Chapter 14-Questions Answered

Thank you so much for all the reviews! This chapter should explain what happened with Felix, Jake, and Derek and why Peyton and Rachel got in a fight. It starts out with what happened at Felix's house, and then goes from there.

Warning- This chapter deals with sensitive subject matter, but nothing graphic.

"Get the hell off of me! What the hell do you think you're doing!" she screamed, hoping someone would hear her, but no one was home. He tried again to kiss her as he backed her towards his bed, but this time, Peyton was successful in getting her arm out of his reach. She grabbed her bag and moved away from him.

"What the fuck is your problem!" She exclaimed.

"Oh, come on, just a little harmless fun," he said with his irritating smirk. "It's not like you're seeing anyone, and if my sister's good enough for you, why aren't I?" She glared at him incredulously.

"What kind of person are you?" she asked him, irritation laced through her voice. "Honestly, I bet you're the one who opened the time capsule," she said sarcastically. But the satisfied smirk on his face told her all she needed to know. "You opened the time capsule?"

"Yeah, so what?"

"So what? Felix, two people died because you opened the time capsule."

"You're wrong," he said, the smirk still not leaving his face.

"No I'm not," she protested.

"Yes, you are. You see, if I hadn't opened the time capsule, odds are, Keith would still be dead, considering that it wasn't Jimmy who killed Keith. Or did you forget that his psycho brother did him in?"

Peyton glared at him. "Go to hell," she said, before leaving the house.

1 week later

"I still love you, Peyton," Jake said to her.

"I love you too," she started, and Jake leaned in to kiss her, but she pulled away. "But there's someone else, who I'm completely in love with." Jake looked surprised and sat back. "Jake, I do love you, but as a friend." He nodded sadly.

"Lucas?" he questioned.

"Oh, no, Lucas and Brooke are dating."

"So, who's the guy you're completely in love with?"

"Her name is Rachel, you've never met her." Jake looked stunned. He sighed and smiled at her.

"That's hot, and, I'm glad you're happy, Peyton, you deserve it."

"Thanks Jake." He smiled at her and stood up and began to walk towards the front door. Peyton followed.

"I'm glad you came, Jake, it was nice to see you. And I know, someday, you'll find the person that you want to spend the rest of your life with." He smiled and they hugged, and Jake left the house. Peyton closed the door and sighed, and then a few seconds later, there was a knock at the door. She turned around and opened it to see Derek.

"Hey, Derek, what are you doing here?"

"Just thought I'd stop in and see how my sister's doing."

"I'm doing alright. Do you want to stay, maybe watch a movie?" she asked him.

"Sure, I'd like that," he said, and they walked into the family room and picked out a movie.

1 week later.

"Bye Derek," she said, trying to keep her fear out of her voice. She had just found the picture of her and Ellie when she was a baby in Derek's motel room, and, after further investigation, found a lot of other things that proved that Lucas was right about Derek the entire time. She got into her car and drove to Rachel's. She was going to explain about Derek to her.

About two hours later, Peyton pulled her car back up to her own house, after explaining everything to Rachel. She was talking to Lucas on the phone.

"Yeah, I'm a little freaked out, but I'll keep the door locked and everything."

"Well, we'll be home in about two hours, so we'll come by and check on you to make sure you're ok, alright?"

"Ok, thanks Luke. Bye," she said, and hung up her phone and got out of the car. Lucas and Brooke and Nathan and Haley had taken a trip down to UNC, as Haley suddenly had an interest in that particular school. Apparently, she and Nathan had both applied there after finding out that Lucas had applied, but they didn't tell anybody until a couple of days ago. Rachel and Peyton had been invited on the road trip, but neither were really in the mood to go. They'd both applied to UNC, but they were still waiting to hear back from their schools like everyone else, and they'd already toured the campus anyway.

Peyton walked into her house, locking the door behind her. She walked up to her room, not bothering to turn her room lights on. She laid down on the bed, but something didn't feel right. She picked up one of the items on the bed, and realized that it was a picture, but she couldn't tell what is was of. She reached over and flipped on her lamp, and screamed. Her entire room was covered in pictures of her, and pictures were covering her bed spread too.

"Hello Peyton," came a voice from her closet. She looked over to see Derek holding a taser gun. She reached for her cell phone to call 911, but he ran over to her and grabbed it from her, threw it across the room, where it hit the wall and shattered. He gave her a sadistic grin. "No one's coming for you Peyton," he said. She screamed again as he activated the taser. He grabbed her by the neck, and she struggled against him, but he had the advantage as she was laying down.

He hit her with the first jolt of energy from the taser. She cried out in pain. She tried to struggle against him, but he was much stronger. He hit her with a second jolt, and she was powerless to do anything but lie there. She felt him unbutton her top. With one last surge of energy, she tried to throw him off of her, but he hit her head, hard. She fell back onto the bed and felt herself begin to black out. She felt him put his hands on her breasts, and she blacked out seconds later.

4 hours later

"Hey, Peyton, are you here?" Lucas called. They knew something was wrong, the front door had been unlocked when they got there. There had been an accident on the road and it had delayed them two hours, and they had started to get worried about Peyton when she hadn't answered her phone. They walked upstairs and opened the door to her bedroom, and Brooke screamed. Peyton was lying on the bed in just her bra. She did, however, have her skirt on. She had a bruise on her head and marks on her body where she looked like she'd been burned, but they knew that she had to have been tasered. She also had scratches on her breasts. Lucas and Nathan went over to her and attempted to revive her as the girls cried.

"She needs a hospital, Luke." Lucas said grimly. "Damn it, if we'd only gotten here sooner." Nathan said as his brother nodded somberly and the two guys gently picked her up and walked her down to their car with Brooke and Haley behind them. They got in the car and drove her to the hospital. When they got there, the doctors took her right away to treat her, and left the four of them in the waiting room.

"Someone should call Rachel, she'd want to be here," Haley said after over half an hour of silence.

"Oh, God, Rachel of course," Brooke said, and picked up her cell phone and walked into a room where phones were allowed to call her. She checked her watch as she dialed. It was 2 am.

"Hello," said Rachel groggily.

"Hey Rachel, it's Brooke. Listen, I'm sorry to call so late but, it's about Peyton."

"What, what happened? Is she ok?" she said in a panicked voice.

"No, not really, she was attacked, by Derek, we think. We're at the hospital…"

"I'll be there in fifteen minutes," she said and hung up.

Brooke hung up and walked into the waiting room with everyone else.

"She said she'd be here in fifteen minutes." Brooke told the group. Nathan frowned.

"There's no way she can get here in fifteen minutes. Her house is at least twenty five from here, plus, she'll have to get dressed and stuff."

Fifteen minutes later, Rachel walked into the waiting room, crying a little. Brooke and Haley walked over and hugged her.

"Do we know anything yet?"

"No, Larry's on his way, but they won't tell us anything because we're not family." Rachel nodded and sat down in one of the chairs in the waiting room.

"How the hell did you get here so fast?" Nathan asked her.

"I drove."

"At the speed limit?"

"Yes." He looked disbelieving. "Ok, fine, I sped a little. Or a lot. Does it really matter?"

"Nope, just curious." The gang sat in silence for about an hour, and then Larry walked in, in a complete panic.

"Where is she, is she ok? What happened? Brooke tried to tell me but the reception was bad and I was just about to board the boat but when I heard…"

"Mr. Sawyer!" Brooke exclaimed. He stopped and looked at her. "We don't know much yet, but they think she's going to be fine. But they won't tell us anything else because we're not family."

He took a deep breath and started to calm down. Lucas and Nathan explained what had happened that they knew about, and then Larry sat down and they all continued to wait in silence. About a half hour later, the doctor came out.

"She's going to be fine. She's going to have a couple of scars from the taser, but those should fade, and there's some creams you can use that should get rid of them all together. She has a bad bruise on her head, but it doesn't look like she has a concussion. We gave her emergency contraception, but you should make sure she goes to the gynecologist in about two weeks, because it doesn't completely prevent pregnancy. Also…"

"Wait, are you telling me that my baby girl was raped?" Larry asked, fear and anger laced throughout his voice.

"Yes, I'm afraid so. So, you should probably have her see a therapist also. She's awake now, if you'd like to see her. One visitor at a time." he said, and walked away. Larry stood up and followed him to Peyton's room. About fifteen minutes later, he walked back out, crying slightly.

"Rachel, she wants to see you," he said. Rachel nodded and stood up and walked into her room.

"Hey Blondie," she said with a small smile. "We've got to stop meeting like this." Peyton laughed a little. Rachel walked over to her and kissed her softly before sitting down in the chair beside the bed. "How do you feel, baby?"

"I'm ok, I hurt a little bit, but most of it is emotional. But everything started to hurt less when you walked in." Rachel began to cry a little.

"I'm so sorry, I should have known that something was wrong when you didn't pick up your cell. I just figured you were sleeping, but I should have come over to check on you."

"It's not your fault. If you had come over, Derek would have hurt you, and then all this would be much worse."

"He raped you," Rachel said, her voice breaking. Peyton reached up and gently wiped Rachel's tears off her face before cupping her cheek.

"It'll be ok," she said to her. "Everything will be ok."

1 week and 5 days later…

Rachel came over to Peyton's house and knocked on the door. She heard footsteps on the other side, but no one opened the door.

"Pey, it's me, Rachel," she said, knowing that Peyton refused to open the door without knowing who it was. The door opened and Peyton let her in before closing it and locking about six locks. The police still had not caught Derek, though Peyton's real brother had turned up in town. Peyton was still extremely wary of him, so he had agreed to a DNA test to show that they were related. Peyton led her up to her room, closed the door, and locked it too.

'Where's your dad?" Rachel asked her.

"Out doing some shopping," she said. "He's not going back out to sea for about a month."

"That's good, you'll have someone in the house with you," Rachel said. She still worried about Peyton constantly. Rachel kissed Peyton gently on the lips. Peyton wrapped her arms around her waist, pulling Rachel closer and deepening the kiss. Rachel tangled her hand in Peyton's hair. The two backed gently towards the bed and fell back onto it. They continued to kiss deeply, shedding clothes as they did, and for the first time, they weren't interrupted.

The next day at school…

Rachel walked up to her locker, glowing slightly, thinking about yesterday with Peyton. Her mood quickly changed as soon as she saw her locker. In bright red paint, the word DYKE was written on it. She gasped when she saw it. She looked over to Peyton's locker and saw the same thing. A video came on the tv screens.

"You think you know two of your favorite cheerleaders, Peyton Sawyer and Rachel Gatina?" The voice asked. It was distorted, like a bad horror movie announcer. "But look what they're up to behind closed doors." The screen turned to Peyton's room, and it showed the two of them were kissing, intensely. A voice over came on as the two backed towards the bed. "Check your web cam next time girls," said the voice.

Whitey ran over to the media closet, opened the door, and killed the feed. The guys in the hallway groaned in disappointment. Rachel looked mortified. People started pointing and staring, and she turned around and walked out of the school. Peyton saw this and followed.

"Rachel," she called after her as Rachel ran over to her car. Rachel turned around, looking furious.

"Your web cam Peyton? You forgot to turn off your fucking web cam! I would've thought you'd thrown that thing out after what happened with Derek. Jesus."

"Rachel, I'm sorry, I completely forgot about it." Rachel scoffed.

"I have to go, next time you see me, don't bother talking to me," she said, and got into her car and drove away. Brooke walked up beside Peyton.

"Come on Buddy, let's get you out of here, ok?" Peyton nodded and allowed Brooke to take her to her car. Peyton had ridden with Rachel. The girls drove back to Peyton's house, and she and Brooke talked all day. Peyton kept trying to call Rachel, but she wouldn't answer her phone.

The next day, the Gynecologists Office…

Peyton was sitting on the exam table, waiting for the doctor to come back with her blood tests. Peyton had told her that she was late, and didn't feel quite right. The doctor came in a couple seconds later with Larry, looking grim. Larry looked confused.

"Well, Ms. Sawyer, you're pregnant."

"What?" Larry and Peyton both exclaimed together.

"Yes, there's really no doubt about it. You're only about two weeks along, but you're definitely pregnant." She handed her some pamphlets. "There are several options for you…" she said, and began explaining them, but Peyton wasn't listening. About a half a hour later, Peyton and Larry arrived home after spending the entire car ride in complete silence. Peyton told her dad that she was going to go and tell Rachel. She drove over there and, after a few minutes of stalling, told Rachel her news. Rachel went from stunned to furious in about two seconds flat.

"Derek?" she questioned, fury etched in her voice.

"Of course, I haven't slept with any other guys. How could you even think…"

"No, that's not what I meant, I'm just making sure that I can add this to the list of things that I'll present to the judge to constitute justifiable homicide."

"Rachel, I'm really sorry, about everything. The web cam, the pregnancy…"

"Oh babe," she said, sitting down beside her on the bed. "Neither of these things are your fault. I overreacted about the web cam, but you being pregnant is not your fault, ok?" Peyton began to cry for the first time since Derek had raped her. Rachel held her, and she cried for almost ten minutes. She finally stopped and Rachel wiped her tears off her face, then wiped her own tears away, not realizing until then that she had been crying too.

"What am I supposed to do?" Peyton said.

"We'll figure it out. But whatever you decide to do, I'm here for you, ok? I love you, Peyton, and I'm not going to let you do this alone." Peyton looked up at her, surprised. "What," Rachel asked her.

"It's just, that's the first time that you told me you loved me."

"I was actually planning on telling you in a more romantic way, but I do love you so, so much. And I totally get it if you don't feel the same way, but…"

"I love you too, Rachel. I really do, more than anything." The two girls kissed, and for a moment, all their problems melted away.

Ok, there it is, I hope you all like it. Thanks again for all the reviews, please keep them coming, I really am more inspired to write. Next chapter up in a couple days, maybe sooner if people review. Thanks again!