Wow! I haven't updated in like a year! And I am very sorry. I just never had time, we moved my brother out, then I had to go to Chicago, then I had a German Exchange Student live with me for two weeks….so it was kind of crazy around here. But besides all that, I have wrote a extra long chapter, because I don't know when I will update again….but it will not be as long. I promise. Just keep on reviewing and I will keep on writing.
Haley sat comfortably on her bed looking at the door that she had just slammed shut moments ago. She knew that Nathan had walked out and that nobody probably heard her slam the door, but if felt good, and that's all that she wanted.
Who was he? He wasn't supposed to tell her to go and get married, because at this rate it wasn't a game. She wanted both men equally the same, or so she thought. He didn't get to toy with her anymore. She was done with that. She was strong; she didn't need Nathan Scott, not like the way she used to.
She picked up the magazine that was sitting next to her on her bed. She knew it backwards and forwards, she looked at it every night remembering the first time she read that magazine.
Flashback
Haley sat with her feet up resting on Peyton's lap as she picked out a polish color. Brooke had her nose stuck in a magazine and was currently reading a survey on Should You Really Be Dating Him?
"What about Pink Slip Pink?" Peyton questioned holding up the bottle.
Haley shook her head.
"When you're not together…" Brooke read form the magazine.
Peyton snorted, "Enjoy the freedom."
Brooke rolled her eyes, "Not an option. Plus, I'd totally be missing him. What about you Tutor Girl?"
Haley looked up, "Well," she said. "Nathan and I aren't together right now and I am here with you guys trying to forget him." She shrugged, "Is that in there?"
"Okay, new survey," Brooke said as she began flipping through the pages.
Peyton rubbed her leg as she still looked for a polish. "You want to talk about it?"
Haley shook her head, "Nah, I'm okay." She shut her eyes and listened briefly as Brooke read some article about shampoo. When she opened her eyes she saw Peyton picking up a black color.
"That one," she declared pointing.
Peyton nodded reading its label. "Raven Black."
"Oooo," Brooke sing-songed. "That's ironic, isn't it?"
"Brooke," Peyton warned. "Just let it go."
"Oh my God!" She screeched. "Come here, look at this!" Brooke got up and ran over to Peyton. She shoved the magazine in her face. "Look!"
"Is that?"
"That's Hot Shot Scott!" She confirmed. "Look at him! Haley I know that you are fighting, but if I must say so, your husband looks hot!"
Haley yanked the magazine from Brooke's hand. "What the hell are you talking about?" Once she saw it, she wished she didn't. There right before her eyes was a picture of her husband in a black polo sitting with a black basketball in his lap. He looked so angry, so mad at the world, to anyone else they'd say he looked incredibly sexy, but for Haley, she knew that look, and it was the one he gave everyone when they needed the Nathan Scott, the basketball player and not the husband or the father.
"Well," Brooke laughed, "he does." She snatched the article back. "Ten questions with NBA's New Comer Nathan Scott."
For the second time that night Peyton's voice came skidding over Brooke's. "Do you really think that she wants to hear this?"
Haley shook her head. "No, its okay," she told them. "Maybe I could learn something. Go on, read the damn thing already."
Brooke started with the first question, "Who do you think shaped your basketball career for you? Then he said, 'Ten years ago, my dad. But today I'd have to say my brother Lucas and Whitey'." Brooke paused after a moment and looked at Haley who was still staying strong.
"We've read things about your brother Lucas, about how his whole career started with a pick up game. Care to explain that? 'Ah, yeah, sure I do. Lets just say who I was back then and who I am now are not the same Nathan's. I pretty much was an ass. We played at midnight at the River Court. He won. Looking back, I can honestly say, I think that it was the moment that changed my life: When he made the winning shot. But, yeah, without my brother I wouldn't even be able to be here today. He had coached my through everything. He's my best friend and my older brother. And sometimes when I sit here I feel bad, because I can make my dream come true, but he can't play anymore since of his heart. So every time I play, I do it for him, because someday I think he should be out there playing too. It was our dream ever since his winning shot.
"Third question, what is the most memorable moment in your life so far? 'I can only pick one? Um, then it'd be my marriage to Haley. She's the love of my life…"
"Was," Haley blurted out. "I WAS the love of his life."
"Anyways," Brooke murmured. "Speaking of Haley, its been said that you two are breaking up, is that true? 'Not at all. Haley and I wouldn't just throw our love away. Yeah, we just lost our son, but we will get through this. We always do. We're Scotts'."
Haley sighed. "I am changing my last name."
"Again?" Peyton sighed. "Now you're just being stubborn."
"Ooo," Brooke said. "Listen to this one. So, you seem to be living the dream. You have the job that most people would kill for and a wife to go home to. Tell me Nathan, what's missing? Well, I guess, honestly I need to buy a house next to my brother's, so when I leave my wife and children I don't have to worry."
Brooke took a deep breath. "So there will be more kids in the future? 'You can count on it. We are going to have so many kids, my brother isn't going to want to have any because he'll be on diaper duty for the rest of his life."
Peyton stopped painting her nails when Haley turned to Brooke. "Who the hell does he think he is."
"Let her finish," Peyton hissed.
"Is that the grief talking? 'It could be. Either that or I am madly in love with my wife. "
"If you could change one thing in your life, what would it be? 'The last conversation I had with my someday sister in law, Brooke, she was rambling on about colors that would look good on me. Finally I said pink, I was just joking, but if you were to go and look in my closet, you wouldn't find anything that wasn't pink. Yeah, I'd go back and change that."
Peyton laughed. "He's right. Brooke are you nuts, I even saw that."
Brooke's mouth just hung open as she re-read that question over and over again. "I am not going to be his sister-in-law."
Peyton chuckled; she was the only sane person in this room. "Read the next."
"So, a pink closet, huh? Save that for all those girls you'll be having someday. But the final questions revolve around babies, starting with the name Aiden Keith. What's the story behind that? Keith Scott was an amazing man, my uncle, and my brother's father. I didn't see my brother having children any day soon, so I barrowed the name and honor for my son. Aiden comes from my wife's cravings. She'd send me out on quests, to God knows where in the middle of this night. And I was sitting at a red light and I was like well junior you better have a good reason to send me out, then I saw the Aiden's Coffee sign. Then I was like, duh I am here to pick out names, not buy your mother apples and ranch." Brooke had sighed as she read.
"Okay, so the last question, So, if Mrs. Haley James Scott is done with her music career, what's next for the Scott family? 'She isn't done with her music, far from it. She is going to go on and do something amazing with her voice, trust me, she loves it, and I love it too. She gets this look on her face when she picks up her guitar and that look makes my world go round. No, Haley's music career is not over, it will never be over and I thank God for that every single day. But as for us, my family, I don't know what is next for us. This basketball deal will be the majority of our lives, but beyond that, I honestly have no clue what's next. Hopefully this year will be one of the best from here on out, because we've been struggling and grasping at straws, but this is our break'." Brooke sighed as she looked up to Haley.
"He misses you, Haley."
Peyton nodded, "Yeah, he does. But, you miss him too."
Haley shook her head, "Its not enough to miss him."
Brooke sat next to her on the bed. She rubbed her shoulder, "Honey, I think that it's more than enough."
She wanted to be done. She wanted to take it all back. She wanted a fresh start. She wanted to be wiped of everything.
She got up of her bed and grabbed her slippers from underneath her bed stand and slipped them on her feet. She took out the ponytail that she had recently created. She let the curls bounce on her shoulders. She opened the double doors that she had just slammed.
She inhaled deeply.
She spread her arms as if she were about to fly. "Is that all you got Nathan Scott?" She asked aloud as if someone was there listening to her.
She walked over to her fridge, like she had done so many nights before. She opened up the freezer and pulled out the Ben and Jerry's. She grabbed a spoon from the drawer.
"Well," she muttered as she stuck her spoon in. "Game on."
Nathan paused outside of Haley's door. He waited until her heard her slam her door until he walked down the hall.
He smiled when he saw Sam come out of the elevator with a white bag in his hand.
"Sam," he said. "Want to let me in your wonderful apartment?"
Sam quirked his eyebrows," Uh, its unlocked."
Nathan looked down as he twisted the doorknob. "Right." They both walked into the apartment. Nathan smirked when he saw the simple ness that had taken over Sam's place compared to Haley's. He personally liked Sam's so much better.
Mostly because it wasn't the home of his stubborn wife.
Lucas came out of the bedroom. "Brooke just fell asleep." He turned to Sam. "Did you get what you needed."
Sam's face darkened. "Uh huh."
Lucas nodded. He sat down on the couch. "So…" he began to flip through the pages of an old magazine.
Sam tucked the bag underneath his bed and came out and sat down across from Lucas and Nathan who were sitting on the couch.
So," Sam said breaking the silence. "How was your talk with Haley?"
Nathan got up of the couch trying to avoid the blank stares of his brother and Sam. "Got any beer?"
Nathan smiled as he looked to his brother who was confused, but yet could read his brother better then anyone in the world. Lucas walked over to his brother and stood next to him.
He crossed his arms over his chest. "That good huh?" Lucas asked as she tried to bite back a laugh.
Nathan pursed his lips. He looked to his older brother. "How do you think it went?" Nathan laughed bitterly. "You didn't just think I could waltz in there and get her back did you?"
Lucas looked to him. "You are Nathan Scott."
Nathan blinked. "Yeah, well I don't think that she cares at the moment." Nathan patted his brother on the back. He then looked to Sam, "I wasn't joking about that beer."
Lucas shook his head and his older brother mode turned on. "Yes," he said with a deep voice. "He was kidding."
Nathan shot his brother a glare. "One beer won't kill me."
"It could kill the only change you have with you're wife." Lucas shrugged. "But what do I know. She's only going to go out tonight with Drake and probably say yes to the whole married thing." Lucas smiled knowing that he was right and his brother was squirming for air. "But then again, its only one beer."
Nathan sighed knowing that he was defeated. He slumped his shoulders and looked at his brother. "Shut the hell up."
Sam laughed and walked towards the kitchen. He opened the fridge and laughed at its contents, it was truly almost empty. "Hey!" he called. "I've got some apple juice."
Nathan came strolling into the kitchen and took the bottle that was almost empty. He unscrewed the bottle and smelt it. "Shit." He rubbed his eyes, afraid that they might water. "I don't know what is in there, but I swear to you, that its not apple juice."
Sam shrugged. "Well all I've got is beer then."
"Are you serious?" Nathan asked. "That's all?"
"Haley is my cook." Sam told him. "And when she isn't home I order my food from that place down the street. So either way, all I need is beer."
"This is going to be a long week."
Lucas laughed from the doorway. "I'll go check Haley's for something."
Nathan smiled so glad that he had his brother; otherwise he wouldn't have anything to drink, or anyone to talk to about Haley.
"Thanks." Nathan said as he put the "apple juice" back in the fridge. He shut the door and leaned against it as he looked at Sam who was sitting on a bar stool drinking a beer. "Lucky bastard," he mumbled.
They sat in silence.
"So," Sam laughed. "You really love her?"
Nathan looked Sam directly in the eyes. "With all my heart."
Sam looked down. "Why'd you let her leave? I mean yeah, I need her, but come on; I would have gotten over it. It seems like you two needed each other more then I need her."
Nathan stepped forward to lean on his elbows. "We lost a child." He said it almost like it was a sin. "And I think that we wanted him so bad, that there was no coming back from that."
"That all I needed to hear." Sam said shrugging he was satisfied.
"You got to give me more than that," Nathan said as he hit his head against the fridge. "I just need to know what to do, what to say, how to get her again."
"Let me ask you a question," Sam said. "Do you love her?"
Nathan looked at him, "I already said yes."
"Then just go from there."
Nathan looked down to his feet. His son would have been walking by now. Haley would have been happy and that would have made Nathan jump for joy. He really didn't know where to go or what to do. But he loved her and that had to be enough. It just had to be.
"Hales," Lucas called as he walked into the apartment. He took notice to the broken picture frame on the floor and the ice cream container sitting on the counter top with a spoon sticking straight up in it.
"What?" She said from inside of the kitchen, where he couldn't see her.
He walked over to the counter and noticed the necklace sitting next to the container. "What kind?" He asked as he shoveled a spoonful in his mouth. He savored the taste before picking up the necklace looking at it. "What's this?"
Haley put down the wine that she was pouring into a glass and turned to Lucas with a glare ready to explode. She froze.
"Haley?" Lucas asked with a worried expression. "Please tell me that this is sick joke."
Haley walked over to her best friend and yanked the necklace from his grasp. "Don't ever touch this again." She slowly to it and clasped it around her neck again and buried it underneath her clothing.
"What the hell is that Haley?" Lucas asked again slowly his voice was getting louder.
Haley turned back to her wine and took a big gulp. She shut her eyes and prayed for him to leave. "Luc, just go."
"No." He said through gritted teeth. "You don't get to do that." He stepped closer to her with fire in his eyes. "What the hell was on that necklace?" He reached out to her, but she stepped back. "Let me see it."
She laughed at him bitterly. "Oh wow, that wasn't a Dan move." She took a sip of her wine and tried to stay clam as she looked at Lucas.
With one swift motion Lucas had taken the wine glass from her hand and was now standing face to face with his best friend. He had never felt so far from her in his life and yet she was in arm's length.
"Tell me that you are not making a huge mistake," Lucas commanded with fire in his eyes.
Haley shut her eyes trying to stop the tears from falling down. "Lucas, please," she begged. "I need to be alone." She tried to shove him, but her caught her wrists.
"You need to tell me the truth."
"I did. I do." She told him. "Just let go." The tears were leaking through and she tried to stop them but it was too late, she was far to gone.
"Haley, did you miscarry?" Lucas asked her.
Haley put her hand over her mouth. She shook her head unable to speak a single word.
"Did you leave because you were pregnant, again?" He asked.
Once again she shook her head.
"Haley," Lucas said gripping her shoulders. "Who is Addison Brooke?"
Haley looked to the floor. She would have been walking by now. She would have been one ball of energy and had her father wrapped around her finger.
Haley took a deep breath. "They said she was too small. But she was a fighter. They said that Aiden made himself a shield and that he made them take her first." Haley started to fall into Lucas. Her tears were soaking through his shirt.
"Haley," Lucas said. "Twins."
Haley started to cry harder. "I never got to hold my children."
Lucas sighed. "Honey its okay." Lucas held onto his best friend for dear life. "Nathan never told me about twins."
Haley paused. "He doesn't know."
Lucas stepped back. "What? How the hell could you not tell him? He had a right to know!"
Haley looked at him with her tear stained face. "Why? So he could go drink himself into another depression because we lost two children. Because I chose the name that he wanted for a girl but never told me!" Haley was sobbing. "I lost our only chance at children, and I lost both of them! There was no coming back from that! I lost the three things I needed that day."
The realization hit Lucas. "There were so many signs." He sighed. "How the hell did I miss this? You…twins." He paused for the longest time. "Brooke's tattoo, on her hip, that's for them."
"Yeah," Haley whispered. "She held her. She comforted her before she died." Haley let the tears trickle down her soft and raw cheeks. "I never got to see her."
"Aw, Hales," Lucas whispers trying to picture Addison, "why didn't you tell me."
Haley slowly backed away from Lucas. She kept her head down and her wine in one hand and her ice cream in the other. "Because," she muttered. "You're going to tell him."
Lucas pondered the thought of telling his brother everything, he thought of breaking Haley's heart into a million more pieces. He thought of the screaming match and the broken glass. He then looked to his best friend as she watched the blank TV screen and shoveled Rocky Road ice cream in her mouth.
"No," Lucas told her. He wasn't sure if she was even listening or if she even cared still. He just walked to the door. "You are going to be the one to tell him. When you are ready, you will break his heart again, just like he broke yours. And I'll be waiting."
Lucas watched as Brooke ran her hands through her hair for the tenth time in forty seconds.
"You want anything to drink?" Lucas asked again.
Brooke looked up from her spot on the bed. She sighed deeply. "No. I am fine."
"You sure?"
Brooke rolled onto her side so that her back was facing Lucas. "Yeah, I am fine." It was lie. She wasn't fine. How do you tell the guy that broke your heart that you are pregnant with his child? Or how does she tell Nathan and Haley that she is having a baby, that she didn't even plan, and they lost theirs and they wanted them both so much.
Brooke kept her mouth shut.
"Hey Brooke," Lucas said as he looked up from his laptop and closed it. "Do you think she said yes?" He asked referring to Haley and her big date tonight.
Brooke twirled her ring on her finger. She looked to the clock, it was midnight and Haley still wasn't home. "Yeah, she did."
Lucas sighed as he walked to the end of the bed he sat down and buried his face in his hands. "I don't think this day could get any worse."
Brooke blinked back her tears. She sat straight up in bed. "Nathan."
Lucas didn't move, he didn't even flinch. "He's made of stone, he doesn't even give a shit at the moment."
Brooke stood up and straightened out her shirt and wiped away the tears. "He's about to care a lot."
Brooke started rummaging through her purse until she pulled out a clear bag that had a letter in it. Brooke smiled. "Is he…"
"Brooke." Lucas said standing up grabbing the bag and putting it back into her bag where she had dug it out originally. "He isn't here. He has been over at Haley's for the past two hours."
Brooke looked to the floor. "Oh."
"They need to work out a lot." Lucas told her. He was about to touch her, when she quickly backed away as if his touch would burn her.
"I am going to get ready to go to bed." And slowly she backed up into the bathroom and shut the door.
Nathan Scott sat on the couch in the dark holding a closed beer in his left hand and his wife's wedding ring in his right. He had been there for over two hours now just waiting for her to come home.
She said yes and he knew it. She said yes to another man because of their fight. She said yes and now he would sign the divorce papers. She said yes. She said yes and broke his heart.
He didn't move when he heard the door handle jiggle open. He didn't even move when she flipped on the light. He just stared at the back of her head searching her face for something different, some sign of light, because he knew that if he looked at her hand he would panic.
"Oh my God!" She exclaimed when she saw him. "You scared me, Nathan."
He wanted to say sorry, but his mouth and his brain weren't working at the moment,
"Are you drinking?" She asked as she shrugged out of her coat.
Nathan tilted the beer can in his hand. "Should I be?" he croaked out. When Haley didn't say anything he smiled knowing that his words hit her.
She walked over closer to him and saw that the can hadn't even been opened. She felt a sense of warmth wash over her as she stood over him.
She sat down across from him with a smirk on her face. It didn't fit her. She didn't wear a smirk well and Nathan planned to tell her that until she did something that he didn't see coming.
She bent forward and stared taking over her shoes. She wasn't going to ask him any questions. She was going to make him ask.
And that killed him.
Nathan smiled, he could play this game, "So," he said. "How was the date?"
Haley set her shoe on the ground and looked up at him. "Good." She just looked at him, "Listen, Nathan we should talk."
"Yeah," he nodded.
She held up her hand that was now shining with a diamond ring. "I said "yes" and I want you to be okay with that."
Nathan shut his eyes and watched his world fall. "Well," he said as he opened his beer. Taking the longest gulp of his life. He smiled to Haley with everything he had. "Congrats!"
Lucas waited for Brooke to crawl into bed next to him before shutting off his light. He pulled his one blanket up to cover his chest.
"Brooke," he whispered. "Are you still awake?"
She snuffled. "Yeah."
"Haley told me about Addison today."
Neither said a word. But Lucas saw her flinch through the dark when he said her name.
Slowly she turned over on her side so that she could face him. There were tears streaming down her face.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked.
Brooke shrugged. "Haley was so broken."
They sat in silence. Brooke was almost asleep when Lucas spoke again.
"What did she look like?"
Brooke shut her eyes and she could still see the pink bundle. "Just like an angel." A sob escaped her lips and Lucas pulled her close. "She was amazing, Luc, so tiny but she was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen."
