So for a while I was kind of in an American Idol fanfiction obsession but eventually after watching the finale of One Tree Hill I decided I would watch every season from the start 1-9 and of course I fell in love with OTH fanfiction again, and just had to write a Naley fic.3 I've had this idea for a while hope y'all like it. The first chapter is short but it's more of a prologue than chapter they will get longer I promise(: Read and Review thank you 3
"Sometimes, it seems like you are the only one in the world who's struggling, who's frustrated, unsatisfied, barely getting by. But that feelings a lie." –Lucas Scott
This sort of thing didn't happen to people like her, at least that's what she had always told herself, clearly she wasn't write in believing so. She was always careful about the men that she let into her life; so where did she go wrong? She looked up from the ground where her eyes had been fixed for the last ten minutes while the drunk and disorderly were dealt with. Surveying her surroundings she saw a family, an older woman in tears along with an older gentleman whose arms wrapped tightly around her fragile body. It was almost as if he was trying to take away all of her pain, but his face betrayed him as his silent tears fell from his eyes.
The walls were gray, and the benches were hard and cold, she was scared. Looking around at the people around her had caused her to remember why exactly it was that she was among them. The same sickening feel she had felt when everything had occurred was coming back and for a brief moment she debated whether or not she should make a mad dash for the trash can. Cold. She just felt cold, and broken and once again found herself questioning how the hell it was that she could be so careful and still end up as a statistic. Her thoughts were broken though as the blonde female at the desk called for her attention.
"Excuse me mam did you need to speak with someone?"
"Umm. Yeah I uh. My names Haley James…I was raped.
