Plot outline:
Nathan killed his four best friends.
Brooke is goth, and attempted suicide.
Peyton ran away from home.
Haley slept with her own step-brother.
Lucas just got out of juvanile prison.
The wrong thing done for the right reason... is still the wrong thing... but what reasons could these people have, for doing the things they did?
I don't own anything or anyone. This story is completly AU. I have tried to write this so that you will understand, but if there are any questions please don't be afraid to ask. I'll try andupdate every few days, but it depends on school work. I really appreciate reviews, and I hope you enjoy this story.
Nathan crawled out of bed for the third time that day. Turning his TV off, and throwing the remote down onto his bed, he headed out of his room. He paused at his doorway, looking over at the black door opposite his. Loud punk rock music was playing, and the sign on the door reading "Bitch Inside, Back Off" was vibrating as the music surged. Shaking his head he turned to his left and headed downstairs.
The light from sun hit his face as he entered the brightly lit kitchen. He squinted and continued towards the fridge, not even glancing at his father, who was sitting at the kitchen bench, reading the news paper.
"Afternoon son," Dan Scott said, turning the page of the sports section. Nathan didn't respond, taking a carton of juice out of the fridge, and removing the lid. "Glad to see you out of bed… finally," his father sneered, as he watched his son scull half a bottle of juice from the carton.
As Nathan lowered the juice carton he gave his father a huge fake grin, turned on his heel and went to leave the kitchen. He bumped into his mother on the way out, who gave him a pat on the shoulder, and a small smile. He continued on his way upstairs, and Deb Scott took a seat across from her husband.
"That was the doctor on the phone," she said, taking the newspaper out of his hands to make sure he was paying attention. "He said that Nathan should be fine to go back to school tomorrow, and his next check up will be in two weeks,"
"That's good," he responded. "We'll start him out on light training--"
His wife cut him off. "No Dan. Nothing has changed. You heard what the doctor said. No basketball. Ever. It's the beginning of a new school year, and I would like both of our kids to start fresh, with no pressure from you" and with that, she left the room, not wanting to deal with her husband obsession of making her only son put a ball through a hoop for the rest of his life.
Dan sighed. How could everything go so wrong is just three months? Nathan would have made all state if he hadn't been so reckless. The accident had ruined his chance at a professional basketball career, and Dan Scott's very own social status.
And although the police never officially charged Nathan of any crime the residents of Tree Hill didn't want anything to do with a supposed murderer, or his family. As far as they where concerned;
Nathan Scott was driving. Nathan Scott was speeding. Nathan Scott killed Tim Smith, Jack Brooker, Luke Henderson and Zachary Gardiner. Nathan Scott killed his four best friends. Nathan Scott, would suffer for his crime.
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