Special Thanks to: Everyone!
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Disclaimer: Do not own One Tree Hill…just the idea.
A/N: Thanks for the amazing replies, would like to hear a little more of your thoughts, but I'll take what I can get. This chapter is more darker than before and hopefully more exciting.
Warning: A lot of angst, and remember the method I'm using for the present/ flash periods:
Bolded sentence meaning present time.
Italic sentence meaning past time.
Also with a long chapter.
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Ch: 4
October 30, 2007
"I think I found my top," Haley smiled widely, speed walking to the long black, designer top.
"I like it," Brooke replied, following behind Haley. "Whoa…Haley, what the fuck are these marks? " Brooke frantically asked, as she lifted the hem of Haley's shirt to take a better look. Haley faintly blushed, pushing Brooke's hand off her waist.
"They're nothing," Haley mutually answered in a deep tone, while pulling one last time on the black top, so it would fall off the high rack.
"Nothing my ass, they looked as if a cat attacked you…did Nathan do this-?"
"No!" Haley shouted, then answered in a soft tone, " it's nothing like that. He…um, he likes it rough."
Brooke laughed amused, crossing her arms against her chest, while Haley looked at the floor shyly.
"Say no more. Just let him your limits alright," Brooke answered.
"Whatever, now help me find some jeans for this," Haley said changing the subject. Brooke twisted her head sideways, instantly beaming her bright smile.
"Follow me this way," Brooke replied walking the opposite side, meanwhile Haley stood still, taking in a deep breath. She shortly ran her hand on the scratches on her waist.
"Haley!" Brooke shouted from ahead, causing Haley to startle and quickly flash a quick fake smile. "Keep up."
"Coming," Haley answered, shaking her thoughts away.
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"I missed you," Nathan huskily said, kissing Haley on her neck.
"I missed you too," Hale replied pleased, wrapping her arms around Nathan's neck. Nathan trialed up her neck to crashing his lips on Haley's, quickly he lifted her up until she wrapped her legs around his waist.
"Lets go to my room," Nathan said, carrying her towards his bedroom. Once inside, Nathan closed the door with his right leg, then almost slammed Haley against the door frame. Haley moaned in pain, while she still had her legs wrapped around his waist. Seconds later they were both in bed undressing one another; Haley removed Nathan's shirt, while he went down on her.
"Nathan," Haley shrieked once she felt Nathan's nails dig deep on her waist.
"Shhh…" Nathan shushed, continuing his doing while Haley bit her lip resisting to yelp.
Handling what she could, Haley switched positions with Nathan. Hovering above him, Haley searched with her left hand to turn on the light. Finding it, she turned it on to be promptly turned off.
"Why don't you ever like the light?" Haley teased, trailing down his neck with soft kisses.
"The dark is more exciting," Nathan replied, running his hands through Haley's hair, then leaning her closer to kiss.
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Peyton dialed the buttons on her phone, waiting impatiently.
"Pick up Chris… please," Peyton whispered walking back and forth from her bedroom.
Hey, you've reached Chris Keller. Right now I'm currently busy in Paris with the museum. Once I have time to breathe, I'll call you right back. And if you're Peyton, sorry baby, I'll call you once I can. Love you, Chris.
Beep.
Peyton weakly smiled on hearing the last sentence. God, she missed him.
"Chris, please call me when you can," Peyton sniffed, not withstanding the tears any longer. "It got bad, he came back. It's really bad…Brooke, she's hurt, not waking up. Lucas is not talking much, and Haley. Gosh, Hales, she's a wreck. I cant stand being alone anymore, please come back soon," Peyton cried, sitting on her king size bed. "I love you."
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"Run! Get out now! Nathan, Lisa go!"
"Mom!" yelled 10 year old Nathan in the snow, while his mom was being taken away. Reluctantly young Nathan in tears ran holding his little sisters hand in the snow to get away from the bad people.
"Here you are you rug rat," a man out of nowhere snatched him and Lisa.
Nathan sat up of his bed drenched in sweat. He took long breaths, controlling his unwanted memories.
"Fuck," Nathan whispered, removing the sheet away from his lap.
"What's wrong?" Haley yawned, sitting beside him, stretching her arms.
"Nothing," he answered coldly rising from the bed.
"Nathan," Haley repeated herself wanting an answer for his sudden odd behavior.
"It's fucking nothing, ok. Now get dressed and be ready to leave," Nathan said in a loud tone, placing his boxers on. Haley scoffed in an angry breath, turning the light on.
"It's 4 in the morning. You honestly want me to leave?" Haley asked. Nathan turned around, leaned down and threw her clothes at her.
"Get dressed, we leave in 5 minutes," Nathan answered coldly and walked into the bathroom.
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Parking the car on the apartment parking lot, they both remained quiet. Furious, Haley grabbed her purse from the ground.
"Well, thanks for the ride," Haley said in a cold tone, opening the passenger door.
"Haley, wait. Will you?" Nathan asked. Haley twisted her head.
"What?" Haley answered indifferent.
"I'm sorry," Nathan said, looking away them back to Haley's chocolate eyes. Haley remained silent then sighed.
"I don't get you. At times you completely freeze me out, like I'm nothing to you. Nathan, I need you to open up to me, like what the hell was that this morning?" Haley asked infuriated.
"It was…something," Nathan shamefully said that he couldn't tell her at least something from his past. Haley bowed her head, trying to calm herself.
"If you cant open up. Or at least attempt, I don't see us in a relationship-"
"No, Haley. I want us," Nathan intervened, reaching for her hand. "I really do want us, I care for you. I do, but give me time. That's all I ask."
"Well, all I ask is for you to at least try," Haley said.
"I'll try," Nathan answered. Haley smiled.
"Fine. I'll see you tomorrow, or do you want to come in and continue the night?" Haley smirked, stepping out of the car. Nathan joined her on the mischievous smile, and followed her to her apartment.
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"You need to wake up, you cant be like…this all the time, now do you?" Haley fought back the tears. There was no use, his frame remained still; paralyzed.
"I mean, what the fuck is wrong with you?! Why did you have to be like this? This evil, sick person?!" Haley shouted, standing from her chair. "You know who've you hurt? Killed? Damn, you cut people's life short. How is that amusing? How did you get joy off it?"
Haley walked around the small room, holding her hand against her mouth. She stopped and turned around, staring once more at Nathan. A picture of a broken soul, was all she saw in him.
Not a killer, murderer, anything that has to do with that.
All she saw was someone that was screwed up as a child. Someone that needed help.
Walking back to her chair, she reached for his hand, and leaned her upper body next to his.
"I thought I find you here," Lucas said in a harsh tone.
"…Yeah," Haley nearly whispered, not looking up at the blonde friend.
"This is ridiculous Haley," Lucas said. " How can you be here, near him, while you're best friend- sister- is dying in another room, because of him?"
"Lucas, don't-"
"It's the fucking truth Haley! Your boyfriend is a killer, nothing more and nothing less than a-"
"SHUT UP!" Haley yelled, now glaring at him in anger. Lucas stepped closer to her, glaring at her as well.
"Remember, you're not the only one in pain," Lucas cruelly replied, then left the room.
Haley looked back at Nathan, continuing to sob.
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"So who's place are we having Thanksgiving at?" Peyton asked, sitting beside Brooke, while all three girls were about to watch a chick flick.
"Haley? Earth to Haley" Peyton said waving her hand in front of Haley.
"What?" Haley answered, snapping out of her thoughts.
"What's wrong with you? In la-la-land bout Nathan?" Brooke teased. Haley flashed a smile.
"More like the opposite," Haley replied.
"What now?" Peyton asked.
"Something is up, but I don't know what that is. Like he's weird around me at times, like he's hiding something, and as much as I don't want to think this, what if he's cheating on me?" Haley said.
"Hold up, I don't think that is the case, so don't even think that," Peyton said.
"Can you blame me, though?" Haley asked feeling unsure.
"No sweetie, but Nathan is different. He makes you happy, doesn't he?" Brooke asked. Haley smiled, looking up from her wait to her friends.
"Yeah, he does," Haley answered.
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"Nate, what now?" Skillz asked as he tapped himself in circles while sitting on the computer chair.
"Shut up, I'm thinking," Nathan abruptly replied, rubbing his palm against his forehead. Skillz rolled his eyes, immediately stopping with a bright idea.
"I got it," Skillz smirked deviously. Nathan looked from his notes to Skillz. He raised a brow. " Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Fuck yes, lets get to work," Nathan smirked, then both men left to the basement.
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"I was thinking the usual surprise," Skillz said, searching for a specific knife.
"Of course, what other way should we get this done? You know how long I've been waiting to finish that son of a bitch? His daughter's birthday party is the key to make him pay," Nathan spoke in spite. Skillz chuckled.
"You're not the only one, but you know, I was thinking," Skillz paused, turning around and staring at Nathan. "Why kill them all? Why don't we just capture Keith, and make him watch his family go, boom?" Skillz asked with a grin.
"Then what?" Nathan asked.
"Then we finish him off, or let him do it himself. Personally, I'd love to see the that fucker torture himself. It'd be my Christmas gift," Skillz laughed. Nathan joined his laughter until his cell phone rang suddenly; he quickly frowned.
"It's my girl," Nathan sighed, answering the phone, while Skillz rolled his eyes. "Hey babe, is this important?…no, I'm not going….'cuz I have things to do…sorry, but I'm busy that day…Haley, I cant ok?…why are you making a big deal out of this? I seen your friends, and I'll see them again some other time…look, I don't have time for this, talk to you later," Nathan said closing his cell.
"What was that about?" Skillz chuckled. Nathan sighed, rolling his eyes.
"She wants me to go have dinner with her and her friends. They're tighter than gum, everywhere, every time, it's about them. I can give a shit if I miss one dinner. I'm busy bitch," Nathan laughed alongside Skillz.
"See this is why I don't have a girlfriend, just some hoe to bang, and next," Skillz joked. Nathan shook his
head.
"Believe it or not, but I care about Haley. I'll be a man and say yes, I see a future with her. But to let a broad whip me, hell no. And -"
"Will she ever find about this?" Skillz asked curiously, pointing the knife around the room.
"Not as long as I'm alive."
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"Antwone Miller you have a visitor" the tall blonde green- eyed security man said while banging his clipboard on the rails. Skillz rose from his bed and walked out of the cell once it was open. Walking out with a straight face, he sat on the rough chair, facing his visitor. Making eye-contact, a grin rose.
"Thought you'd pass by," Skillz answered devilishly. The pair of blue eyes became an icy glare.
"Listen up, I'm not here for jokes. I want you to listen and do what I'm about to say-"
"What makes you think I'm going to obey?" Skillz challenged.
"I can get you off death-row."
Skillz raised a brow, staring pensively at his visitor.
"I'm listening," Skillz agreed.
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"I thought you'd be here."
Haley turned around from her chair, facing Nathan to a familiar face. She smiled weakly.
"Jake," she paused puzzled. What was he doing here? Now, of all times? "What are you doing here?"
Jake smiled, placing his hands in his jean pockets as he walked near her. He switched his stare from her to motionless Nathan.
"Wanted to see the guy you dumped me for," Jake spoke. Haley closed her eyes shut, then looked back up at him ready to speak, but he beat her to it.
"Was I so bad, you had to move on to a killer?" Jake joked. Both laughed lightly, then an awkward silence arose.
"Thanks for coming," Haley sincerely said, standing from the chair to hug Jake. Once hugging one another, Jake inhaled Haley scent. How much he had missed her.
"So, this is the Nathan Scott," Jake said after the hug. Haley turned her head sideways, staring at Nathan once more. She sighed.
"Yeah…I'm pathetic, huh?" Haley asked in a whimper, holding her body. Jake gave a sympathetic look toward her.
"Love," he paused, sighing. " Makes you do crazy things." Haley looked up at Jake, she smiled weakly once more.
Gah.
Her life was so melodramatic.
"Let's go get something to eat" Jake proposed. Haley seamed indecisive.
"Come on, he'll be here once we get back" Jake reassured.
Yeah right.
"Alright," Haley answered. Jake smiled widely, opening the door for Haley.
"By the way, the brunette look is working way better for you than being blonde" Jake said. Haley laughed, simply walking along.
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Haley hung up the phone shocked. Never, well Nathan has yelled at her before but that was reasonable. She has told him before time that she had planned to take him to her dinner; the dinner she was hosting. It was special.
"Hales…?" Peyton called out from the living room. Haley took in a deep breath, calming her nerves. She then walked to the living room with a fake smile.
"What's wrong?" Peyton asked concerned. Haley's fake smile slipped away; Peyton could always tell when Haley was upset.
"Nathan."
Peyton rolled her eyes, slouching further on the couch.
"What did he say now?" Peyton asked. Haley say beside her best friend, fidgeting with her fingers.
"He cant make it to my dinner. He began yelling at me, like why? I see your friends all the time. It's only a dinner, I'll see them whenever," Haley answered.
"It is just a dinner-"
"No! It isn't!" Haley yelled offended. Peyton stared at the fired blonde shocked.
"This was suppose to be special. It's the first dinner I'm hosting with my boyfriend. The first dinner I wont be the extra wheel. It's special, " Haley shouted in frustration. Peyton sighed, calming her facial expression.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know it was a big deal," Peyton answered. Haley turned to Peyton, calming herself down.
"It is, but forget it. We'll just have a movie night with some fast food," Haley answered.
"Haley-" Peyton began to protest,
"No, just forget it. Forget everything," Haley interrupted, walking back to the kitchen to check on her lasagna.
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After a couple of days passing, and the movie night being officially over, Haley was lonely. She sighed, cleaning up the mess her friends left behind in her apartment. She really wished Nathan had joined them. She was tired of being the extra wheel. Peyton had Chris and Brooke had Lucas. What was the point of dating someone if they don't have time for you?
Dropping herself to the couch, she looked up at the ceiling. Thoughts of Nathan scattered her mind. What was he doing, and was he thinking of her? After their argument on the phone, they haven't talked. She was tired of being ignored. With that thought, she rose from the couch and grabbed her purse, making her way to her car to talk to Nathan.
Meanwhile.
"Keith Mathews," a voice spoke out coldly. Keith searched throughout the room for whoever was calling him. He was beyond petrified. Last thing he could remember was walking out of his office, then a painful hit to the head. Currently he was tied from the waist to his hands with a rope.
"Who said that!?" Keith shouted out. A figure appeared form the corner. His icy blue eyes reflected hatred while his smirk was pure pleasure.
"Who the fuck are you?" Keith demanded. Nathan remained quiet, walking around Keith.
"I'm hurt Keith, how could you not remember me?" Nathan asked standing in front of him. Keith stared at him questionable. Nathan's smirk disappeared., then clutched Keith's shoulder, starting the TV, revealing a picture.
Keith whimpered in pain.
"But I bet you remember Deb and Lisa Scott! Did you give then a chance? Did you let them live!?" Nathan shouted in anger. Keith glanced at the screen. A grin now appeared on his face.
"Is this what this is about? I know who you are. You're her son, Nathan Scott. My, my, look how much you grown. And let me guess, all this is revenge for your mommy and sis death?" Keith laughed in hatred.
Nathan stared at the man in anger as his blood boiled in hatred, he could stop himself. He punched Keith on the jaw. Drops of blood fell from Keith face.
"I'm a powerful man, Nathan. Once you kill me, people will search for me, hell. People are searching for me now. They will find me and kill you," Keith replied.
"Who said anything about killing you?" Skillz asked, appearing himself from the dark corner. Nathan then clicked the control again showing a live footage of a little girls birthday party in a yacht.
Keith stared in fear.
"Ho..how…" Keith stuttered.
"How are we taping this?" Nathan asked amused. "We have connections."
"What do you want from me? Do whatever to me, but leave my daughter, my family out of this," Keith begged.
"Why should we?" Skillz challenged.
"When you didn't give my mom and sister a chance?!" Nathan yelled. Skillz pushed Nathan slightly away from Keith.
"Calm down dawg. Calm down," Skillz said.
"What the fuck do you want from me! HELP! HELP ME!" Keith shook in the chair in fear.
Both sinister men laughed in pleasure.
"Shut up. No one is able to hear you from here. Now, there is one way to save them," Nathan spoke calmly.
"Tell me, I'll do it!" Keith shouted. Nathan continued his smirk then clicked once more on the remote, but it wasn't for the television screen. Keith felt the rope surrounding his waste tighten up.
"What the hell?" Keith spoke out loud staring at his waste.
"Every two minutes that rope will be squishing your waste, unless you're able to break it," Nathan answered.
"How the hell?" Keith asked frightful. Skillz walked closer to Keith tapping on the wire rope from the chair to the wall. Keith stared more astonished at the floating rope and afraid.
"How the hell am I-"
"If rabbits could do this, you could too," Nathan answered coldly.
Keith looked at the rope beside him then felt the rope tighten up again. He had to do it.
He began biting the rope with his teeth while Nathan and Skills watched amused.
THUD…
Nathan turned immediately locking eyes with a pair of terrified brown eyes.
Shit. It was Haley.
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A/N- I hoped everyone enjoyed this long chapter! Reviews would be more than loved. Sorry if it got a
Little SAW on you, but I warned it would be a dark fic. And I hope the flash and present ways helped you read it with ease. Please review!