Can't Breathe : The Sequel to 'Love Is Dead'

Prologue.

Nathan was with his friends at the after party for winning another game yet again.

But something was still on his mind. What Big said to him after the game was over.

Flashback.

"Scott." Big said, looking down at his clipboard.

"What's up Big?"

"Haley said good game." The man said. Chuckling a little as he put down the clipboard.

"What?"

"You guys are all the same, never grateful, it's the basketball curse, well more like professional sports curse, one you couldn't defeat. Night." He said saluting as the next bodyguard came and took his place.

"Big, was Haley here?"

"What do you think?" Nathan looked down guiltily. "Basketball player," Big said scoffing, "The player one's right."

"Big-" He was already gone.

End.

"Oh Nathan!" The blonde cheerleader said. She was now in a purple dress that stopped mid-thigh showing WAY too much cleavage, fishnet stockings, and black Jimmy Choos.

"Daphne." He said smiling, drinking a little bit more of the alcohol he possessed, trying to forget about the memory.

"You ready to go soon?"

"Just a few more minutes." She smiled walking away and swaying her hips, causing the guys to come over and congratulate Nathan.

"Whoo! Man newbie, you're lucky, and your ACTUAL girl doesn't even know!" One of his players said.

"Heh, yeah." Nathan said high-fiving the guy, immediately regretting it.

"Why are you doing this? A wife who loves you and is MUCH more classy than Daphne, Do you even know her backstory? Her?" One of the elder players said.

"John, I know, that's why she's so good." The guys chuckled after the comment including Nathan.

"And full of STD's." A newbie, David said.

David got married just like Nathan in high school, except he was taller and more caramel colored.

"You guys suck out the fun." Nathan said, drinking a little more out of his cup.


Haley slumped down on the bed huffing, it was getting extremely hot and her stomach pains didn't help either, of course that could probably be because of her pregnancy, which felt weirder than she thought.

"Damn Nathan and his hot body." She mumbled nonchalantly.

"Still talking to yourself Tutor Girl?"

"Brooke!" Haley said smiling, way too lazy to get up.

"Hey!" Brooke said coming over to sit next to Haley and hugging her. "Just to let you know, I have Chuck Norris on speedial."

"Brooke!" Haley said laughing. Although it couldn't hurt. Haley thought for a moment.

"Tutor girl! Seriously?"

"What? He needs a good ass-kickin." She said, chuckling at the mental picture of his face.

Calm your hormones Haley. She sighed again and looked at Brooke.

"Hales, I'm sure he misses you."

"Yeah right. God, I'm gonna get all fat and hungry and it's all his fault."

"Your preggo?"

"Yeah. Didn't Peyton and Lucas tell you?" Brooke looked down.

"Uh Oh. What now Brooke?"

"I don't know, don't they seem a little too close for you?"

"No!" Haley said, rolling her eyes. "Stop worrying so much, he loves you."

"Pfft. Yeah right."

"Brooke!"

"I'm coming in with ice cream!" Lucas yelled from down the hall, afraid he might interrupt their conversation at the wrong time.

"Shh." Brooke said, Haley sighed and sat back on her bed, rubbing the soon to be bigger swell of a belly.

"My two favorite girls!" Lucas said smiling while putting the bowls and spoons down.

"You mean three." Peyton said sitting down next to Haley with her own bowl and spoon.

"We are gonna catch up. NOW." Brooke said forcefully looking at Haley. Haley smiled and proceeded to tell them her life so far.


"I'll be in the car." Daphne said smiling. Nathan nodded and walked into his house.

Ever since the talk Nathan felt eerie about something with Haley.

To be truthful he did love Haley, but ever since she stopped showing at games or anything, he's had to rely on something to look at.

Daphne was just there.

He walked into his walk-in closet to see all of Haley's things gone and a note.

It had lyrics to the last song she wrote. Love Is Dead.

And a P.S. note.

Nate, I tried I really did. But you don't listen, and you're a cheater. Good game Nathan.

It all came back to him at that moment.

He saw another letter and picked it up.

Here's what you wanted.

Down below was a paper that marked DIVORCE in big bold letters.

He started chuckling.

"Haley? Hales come out!" He said, noticing the quiet he had around him. He stopped chuckling his face and body falling to the floor.

"Nathan? Daphne called.

Daphne. He forgot all about her.

"Natey? What's wrong?" Nathan couldn't answer. Daphne picked up the papers. "But isn't that good? We can be together and-"

"No, it's not. I lost my wife Daphne, my WIFE. She's the one who I tell not to wait up, the one who I don't compliment anymore, who I never listened to. And THAT'S what's came to it."

"A divorce? Nathan you said it yourself you wanted it."

"I wanted to get in your pants. Haley wasn't givin' me any so-"

"You bastard! No wonder she wants to be away from you!" Daphne dropped the note and walked off.

Nathan sighed and walked downstairs to his den pouring out some wine into a cup, turning on the TV.

Nice going smooth.

That whole night was filled with drinks and drunken cries for Haley.


Haley gasped and sat up, feeling a sharp pain in her chest.

"What's wrong?" Peyton said running in.

"Is it wrong? Goodness, it's like Nathan's calling me back or something."

"Haley-"

"I don't wanna feel him. It hurts too much." Haley said, tears threatening to fall from her eyes.

"Come 'ere." Peyton said laying back down with her.