Toxic Valentine Chapter 4: Love Me Dead, an one tree hill fanfic

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Chapter 4: Love Me Dead

Haley walked down the halls and she could hear the murmurs around her. She tried to concentrate on what everyone was saying. She could tell they were all talking about the same thing. Another boy had gone missing. That made three in less than a week. She hated to even think it but she couldn't shake the feeling that maybe Rachel or Carrie had something to do with it. There was no way that it was a coincidence that the boys who had gone missing over the weekend had both been linked with Rachel. And what about this boy? He probably was too. She didn't want it to be true, but what if it was. And even if it was, what was she going to do about it?

She shook her head and tried to not think about what was going on. She didn't want to. She walked over to her locker and opened it. It wasn't long before she stopped what she was doing and looked down the hall. She saw Nathan walk through the door of the hallway and it was like everything seemed to blur, but him. He was in clear perfect vision. She swore she could always feel when he was going to be around.

Nathan looked down the hall and saw Haley standing at her locker. His eyes locked with hers for a split second before she looked away. He knew that she didn't want him to know she was looking at him. He smirked before walking towards her. She flipped her long blonde hair over her shoulder before looking at him. He came to a stop next to her and she smiled. He couldn't help but smile back. He knew that there was nothing that this girl could do that would make him not smile. "So," he said, "do you feel like explaining that long complicated story to me?" he asked. He could see her brow crinkle in confusion and he smiled, "the one you didn't want to tell me yesterday at lunch," he said hoping to jog her memory.

Haley closed her locker and leaned her back against it and faced him, "you know I don't think I do," she said. She couldn't bring herself to look away from his face. She wanted to memorize everything about him. They way he smiled or smirked. The look of playfulness in his eyes or the way he used his teeth to play with his lip ring when he was nervous. She wanted to learn every little thing he did, all of his little mannerisms. She wanted to take all the time she needed to do just that.

"And why not?"

"Well, like I said, it's complicated."

Nathan smiled, "well I got time then."

Haley smiled back and crossed her arms over her chest. She suddenly sensed that they were going to have company soon. She looked to the right and saw Rachel and Carrie walking towards them. Haley sighed, "yeah, well I don't." She nodded towards them and Nathan looked at them before glancing down at the ground.

"Hey Hales," Rachel said and glanced at Nathan. She flipped her hair over her shoulder before looking back at Haley. Nathan didn't miss the way Rachel completely blew him off. Apparently she didn't like him. Carrie looked between Nathan and Haley and Nathan swore he saw her eyes turn red for a second. He was scared of her a little bit.

"Hi Rachel," Haley said, "hey did you hear about that other boy who went missing?"

"Another one?" Nathan asked.

"Yeah. I just heard about it this morning. That makes 3, that's really weird."

"Well it's probably nothing," Carrie said not paying much attention to what they were saying. She was blowing it off like it wasn't that big a deal.

"I hope they find them," Haley said sincerely.

"Whatever," Rachel said, and looked between the three of them, "Haley can we talk real fast? You wouldn't mind… leaving right?" she said looking at Nathan. Nathan glanced at Haley before nodding.

"Not at all."

"Nathan-"

"I'll just talk to you later Haley," he said and smiled. He knew that when Rachel asked for something, it wasn't asking. It was telling. And he was even more scared of her than he was of Rachel so there was no way he was going to say no to her. Who knows what might happen if he did. He didn't really want to think about it. He looked at Haley again before turning around and going the opposite way down the hall.

Love me cancerously, like a salt-sore soaked in the sea.
"High maintenance" means your a gluttonous queen,
narcissistic and mean.
Kill me romantically, fill my soul with vomit
then ask me for a piece of gum.
Bitter and dumb, you're my sugarplum
you're awful, I love you...

Haley turned and looked at Rachel and got ready for what she had to say to her. "Haley," she began, "what are you doing with a boy like that?" she asked, "I mean really."

"What are you talking about?" Haley asked.

"Well come on. Nathan Scott? He's one of the biggest slackers here and he's never going to amount to anything. And you're wasting your time on him? Use him if you're going to use him, but I don't think it's a good idea to keep him around for company."

"Why?"

"I get a weird feeling from him."

"So do I," Carrie said, "his scent is really strong. But it's different from others. There's something very different about him."

"He seems fine to me," Haley said, "and I can't believe you're trying to be like… my mother or something. Especially you Carrie, you were trying to get him yourself just this weekend," she said not realizing she'd let that slip out. "Rachel I appreciate that you're… looking out for me or whatever, but I really don't need you to."

"Well I'm just thinking that you can do a lot better. If people see you with him too many times do you know what they're going to think? They're going to think that just anyone can get something from us."

"Well just because they think that doesn't mean they can. And I like Nathan so if I want to be friends with him, I'm going to be."

"Haley-"

"Rachel I don't know what's gotten into you, but you are not our leader. We still have the right to do whatever we want, no matter what you say."

Haley looked at Carrie and Rachel one last time before walking down the hall past them. She'd never really said what she was thinking to them. But she was tired of them, mostly Rachel, trying to act like they were in charge. They had always been that way, thinking that they were the leaders of the group and whatever they say go's. She was sure that they would be pissed at her for awhile, but she didn't care right now.

She moves through moonbeams slowly
She knows just how to hold me
and when her edges soften, her body is my coffin.
I know she drains me slowly
She wears me down to bones in bed...
must be the sign on my head, it says,
"Oh love me dead!" Love me dead

After school Haley went back to her house. She had a feeling she wouldn't be welcome at Carrie and Rachel's. She walked out back behind her house and looked at the large lake that was behind it. Tall pine trees lined the lake and cast a large shadow across the water. She stood there for a little while longer before going back inside. She walked up to her room and collapsed against her bed. She felt her phone vibrate in her back pocket and reached to get it. Clay flashed on the screen and she answered it quickly.

"Hey," she said, "what's up?"

"They found their bodies this morning."

"What?"

"Andrew Hartman and Cory Morris. They found their bodies. It's all over the news Hales." Haley sat up and went to her TV and grabbed the remote before searching for a news station. She saw pictures of the two boys on screen. Different than the ones that had been on before.

"What-What happened to them? Do they know?"

"I don't know yet. I think they were just about to say."

Haley turned her attention back to the news to wait to hear what they would say about the two boys. They flashed to a press conference that the police were holding and she saw the sheriff standing in front of a mic waiting to speak.

"Early this morning the bodies of 17 year old Andrew Hartman and 20 year old Corry Morris were found near Duke University. They were reported missing after a party last weekend at Duke and they hadn't been heard from since. There were bite marks on their necks that looked like that of an animal. They were badly beaten and bruised, it looked like they'd been through quite the ordeal before their deaths. We won't know the official cause of death until after the autopsy." The sheriff took a breath and cleared his throat, "there is also another boy missing, his name is Michael Crawford. He's been missing for about 2 days. If anyone has any information on his disappearance of the deaths of Andrew and Cory I would ask them to please come forward or call the Tree Hill Police department."

Haley sat in front of her TV, like she was waiting for something else to happen. "Haley?" Clay said, "are you still there?"

"Yeah, I'm still here. Sorry."

"I thought you might want to know that they found them."

"Yeah thanks for letting me know."

"I know you probably don't want to hear this, but I think-"

"Rachel had something to do with it."

"Yeah."

Haley knew that Clay was just being protective of her. He'd been that way since they became friends. And she was glad he was always looking out for her. And who knows, maybe he was right this time. But she didn't want to believe it. She would leave the worrying to Clay. It was what he was good at. "I know that you think I'm being crazy," he said, "but you know Rachel. She can be…" he trailed off not even knowing the right word to put in there. "Just please be careful around her. I would hate for anything to happen to you."

"Nothing's gonna happen to me Clay. I promise."

"Ok, good, cuz I would really hate that."

"I know."

There was silence for a moment before she continued, "look I gonna go but I'll talk to you later."

"Ok. Call me if you need me."

"Don't I always?" she asked and smiled and he was sure he could hear the smile in her voice.

"Yeah you do."

"Bye Clay," she said and hung up. She laid back down against her bed and watched the rays from the sun come in through her window. When the sun hit her skin it made it glow. She brought her hand up and used it to cast a shadow over her face. Sometimes she hated what she was. Sometimes she just didn't care. But there were times when she was thankful. If what had happened to her hadn't happened, she never would have met Clay. And he was her best friend, there was no way she could be upset about that. He made her what she was and yeah, sometimes she wished he hadn't, but she couldn't change it and she knew she wouldn't if she could.

You're a faith-healer on tv
You're an office park without any trees
corporate and cold, gushing for gold-leave me alone.
You suck so passionately
You're a parasitic, psycho, filthy creature
finger-bangin' my heart.
You call me up drunk, does the fun ever start?
You're hideous...and sexy!

Haley grabbed her phone again and went out of her room towards her computer. She saw the book with a bright orange cover that said TREE HILL HIGH DIRECTORY on the front. She grabbed it and began to flip through it until she got to the name she wanted. She quickly dialed and waited nervously for an answer. She felt like she was in elementary school all over again waiting to talk on the phone with the boy she had a crush on. It was ridiculous really. Now she knew what it felt like for all the boys who called her. "Hello?" she heard an answer on the other end of the line.

"Hi, um is Nathan home?" she asked feeling stupid.

"Yeah just a second," she heard the person say and she heard them yell up for him.

"Who's calling?" the person asked a second later.

"Um, it's Haley. Haley James." There was silence on the other end of the line for a bit and she began to wonder if they hung up. "Hello?" she asked.

"Oh uh sorry, he's coming just a second."

"Ok, who is this by the way?" she asked.

"Lucas Scott. Nathan's brother."

"Oh yeah! I forgot you two were brothers. We have calc together don't we?" she asked.

"Uh yeah," he said feeling nervous and not knowing what else to say to her. "Well here's Nathan I'll talk to you later, bye." Haley laughed when she heard Lucas's nervous good bye.

"Hello?" Nathan said, not really sure if he should believe that Haley James was calling him.

"Hey Nathan, it's Haley."

"Oh hey," he said.

"Sorry I wouldn't have called your house, but I don't have your cell number, so it was kind of my only option."

"Oh it's ok. Don't worry about it."

She took a deep breath then said, "ok well the reason I called was I was wondering if you maybe wanted to come over to my house. Tonight?"

"Like right now?" Nathan asked.

"Yeah. I mean you don't have to if you don't want to or if you can't-"

"No!" he said and mentally scolded himself for sounding so enthusiastic. "I mean… I can come over now. If you want."

"Yeah that'd be great."

Haley looked at her reflection in the mirror and sighed. She was having a hard time getting her hair to look the way she wanted it to. And it seemed dull and flat. She had just fed over the weekend, it shouldn't already look like this. Was Nathan going to notice? And her skin was beginning to look pale. What if he noticed the dark circles beginning to form under her eyes.

She groaned and moved away from the mirror and sat down on the edge of her bed. She pushed her hair off her forehead and let out the deep breath she'd been holding. Nathan was going to be there soon and she was freaking out. And she knew it was dumb, it wasn't like she didn't see him everyday. And plus she'd really just met the guy. She had no reason to be so nervous. Especially when she was usually the one who made guys nervous.

Must be the sign on my head, it says,
"Oh love me dead!" Love me dead! Wow! Uh!

She'd changed into a pair of white shorts over a black bikini. She wore a simple red long sleeve shirt over the bikini top and a pair of flip flops on her feet. She left her hair down after she realized that there was nothing she could do with it. No matter how hard she tried. But never the less, she thought she looked fine. Well at least fine enough. She heard the door bell from downstairs and she stood up quickly. She looked at herself one last time before going out of her room and down the stairs.

She flipped on the light of the chandelier in the hallway by the door and she went to it to open it. When she did she saw Nathan on the other side. He wore a pair of jeans with a black t-shirt. The Nikes he usually wore were now replaced with a pair of white with black Adidas. She smiled when she saw him and opened the door wider to let him in. he walked behind her and watched as she walked down a long hallway towards the kitchen. "I'm glad you came over," Haley said, "do you want something to drink?"

"No that's ok, I'm fine."

Nathan stood in the kitchen watching her walk around the kitchen. He would never have believed that he was going to be here. At Haley James's house. That sort of thing just didn't happen to him. Ever. He sat down on one of the chairs at the kitchen island and waited for Haley. When she turned around he couldn't help but stare at her. She looked a little different again. It was just subtle differences but she still looked as beautiful as always. He wasn't sure what it was that was different. But it was something.

"I'm glad you came over," she said after a moment of silence, "do you wanna go outside?" she asked and glanced towards the glass sliding door. Nathan nodded and the two of them walked towards the door and he followed her outside. He saw that she had a large deck that faced a lake behind her house. The sun was setting and casting a glow on the water. He followed her across the deck and down a few stairs that lead to a small dock near the water. Haley sat down on the edge of the dock and Nathan came and sat down next to her.

Love me cancerously
Brrrot-dot-da-d-da-da! Brrrot-dot-da-d-da-da!
How's your new boy? Does he know about me?
You've got the mark of the beast.
You're born of a jackal! You're beautiful!

The two of them looked towards the water and let the still silence surround them. It wasn't until a few minutes later that Haley turned to face him and said, "I'm sorry about earlier."

"What do you mean?" Nathan asked, genuinely confused about why she was apologizing.

"About Rachel, and Carrie. They can be kind of rude sometimes."

"It's ok."

"Not really."

Nathan shrugged and looked back out at the water. What he really wanted to talk about was whatever it was that she was keeping from him. He wanted to know about her and the guy he saw her with at the party. He didn't know what was going on with them, but he knew what it looked like. And even though Haley had said it was nothing he couldn't help but feel the nagging feeling in his chest when he thought about it. Nathan turned and looked at her and said, "there's something different about you," he said.

Haley looked at him quickly and then down. Did he really notice how she looked. Did she look bad already?

"It's not bad," he said, "I mean, you always look beautiful."

Haley looked at him and smiled, "thanks. But what about me looks different?"

"I don't know," Nathan said, "just something about you is different. It's not bad," he said again, "I promise."

Haley smiled again and then looked back out towards the water. "Wanna swim?" she asked.

"I don't know if that's-"

"Oh come on," she said and stood up. She pulled her shirt over her head and then pushed down her white shorts. Nathan looked up at her and swore all his breath left his body. She kicked off her flip flops and dove into the water. When she surfaced she saw Nathan standing on the dock. He pulled his black t shirt up over his head and dropped it on the deck and Haley took the opportunity to check him out. She never would have guessed that he was hiding a great body under his every day façade. She watched as he unbuttoned his jeans before sliding them down off his legs and toeing off his shoes.

"You getting in now?" she asked and tipped her head back to dip it in the water.

"Yeah I'm coming," Nathan said and jumped into the water. When he came back up he saw her waiting near the dock for him. He swam towards her and she moved around in the water near him. "You were totally planning this weren't you?" Nathan asked and smirked.

"What are you saying?" Haley asked and laughed, "of course I didn't. I just put this on incase I wanted to swim after you left. But since you're here I thought I'd ask you if you wanted to join me."

"Right," Nathan said, "if that's what you need to tell yourself. Admit it Haley, any chance to get me out of my clothes."

"Oh you caught me," Haley teased. She swam closer to him till she was just inches from him. "What can I say Nathan? Anything to get you out of your clothes. I just wanted you that bad. I mean, how can I resist you?" she asked and wrapped her arm around his neck and felt him grab her waist and pull her closer to him. She rested her palm flat against his chest and she could feel his heart hammering in his chest. "You're hearts racing," she said quietly.

"I was hoping you wouldn't notice," he said just as quiet. "It kinda always gets like this when you're around."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"I guess you just make me nervous," he said honestly.

Haley cupped his cheeks in hands and made him look at her directly. "You make me pretty nervous too. You're the only one who makes me feel like that."

He tightened the grip around her waist and pulled her closer to his body and held on to her body with one arm before using his other hand to direct her mouth to his. Her lips met his in a bruising kiss. He couldn't hold back anymore. He'd been wanting to do that since the day he first saw her. Now that he had the chance he wasn't going to take it slow. And he could tell by the way she was clinging to his body that she didn't want to take it slow either.

Their lips moved roughly over each others and she ran her fingers through his hair and her teeth grazed over the ring in his lip before lightly tugging at it. They broke away when they needed air and he held her body close to hers. He nestled his nose in the crook of her neck and a light breeze blew through the trees surrounding the lake. Haley's eyes shot wide open when she suddenly smelled his scent. Stronger than it had been all night long.

She felt like just his scent was beginning to take over her whole body. She could feel herself reacting to it. And fast. She tried to hold back what was coming because she didn't know if she'd be able stop herself once it did. She felt her sharp fangs appear through her gums as his scent began to effect her more. God only knew what might happen next.

Wha' 'bout this sign on my head
it says "Oh love me dead!"
Love me dead! Love me dead! Love me dead!
Oh...love me dead!