She heard the knocking on the door and it took her a few minutes but she eventually moved herself from the bed to the door. "Karen I thought you would be back at the café by…." She stopped as a petite brunette glared up at her. "Haley…"

"The one and only. How's life" her voice was cold and bitter, just as Peyton had expected it to be.

"Hales can you just go" Peyton shook her head, she wasn't ready for this yet, she didn't know when she gunna be able to face her friends, but now wasn't the time.

"Oh no…I came all the way over here just to see you…I think you can at least invite your old friend in" Haley smiled brightly in the blondes face as she shoved past her and walked into the room. "So looks life you've reverted back living out of motels."

"I've upgraded to hotels if you haven't noticed." Peyton rolled her eyes. "What do you want Haley" Peyton sat on the edge of the night stand as she watched Haley take Karen's spot on the bed.

"Simple…I want you to pack your crap and get the hell out of Tree Hill. You did it once before you should do it again." Haley picked at her nails like it was some nonchalant statement that had left her mouth.

"Not happening until I see my daughter."

"Lucas's daughter is fine without you and she doesn't need to see you." Haley glared at the blonde, who just glared back.

"She's still my daughter and I need to see her" Peyton crossed her arms over her chest and looked at her former friend. Six years ago she never would have thought that Haley would despise her.

"You abandoned her, you have no right to see her" Haley stood from the bed as her voice began to get louder.

"I have ever right to see her. What…do you think you can stop me Hales." Peyton stepped closer tot eh petite brunette.

"Number one…I don't want to hear you call me that ever again because you have lost all rights to that name. We are not friends and you're luck I even let you call me Haley. You should be calling me Mrs. Scott because we're not even acquaintances, we are just two people who happen to know each other."

"And I just happen to be the mother of your niece." Her hands were on her hips now as she glared downwards. She didn't wanna pick a fight with Haley, if anything she should be apologizing like crazy, but she wasn't in the mood for the brunette's games at the moment. She had asked her to leave but Haley refused and Peyton wasn't about to put up with the bitchiness.

"Do me a favor and shut up!" Haley raised a brow before she continued. "Number two…I am going to do everything in my power to keep Alex as far away from you as possible. And if I can't do it by myself the court will."

"What are you taking about" Peyton questioned as her stomach began to turn and her eyes grew wide.

"Lucas and I talked about it last night. If you cause any problems Alex won't be yours. We want you gone Peyton and we don't want Alex to know that you were ever here. If you and Amy don't pack your crap and leave within a time span to our liking, Lucas is suing for full custody." Haley looked up at Peyton with an innocent look on her face, but her eyes held a dangerous tint.

"Get out" Peyton said angrily. "GET THE HELL OUT!" she screamed at the top of her lungs as she shoved Haley backwards towards the door.

"As violent as you are…you'll never win, and just wait till the lawyer tacks on the fact that you abandoned her. You will never get Alex" Haley cooed as she opened the door. "I'll be seeing you Peyton" with that Haley let herself out of the room, closing the door silently behind her.

Peyton let out a violently scream as she ran her hand through her hair. She reached down to the nightstand and picked up the clock. The ticking of the second hand was pounding in her ears and she wanted the noise to just stop. Her eyes caught the bottom of the clock were a small inscription was printed. "The fairytale love does is exist and it lived within a happy family." She gripped the clock tightly in her hands before throwing it as hard as she could against the door.

The blonde tore opened her suitcase and searched through her clothes frantically. Things were thrown across the room as she scanned all her belongings. "Peyton…" she didn't look up at the front door opened and closed. "Peyt…" she just continued flinging things around until she spotted the photo album. She had two of them…one she gave to Alex and the other she kept form herself. It was her high school memories that were locked away in that small book and at the moment she wanted to forget everything and everyone on those pages.

"I hate them…all of them" she screamed as she flung the book open and tore out the first page. Amy watched as Peyton ripped a picture and her and Lucas into shreds.

"Peyton stop" Amy ran over to the blonde and grabbed hold of her shoulder but Peyton shoved her away. The blonde just continued ripping pages out of the album, the more she looked at the pictures the more violently she tore them to pieces. "Peyton…" Amy grabbed her again but harder this time. The brunette held a firm grip as Peyton tired to maneuver out of her arms. "Peyt…just stop" the blonde didn't stop and for the next ten minutes the Amy tried to get the blonde to calm down. It wasn't until Peyton felt the energy drain from her body that she collapsed the floor and broke into sobs.

"They wanna take her from me….and they're gunna win." Peyton leaned forward over her bent knees as she rocked back and forth on the floor.

"What are you talking about?" Amy shook her head in confusion.

"Lucas…he wants full custody and they'll give it to him. Amy…." Peyton couldn't stop her body from rocking as she wrapped her arms tightly around herself. Her ears now held a constant ringing and Amy's words were nonexistent, so was the sound of an opening door. The blonde felt a hand on her back as she shook on the floor.

"Talk to me…" the voice was calm and it broke through the ringing. "Peyton…"

"Brooke…" she looked up for the first time to her former best friend's warm eyes gazing down at her. Brooke bent forward and wrapped her arm around the frail blonde, whispering into her ear, trying to calm her down.

"Please talk to me…" Brooke pleaded as she rested her head against the blonde curls. "I ran into Haley and she told me you were back. We don't really get along much anymore but apparently neither do you two. What happened…" the blonde didn't answer leading Brooke too look over at Amy. Her eyes caught sight of the spilled pills all over the floor before she met Amy's eyes. "Please...Peyton…"

Brooke pulled the blond to a sitting position as met her eyes. "They're gunna take her away" a new wave a tears escaped her already red eyes.

"Who?" Brooke questioned.

"What do you mean who, and why don't you hate me?" Peyton asked as her brows wrinkled.

"Peyt…I left this place about a year after you did." Brooke admitted as she forced a smile. "Right now I don't have a reason to hate your so talk to me. You always have been and always will be my best friend…no matter what. Talk to me P. Sawyer." Brooke smiled but Peyton didn't, she couldn't find a smile anymore.

"Alex" Peyton responded solemnly. Brooke wanted her to talk, so Peyton talked.