had gone to jail two months ago.
Brooke and Lucas were spending more and more time together, almost off in there own little corner of the world. Nathan was still agonizing over Haley and hadn't said much since he moved back in with Dan. Haley was off doing her music thing. Anna had gone back to boarding school.And of course her dad was always away on business. That left Peyton. Sure, it wasn't fair. She felt like screaming at her so called friends half the time and always thought about how things used to be. But she just didn't have the will to complain anymore.
It was like she was always on the outside looking in, and she hated it more than anything.
" Peyton." says a voice.
She snaps out of it, looking directly to the right, past the basketball players practicing.
Whitey stood at the end of the bleachers with a strange, somber look on his face.
" Come over here for a minute. Some people are here to talk to you." says Whitey, motioning for her.
Peyton looks at him strangely, walking over to him.
She immidiately stops in her tracks when she see's two police officers standing outside through the window. She looks over at Whitey, who's eyes are on the floor.
" What's going on?" says Peyton.
Whitey doesn't answer.
" Whitey.." says Peyton.
" Come on outside." says Whitney, leading her out of the gym through the double doors.
Nathan is about to shoot a basket, when he notices Lucas' attention is on the doors. He walks over next to him, seeing Peyton being led outside.
" What's going on? Are those cops?" says Nathan.
" Don't know. I think so. Hope everything's ok." says Lucas.
" It doesn't look ok." says Nathan, looking at the expressions on the officer's faces.
Brooke looks over, also seeing Peyton being led outside.
" Alright, take five girls. I'll be back." says Brooke, putting her pom poms down and walking past the bleachers.
" Just tell me. What happend, what's wrong?" says Peyton to the group of men, almost out of breath.
She felt like her heart was going to pop out of her chest. Something was very wrong. She could feel it.
Brooke pushes through the doors, standing next to Peyton.
" What's going on? Do you.. do you need me to call someone for you?" says Brooke.
" I don't know because no one will tell me what the hell is going on." says Peyton, angirly.
" Go back inside, Brooke. Go." says Whitey, sternly.
Brooke nods,and quickly goes back into the gym.
" Is it my dad? What? Just tell me." says Peyton.
The other police officer turns to Peyton, looking her square in the eyes.
" Jake Jagielski was killed earlier this morning in lockup. His mother said that you should know right away." says the officer.
Peyton's heart sank.. she could see the officer's mouth moving explaining what had happend, but no audible words came out. It was all a dribble and three concerned glances all directed towards her. She puts her hand on her forehead, and feels herself start to go down.
Whitey catches her, propping her up. She quickly moves away from him, sitting on the corner of the brick wall. Whitey moves closer trying to do something.. anything for her. She puts her hand up, holding back tears.
" No.. Whitey. Don't.. I.. I just.." mumbles Peyton, staring down at her hands.
" I'll take it from here. Thanks for coming by." says Whitney, to the officers.
" We're just sorry it had to be under these cirumstances Coach." says an officer.
Whitney nods, as the policemen walk up the street to there car. Whitey turns to Peyton, sitting next to her.
" Is your dad in town?" says Whitey.
" What do you think?" says Peyton.
" Maybe I can call Karen or.." says Whitey.
" No. Don't call anyone. I just,Ineed to be alone. Just leave me alone." says Peyton, without looking at him.
The bell rings for next period. Whitey nods at Peyton's request, slowly walking back towards the gym doors. He stops, turning back around.
" I'll be in my office. I'm.. Peyton I'm so sorry about Jake." says Whitey, not knowing what else to say.
Peyton dosen't respond, as Whitey goes back into the gym. Kids start coming out of the doors almost immidiately. Peyton looks up, quickly walking back into the gym to get her stuff. She see's Brooke putting her things in a duffel bag where the cheer practice had been.
" Hey. What's going on, you ok?" says Brooke.
Peyton opens her backpack and shoves her pom poms inside. Brooke looks down, watching as Peyton's hands shake.
" Peyton, what happend? Talk to me. Please." says Brooke, worriedly.
" Don't worry about it. Everything's cool." says Peyton, still shoving her things into her bag.
" Peyton, you're shaking. Everything is not cool." says Brooke.
Peyton zips up the bag, turning to leave.
" Peyton!" says Brooke, pulling on her sleeve to face her.
Peyton turns towards her, as a tear rolls down her cheek.
" What!" yells Peyton.
Brooke just looks at her, completely confused. She'd never seen Peyton look like this before.
" Tell me what happend. You're really scaring me right now." says Brooke.
" As always it's about you, right? It's all about you. You really want to know what's wrong? Want to know what's happend that had absolutely nothing to do with the ever-so-important Brooke Davis?" says Peyton, with a small laugh through the flowing tears.
Brooke stares at her, feeling like she was being cut with a knife by Peyton's words.
" Jake was killed in prison, Brooke. He's dead. Someone killed him for.. get this. This is really good. For a pack of cigarettes." says Peyton.
A tear falls down Brooke's face as she puts her hand over her mouth.
" Omigod." says Brooke.
" He doesn't even smoke. The guy thought he had some on him and he stabbed him. No one even helped him. They just let him bleed to death." says Peyton.
Peyton turns and begins walking out of the gym.
" Peyton, wait! Where are you going?" says Brooke, after her.
Nathan walks out of the locker room fully dressed when Peyton runs right into him, falling into his arms.
" Whoa, watch it." says Nathan.
He looks up, realizing who had run into him.
" Oh, hey. Sorry, I didn't know.." says Nathan, taking a better look at her.
She pushes away from him, starting out of the gym hallway.
" Peyton!" yells Nathan, after her.
He watches down the hallway for a few seconds, when Brooke appears.
" Have you seen Peyton?"says Brooke.
" Yeah, just now. What's going on? She looked really bad." says Nathan.
" She um.. Nathan, Jake's dead. The cops just told her. He was killed in prison." says Brooke, softly.
This story used to be on my old id, octheresafan, but I moved it here. I intend to finish this fanfic. Read/Review!