CHAPTER 2: ONCE A BACKSTABBER, ALWAYS A BACKSTABBER.
"Luke what are you talking about? Brooke is not pregnant! I mean what would make people think that. A girl leaves to move in with her parents in California and people automatically think she's knocked up and going to pop one out any second!" Haley rambled, getting up and walking back into the house, leaving Lucas sitting there, speechless and confused. Haley ran past Nathan and into her bedroom to get her car keys. She knew who started this rumor and she was going to talk to her.
"Hales, what are you doing?" Nathan asked, curious as to why Haley was storming out of their house after having a simple conversation with Lucas out on the porch.
"Nathan, its nothing! I'll be home later." She ran outside, past Lucas, into her car and drove away down the block.
"What the hell. Haley would only act like this if Brooke were actually pregnant." Lucas whispered to himself.
Brooke was walking along the boardwalk when her cell phone began to ring. She looked at the caller I.D and it read Tutor-Wife. "Calling me back so soon. I know I'm irresistible Hales, but you need to take these amount of phone calls to a minimum. We wouldn't want Nathan to know about our affair now would we?" Brooke smirked through the phone, laughing a little. Haley laughed too. She figured she would play along letting Brooke get a laugh before the giant bomb she was about to lay on her.
"I think it's you that finds me so irresistible Miss Davis. And I am pretty sure Nathan would be turned on by this lovely affair. If you know what I mean..," Haley winked, even though Brooke couldn't see her.
"Ew, Hales!" Brooke laughed. "This is getting weird. So what's up?"
"Uh, well I have some really bad news, but please promise me you won't freak out. The stress isn't good for the baby, okay?"
"Oh my god. Haley what happened?" Brooke said, trying to sound as calm as possible.
"ell, there are kind of rumors going around school about your condition and their kind of saying you left pregnant."
"HAT?! Ugh. That little whore! I know who started them Haley! She thought I was pregnant while I was still in Tree Hill!"
"I know Brooke, I know. I'm actually in the car going to her house to talk to her." Haley looked out the window and saw a police car coming up behind her. "Brooke, I have to go. Phone while driving, bad idea."
Haley pulled up at the house that Brooke once called "home" and walked up to the door. She hesitated a little before knocking. I mean even if she did start them, what could be done now? Haley knocked on the door and waited until she heard the doorknob turn from the other side.
"Well if it isn't Haley James-knocked up by a-Scott in my doorway."
"Wow, I can honestly say I have never heard that one before, so whatever. Listen Rachel, I need to talk to you about Brooke."
"Oh my god! Is she okay? Come in," Rachel said kind of panicking.
Haley walked into Rachel's house and sat down, uncomfortably. She and Rachel were never what you would call "friends", so being in her house alone was a little awkward. "Uh yeah Rachel, she's fine. She's just completely pissed that you spread those rumors about her because, yes, I told her."
"What are you talking about? Oh you mean the pregnancy rumors? I swear that I didn't spread those sick things. Even if I ragged on her before she left about how she was acting like a pregnant woman, I wouldn't say anything if she wasn't here to defend herself."
"Don't lie to me Rachel! If you didn't spread them, how would you know what I am talking about!?" Haley screamed.
"Listen skank. I don't know who you think you are to come into my house and yell at me like that and I also don't know what kind of friend you think I am. I would never do that to Brooke, ever. Despite the differences we have had, I wouldn't screw our friendship over," Rachel said, trying to keep a steady voice. She wasn't one to get worked up over someone accusing her of something that wasn't true. That seemed to happen a lot lately. "Haley, I think you should just leave."
"Rachel, I'm sorry. I just, I mean, do you know who started this. It's not like its, uh true or anything. Cause you know, well, if it was true, then uh- well I wouldn't care who knew."
"Yeah sure," Rachel responded, half believing her. "Anyway, you know Peyton started those things right?" Haley stood there shocked and speechless. Peyton Sawyer was the last person who would have crossed her mind.
Haley pulled up into the driveway and noticed Peyton's car in front of her house. "Could this day get any better?" Haley said to herself. She unlocked the door and stepped inside to find Nathan with Lucas and Peyton in the living room.
"Hey Haley, I hope you don't mind me and Luke eating over tonight but-"
"Actually, I do mind. You are such a backstabbing whore!" Before Haley knew what was happening, she was flipping out on Peyton. "Did you honestly think I wouldn't find out about you spreading the rumors Peyton? Did you think that me and Brooke wouldn't find out!"
"Wait what? You said those things about Brooke?" Lucas started up, "but you told me.."
"Yeah, I told you Rachel started them because she did! I don't know why she is accusing me Lucas!"
"What a whore! I was just at Rachel's house and she told me it was you!" Busted.
"Well, so what if I started them. It's not like it isn't true. She was pregnant before she left."
"You've been spreading shit about Brooke around school?" Nathan said, shocked that Peyton would even attempt to hurt Brooke again.
"Yeah, but just because you knew she was pregnant doesn't give you the right to tell the whole school!" Haley screamed, unaware of what she had just let the three shocked faces in front of her in on. Fuck.
