A/N: I had this chapter done a little sooner. There are some flashbacks with Haley, which give more insight about her! Hope you guys like it:)

Chapter 8

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"Over the past two weeks, how often did you feel nervous, anxious, or on edge? Not at all, several days, more than half the days or nearly every day?"

Every single day, Haley thought to herself. "Not at all," she replied while glancing over to Jimmy, who was angrily typing on his phone.

"Over the past two weeks, how often did you have trouble relaxing? Not at all, several days, more than half the days or nearly every day?"

Every single day. "Not at all."

"Over the past two weeks, how often did you feel like something awful was going to happen? Not at all, several days, more than half the days or nearly every day?"

Every single day. "Not at all."

"Lastly, over the past two weeks, how often did you find yourself worrying about too many different things? Not at all, several days, more than half the days or nearly every day?"

Every single day. "Not at all."

"Mr. James, could you please step outside for a second?"

"Of course," Jimmy replied while exiting the examining room.

"So, Haley. It's been a while since you came in. How are you doing?"

"Good."

"Do you have any concerns you want to tell me about?" Dr. Hale asked Haley, trying to get her to express her thoughts. Over the past few doctor's appointments, he picked up on Haley's hidden anxiousness and decided today would be a good day to ask her questions about her anxiety. However, he sensed that her answers didn't seem genuine, which could've been attributed to having a parent in the room.

"No, everything is going well," Haley lied. Everything definitely was not going alright...especially after the events that transpired last week.

"Haley, are you sure? You're shaking."

"Yes," Haley managed to grit out while keeping her body as still as possible.

It might've been an easier option - opening up to people, but it was not an option for her. Maybe it would've been better if she didn't lie during the anxiety screening. Maybe it would be easier if she opened up with her doctor right now. But, it didn't feel right. Everything felt like it was going to get even worse. Things already did since that night last week.

Haley reminisced about her doctor's appointment two years ago. She wondered what would've happened if she just told Dr. Hale the truth to the questions he had asked her. However, she had given up opening up to people, especially then. That is until she met Nathan.

Nathan had been thinking about Haley all day. After witnessing Haley's parents fighting and throwing stuff last night, everything made sense as to why Haley was always so guarded. He wanted to stay and be there for her, but she insisted she would talk to him today and made him sneak out the window so he could avoid coming to contact her parents.

Nathan knew Haley didn't want to talk about what happened in the middle of school. During the day, Nathan saw as Haley tried to keep the conversation lighthearted, but that made the conversations they had today so far feel forced since they were glossing over issues from last night.

Nathan couldn't stop worrying about Haley though and found himself desperately wanting to take her pain away. He found hope, however, when she said she would come over to talk to him. She was at least letting someone in, and he was glad to be that person.

As he heard a knock on his door, he knew who it was.

"Hey, Nathan," Haley said while fidgeting with her fingers.

"Hey come on in."

Nathan and Haley both took a seat on the couch, both on opposite ends of the couch.

"So…" Haley started out the conversation.

"What I saw last night...that's what you've been carrying around with you right?"

"You noticed?" Haley knew that Nathan sensed something was off with her when they had their conversation at the liquor store on the first day of school, but didn't think he noticed anything since then. Did he really pay attention to her more than she thought? The realization made her heart race faster.

"Yeah. I just didn't want to push you. I wanted you to tell me in your own time...I mean if you wanted to of course."

"I just...I never really opened up with anyone before." Normally, Haley would have inner monologues with herself, but it was hard putting her thoughts into audible words.

"Hey if you don't want to tell me, I get it. The last thing I want to do is make you feel uncomfortable."

"No it's not that, trust me, Nathan. I wanted to tell you for a while now."

Nathan felt warmth travel through him as he heard her words. She wanted to let him in. "Take your time."

"What you saw last night...it's been happening for a while. My parents have been fighting since I was little. It wasn't too bad then though. Back then, there were mostly occasional arguments and a couple of big fights. As I grew up, those fights became more frequent and intense." Haley took a deep breath. "Most of that's due to my dad drinking. I mean they have fights when he's sober, but the big ones happen when he drinks a lot. He just turns into a different person then. It took me a long time to realize he was an alcoholic. Up until a few years ago, I thought it was normal for someone to be drinking a lot. Anyway, that's what you heard last night...the glass shattering sound was my dad throwing the beer bottles at the wall."

Nathan wrapped his mind around the information Haley was presenting him. He wouldn't have guessed she was going through this much pain.

Haley continued speaking. "They would throw stuff a lot around the house. I mean we had holes in our wall, large dents on the floor, windows broken, countless plates shattered..."

Nathan winced at the question forming in his mind, but he had to know the answer. "Did you ever get physically hurt?"

"Once, unintentionally. It was just a bad day."

"Haley, is this shirt cute?"

"Yeah, Maria, it looks great," Haley dully replied while trying to ignore the out-of-breath feeling coming over her. Whatever, this always happens. Just focus on having a good time, Haley. You never get to have a good time anymore.

"Great! I'm going to go pay for this. Fiona, come with me. I hate standing in lines by myself," Maria said while tugging Fiona's arm.

"I'm going to sit down outside the store," Haley said as she loosened her shirt, hoping that would help steady her breathing.

As Haley sat down on the bench outside Forever 21, the feeling of unable to take a deep breath intensified. She tried, but each time, she felt herself unable to obtain a full breath of fresh air. It was like her lungs couldn't get 100% filled.

Dammit, Haley. Haley felt herself getting frustrated with her body. Suddenly, everything in her vision started twirling. A wave of dizziness ripped through her body. Panicking, she quickly stood up with a faint feeling. With her rapid heartbeat, she felt her skin burning up and the feeling of impending doom taking over.

Despite experiencing this feeling countless amount of times, each time felt like she was dying. Everything around her felt like a blur. She felt like she was going to just drop on the ground in the middle of the mall.

Haley rushed her way over to the nearest water fountain, hoping that drinking some water would calm her down. She felt wobbly on the journey there, thinking that these next few moments were going to be the end for her. As much as she tried to shake those thoughts away, she couldn't. She couldn't help but think how many moments in her life she wasted and how this could be it for her. What would happen if she just dropped right here in the middle of the mall?

Those feelings carried over for the next ten minutes until suddenly, they vanished. Haley knew what just happened. She hated when her brain would play tricks on her. Damn, panic attacks.

Every time they ended, she would reflect on them. While she was experiencing them, she always attributed them to something more severe. After they ended, she was able to conclude they were panic attacks.

Just fifteen minutes ago, Haley had finally been in a good mood. After her parents were fighting intensely for the past week, Haley got to spend some time away with her friends at Oak Lake Mall. Now, her mood suddenly shifted. While her panic was gone, the dreary feeling and lingering symptoms were still present. They overwhelmed her. It felt like nothing was going to be ok.

From the water fountain, Haley made her way back to Forever 21 and saw her friends coming out, with shopping bags in their hands. "Hey, guys, I'm not feeling so well. I'm going to call my mom to pick me up."

"Haleyyy you never hang out anymore. You're no fun!" Maria pouted.

"I'm sorry you guys. I'm just really not feeling well. We'll hang out another time. I promise." Haley felt bad. She couldn't open up to her friends, so now she was left with the guiltiness of leaving them.

"Whatever. Let's go, Fiona." There was a slight edge in Maria's tone as she and Fiona walked away.

Haley sighed as she called her mom. She knew this conversation wasn't going to go well either. Sometimes, during intense fights, Haley's parents, especially her mom, would project their anger on Haley. She was used to it though, but that didn't make her feel any better.

"Hi, Mom."

"What is it, Haley?" Lydia firmly said. She didn't even call her "Haley-Bob," so Haley braced herself for the angry version of her mom.

"I was wondering if you could pick me up...I'm not feeling too well."

"Dammit, Haley I just came home!"

"I'm sorry. Please, Mom."

"Fine." Haley could hear a loud huff on the other end of the phone as Lydia ended the call.

The whole car right was quiet. Haley knew her mom was seething internally. The last thing Haley wanted to do was go home and experience her parents fighting, but she had nowhere else to go. Being in the mall, around all those people felt too overwhelming. Sadly for her, she didn't have her driver's license yet so she couldn't just leave whenever she wanted to. For now, she planned to go home and take a shower with loud music hoping that would help relax her mind for a while.

Once Haley got home, she rushed over to her room, so she wouldn't have to deal with her parents. She could hear their fight pick up though.

She made her way over to the bathroom and turned and then shower on. She got her waterproof speaker and placed it in the shower as well. For a few minutes, the water and music soothed her.

However, the feeling of breathlessness started again. It was one of those unlucky days where it was happening again. She normally only suffered from a few a week, but occasionally the panic attacks recurred multiple times a day.

As the feeling of impending doom took over, Haley felt herself fighting against the water as it felt like it was suffocating her. She couldn't be in there anymore. She grabbed a towel and quickly rushed out of there.

This panic attack felt much, much more intense than her previous ones. She felt like she was watching herself in the third person, and in a matter of minutes, she was convinced she would be gone.

For the first time, she didn't want to handle this panic alone. She'd been having panic recurrent panic attacks for a year now but hid every one of them from her parents. Her parents already were fighting a lot, and it felt hard to talk to them about this.

Right now, she needed to tell them. She couldn't feel this way anymore. She didn't want to feel like she was dying all the damn time. It just felt too much.

After putting her clothes on, Haley went over near the staircase where her parent's screeching voices caused Haley to tremble. Internally, Haley already had a thousand voices playing in her head. Now, hearing her parents yelling just overworked her body. It was just too fucking much.

Not only did she need to tell them how she was feeling, but she also needed to talk to them about their fights. There was no way this family could keep living like this. This family was becoming more broken by the day. While not perfect even when she was a child, the family had been much more happier and loving back then.

Making her way downstairs, her parents came into her line of view. "Mom. Dad. Can I talk to you please?"

"Haley, we're in the middle of something right now," Lydia screamed.

"Please. I...I can't...everything feels too much. I need to talk to you guys. About me...about your fighting. Please." Standing there, Haley felt her body slowly giving up on her as her panic increased.

"Haley. We can't talk right now. In fact, our fighting wouldn't be happening if your mom here stopped bringing up stuff that my parents did ten years ago!" Jimmy firmly exclaimed while proceeding to yell at Lydia.

"I only brought that up because you were continuously attacking my parents!" Lydia fired back.

Haley watched her parents yell at each other with no disregard for their own daughter's needs or feelings. Was nothing going to reach them?

She started making her way back upstairs, but then came back down to the kitchen since she forgot her phone on the counter.

"Dammit, Lydia! I can't take it anymore." Jimmy threw the beer bottle forcefully at the wall adjacent to the counter, completely oblivious that his daughter was just a few feet away.

Haley felt a burning, pinching pain in multiple locations on her body. In those moments, she couldn't tell if the scorching heat was due to her skin burning up from her panic attack or something else. However, as she looked down on her body, she saw tiny blood droplets from where the glass shards entered her body. Most of the glass pieces were small and barely scratched the surface of her skin, however, she felt a slightly bigger one digging into the side of her neck.

"Haley-Bob….oh my god! Lydia screamed in panic. "Jimmy! What did you fucking do?!"

Haley cringed at the intensity of her mom's voice. It had never been this loud before.

Immense guilt swept through Jimmy. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt his baby girl. He hadn't seen Haley when the anger got the best of him. He was aiming for the wall. Nonetheless, the damage was already done, and he could never take it back. "Oh my...oh my god. Haley, honey, I'm so sorry...I'm so sorry." Jimmy painfully said with his voice breaking.

The physical pain didn't matter right now. What mattered was how out of hand her parent's fights have gotten. Sure, they didn't have the intention of hurting their daughter, but they were unmindful of the emotional pain she was carrying around because of them. The pain that she would now always carry around with her.

Haley finished wrapping up her story. "After that, my parents took me to the doctor and I got a few stitches. I thought that after that my parents fighting and my dad's drinking would've gone down, but it was the opposite. My mom's anger magnified since she got so angry with my dad. My dad felt so guilty that he drank a lot more, which of course catalyzed more fights...so yeah. Their fights just intensified since then, and I got physically hurt that night, so I stopped interfering in their fights since then. I feel guilty now though. I feel like I'm the one who made their fights worse. I want to stop them, but I don't know how to. The one time that I tried to, everything had gotten worse.

"Every day, there is just a distance growing between us. I just feel like an outsider living in this house. I try so hard to make my parents proud at school. I hope that in that way, they would feel proud of me and maybe once that happens, the disconnect between us could go away, but that hasn't happened. I've been working my ass off, but they hardly seem to notice all the work I put in. I just...I don't know what to do anymore."

As Haley stopped speaking, Nathan glanced over to Haley's neck. Again, he saw the scar he had noticed yesterday. This was the reason why she had it. It was because of her parents. The parents put Haley through immeasurable amounts of pain.

Nathan's heart kept breaking for Haley. She tried so hard to be strong for her parents, but she was the one left with excruciating pain. It wasn't fair. It was Haley's parents who had the responsibility to protect Haley's feelings, but it was the opposite. Everything about Haley made sense now. She always seemed to have a maturity beyond her age because she was the one who was looking after her parents, not the other way around. She was emotionally forced to grow up faster.

Nathan knew that Haley deeply loved her parents; that's why she protected them. He remembered the day at the liquor store when Haley made an excuse for her dad's drinking. She was protecting him then. Nathan felt mesmerized by the girl sitting in front of him who went through so much pain but held it in for the sake of her parents. Just learning more about Haley and her strong heart made his feelings grow.

"Remember that time at the party at the beginning of the year when you told me that my mom leaving wasn't my fault? And that I shouldn't let the guilt add onto my pain?"

Haley slowly nodded her head, knowing where Nathan was going with this.

"Well, you have to do that too, Hales. Your parent's fighting might've increased since that day, but it's not your fault at all. You needed your parents that day and you tried talking to them, but they weren't there for you. Now, you feel guilty, while they don't. You're the one left with this pain, Hales, and it's not fair to you."

"I want to stop feeling guilty...so badly. I want to believe it's not my fault. I just want to feel angry at my parents. I want to feel angry that they hurt me all this time. I want to be angry that they don't give a damn about my feelings or my thoughts...and sometimes I do feel that. I do...but then I feel that feeling go away. Whenever I see my dad passed out on the couch, looking vulnerable, I feel my anger going away or if I hear my mom sobbing through the bathroom. I don't know. My emotions keep alternating, and I just hate it."

"It's not your fault, Hales. I promise you that, and I will keep telling you that for as long as you need to hear it." Nathan started remembering a different part of Haley's story. "About your panic attacks...do they still happen?"

"Not as frequently as before. I only get them a few times a month now. Before, it was a few times a day or week. They're still scary when they happen though. I don't think that feeling will ever go away."

"Do you always deal with them alone?"

"Yeah, I never really told anyone...well till today."

Nathan started feeling a sense of frustration towards Haley's parents. While there was a part of him that respected them because Haley loved them, there was a bigger part that was angry at them for neglecting their own daughter's feelings and causing her emotional pain. They might not be there for Haley, but Nathan sure as hell was going to be. "Well if they happen again, and you need me, just come to me, Hales. I'll be there for you."

Haley nodded.

"I mean it, Haley. I want to be there for you."

Looking at Nathan, Haley could see how sincere Nathan was with his words. "Thank you, Nate."

"Did you ever bring it up to your doctor? Can't they give you medication or anything?"

"Uhh well a week after that night, I had a doctor's appointment. I guess my doctor picked up something with me, so he asked me a few questions that day. I lied when he was asking me the questions though."

"Why?"

"After that night, I just didn't feel like opening up to anyone anymore. I tried it that night, and it didn't work out, so I was done. I knew if my doctor actually diagnosed me with anxiety, then he would have to tell my parents, and I didn't want to talk to them anymore...But anyway, I feel better now that I talked to you about it. I never really thought I would open up with anyone, so thank you, Nathan."

"You have nothing to thank me for, Hales. I told you I'm here for you." As Nathan got reminded of the photographs in Haley's house, another question formed. "Were your siblings there for you?"

"All my siblings are a lot older than me. I mean when I was little, my parents didn't fight too much, so my siblings weren't too affected. As my parents' fights started progressing, then they would normally go out of the house. I just never felt like going...it felt like I needed to be at home and just witness what was going on with my parents. I just worried about them too much. Eventually, my siblings moved out, so it was just me. I talk to them on the phone sometimes and see them during the holidays, but they got lives of their own now."

Once again, Nathan was in awe of Haley. Even though she could've, stayed home to make sure her parents' fight didn't escalate too far. She was easily the most selfless person he knew. "I wish they were there for you more, Hales. I hate that you're going through this alone."

"Well I'm not alone now, aren't I?"

"Of course, not."

"You know, deep down my parents still love each other, but they haven't been kind to each other in a long time. Their communication has been off and they don't understand each other anymore. I guess I'm hoping that one day they can return to the old version of themselves, and we can be a happier family, but I really doubt that's going to happen. I don't know if there is anything that could make my dad stop drinking or my parents keep yelling at each other. At the same time, I learned a lot through my parent's fighting. I learned what I didn't want in my future relationship, and I got to learn what type of parent I would be to my child someday."

Nathan thought back to his parents. For the past few months, Nathan had been thinking a lot about when his mom was at home. She and Dan would fight constantly as well. Nathan didn't want to end up like his parents. "Yeah, I know what you mean."

At that moment, the space between them was minuscule. They were both gazing into the eyes of each other as silence fell through them. They were just two broken souls who had found comfort within each other.

Nathan remembered Haley's words from earlier and finally had a chance to process them. She wanted to tell him - and only him - about what she was going through. For a few moments, he welcomed the idea that maybe his feelings weren't one-sided. Maybe there was a chance that Haley liked him in the way he strongly liked her. He felt his head inching towards her.

However, he quickly stopped. It would've been so easy to close the gap between their lips. It's what he'd been craving for a long time now, but he couldn't. It wasn't just because he had lingering doubts about Damien and Haley. It took a lot for Haley to open up to him this night. He sure as hell wasn't going to be the one to take advantage of her when she was in a vulnerable state. As much it pained him, he bottled his feelings up and took her eyes off her.

"Hales, I'm here for you. I'm not just saying that. Every time you want to talk, just know that I'll be here just like you've been there for me."

"Thank you, Nathan. It really means a lot to me."

"How about you stay here for a couple of hours? My dad is working late tonight, and I know you don't want to go home right now...In fact, I'm gonna cook us some dinner."

Haley raised her eyebrows. "You're going to cook? Remember the last time you tried cooking."

One Saturday night a few weeks ago, Nathan, Haley, and Lily were in Nathan's house when Nathan insisted he would cook some chicken...but ended up forgetting about it and caused the smoke detector to go off.

"Hey, it was one time. And I'm not going to mess this dish up. It's a pretty hard dish to mess up."

"What is it?"

Nathan went over to the pantry and pulled out a box of mac & cheese. "After we went to Olive Garden, I bought some boxes of mac & cheese the next day…"

"Ha! I told you you were missing out."

"Why don't you watch Gilmore Girls or something while I cook this and bring it out there."

"Nah, I'll just sit here and talk to you. There's a pretty high chance of this kitchen burning down if I leave you here alone."

"Very funny, Hales."

Haley felt a weight being lifted off as she sat at the kitchen counter after talking to Nathan. Of course, some of it was still there. That was just the way of life. The pain was never fully going to go away. However, being around Nathan, the pain felt tolerable. She found such joy in the simple moments she spent with him.

Two Weeks Later

It was now mid-November. Thanksgiving Break starts next Wednesday, and the game with Oak Lake is next Tuesday. Whitey had been making the team work extra harder since Oak Lake was one of their hardest competitions. Usually, after practice was over, Dan would make Nathan practice more when he got home. Aside from practice, all their conversations consisted of basketball, which drove Nathan insane.

Sadly because of his busy schedule, Nathan mostly only got to see Haley in school these past two weeks. Their tutoring sessions, lunch, and anatomy were the time he cherished with her. It was a good thing, however, that they would be spending time with her and Lily tonight since Keith and Karen were going out. It felt like a while since they got to spend time, all three of them together.

Also over the past two weeks, Nathan felt himself worrying for Haley a lot ever since she'd opened up to him. He was thankful that whenever things became rocky at home, Haley would turn to him. He was so glad that she wasn't burying everything within her like she previously was. Nathan was never good at comforting people, but it just came easy with Haley. Everything felt easy with Haley.

Remembering the game next week, Nathan felt irked that he would have to see Damien again next week. Thoughts about him always planted doubts in his mind. He was hoping that maybe by observing Damien and Haley next week that he would get some answers. Maybe if Damien and Haley didn't talk that much next week, then he would have nothing to worry about. Haley did confide in Nathan and not anyone else, so that's gotta mean something right?

"You ready for next week's game?" Jake asked as he put his uniform in his bag while they were in the locker room after practice.

"Hopefully. We gotta beat them." We have to beat that fucking jackass, Damien.

"Yeah, you've been practicing extra hard for next week. Any reason?"

"Oak Lake is good, and we're not gonna let them win."

"Or is it because Damien is on the team?" Lucas intervened.

"What are you talking about?"

"I remember the homecoming dance, Nate. You looked like you wanted to kill that guy for dancing with Haley."

"It just bothers me that I don't know what happened between them, or what's happening between them right now." Before Nathan could dwell on his thoughts for too long, he made his way out of the locker room, so he could go to his house to see Haley and Lily.

It became a routine for Haley to go to Brooke's house after her cafe shift. It felt nice not being at home. Although Brooke and Peyton were unaware, being around them made things better for her. They were friends that she always wanted and nothing like her previous friends.

Then, of course, there was Nathan, who was the significant reason for her becoming happier this school year, especially in the past two weeks. Haley had kept her end of the promise and went to Nathan when things got bad at her house. He listened to her feelings and always found the right words to say to her. His actions overwhelmed her in a completely staggering way. In the time she spent with Nathan, not only did she find stability within him, but also a sense of unpredictability - an exhilarating type of unpredictability that continuously consumed her.

"Wow Brooke, you're studying the hell out of that book," Peyton commented as she saw Brooke reading through a chemistry book and taking notes.

"Well, I have a big test next week and I need to get an 'A' on it," Brooke seriously replied as she was too focused on balancing the chemistry equations.

"There's a party today."

"Not interested."

Haley and Peyton suddenly looked at Brooke with astonishment.

"Since when does Brooke Davis turn down a party for a test?"

"Since I'm failing chemistry and I need to pass this test. I thought I was doing well, but I just need to get better. Tutor-Girl, will you please help me?"

"Of course, I will. I can't today though. I actually have to leave right now. I'm meeting up with Nathan and Lily."

"Wow you guys have become awfully close," Brooke said with a smug smile.

"Yeah, it's been really nice."

"So, when are you gonna tell him about your feelings?"

"You know, two weeks ago...there was a moment between us. Or at least, it felt like a moment to me."

"Oh my gosh! Did you two finally kiss?!" Brooke squealed. "Why didn't you tell us?!"

"No, it wasn't anything like that. I thought he was going to kiss me, but he didn't. I guess I really was just imagining things."

"You don't know that, Haley. There could've been a reason," Peyton tried to assure Haley.

"I don't know...I don't want to focus on it right now. I need to get going. Bye guys."

"See ya, Tutor-Girl."

As Haley left Brooke's room, she bumped into a figure she hadn't met before.

"I'm sorry…"

"I'm Haley."

"Oh, Brooke mentioned you before. It's nice to meet you, Haley. I'm Brooke's dad. I'm sorry for bumping into you before."

Haley had never seen Brooke's dad before. He was barely ever home. "Oh, it's ok Mr. Davis."

"Please, call me Ted...are you friends with Nathan by any chance? I saw you guys talking before."

Nathan? "Yes, I am actually."

"How's he doing?"

Why is Ted taking an interest in Nathan? "He's doing pretty good."

"That's good. Well, it was nice meeting you, Haley."

"You too. Bye." With that, Haley walked away, with a feeling of curiosity as to why Ted was so interested in Nathan and not anyone else.

As Ted saw Haley leave, he heard a ringing come from his phone. Shocked would be an understatement to describe his state of mind when he saw who was calling. The person who was so close to him, yet physically so far.

"H-Hi." Ted stammered while answering the phone. It's been too long since...

"Hi, Ted. It's been a while."

"How have things been since...well you know."

"Good. I've been doing so much better. The person on the other end hesitated before proceeding to speak. "So how is...?"

Ted didn't even need to hear the rest of that question. There was only one person this phone call could be about. "Happier. From what I've heard anyway. I'm not around here too much. Maybe it's time for you to-"

"I've been thinking about it a lot. That's why I called after all this time."

"Thanksgiving is coming up next week. That might be a nice time."

"I'm scared...I did so many things wrong…"

"It wasn't just you. It was me too. Think about it. Keeping things the way they are now isn't for the best."

"I know. I'll think about it. I will."

Thanksgiving break is gonna be interesting ;)

Also, Damien will be back, which means drama for naley?

Thank you guys so much for reading!