When Jake Admits: Chapter 4
Written By Poser
Author's Note: I would love to thank all the fans for their reviews on my story. It took me a few times to get it up on the site, but apparently, it got up! I have had a request for some Naley, so I may experiment with that in another chapter. Thanks again, for the reviews!
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Poser
His cousin was pretty much in shock. Jake had just got here. Why would he leave? Going back to Tree Hill would just trap him in the mess that had caused his sudden move to Savannah.
"You're WHAT?!" His cousin had shouted. "You just got here Jake...and who knows! If you go back to Tree Hill, you may get caught up with that psycho chick!"
"It doesn't matter," Jake had said contently. "I need to go home. Besides...no matter what, I will get custody of Jenny. I'll never let Nikki have her. I am so sorry but I HAVE to go."
Jake took his bags and his guitar, and walked out the door of the home he had come to stay in. He knew no matter what, he had to tell Peyton he loved her and he wanted to be with her. Besides that, the only mom Jenny really had was Peyton, and Jenny was beginning to get fussy after realizing Peyton wasn't there anymore. If he wanted what was best for Jenny, he'd go back to Tree Hill to be with Peyton, where together they could fight for Jenny's custody.
Jake sat at a bus stop in downtown Savannah. He was sitting next to a little old lady eating prunes. A few times had she offered one, but he refused the offer, on a count of the fact that the old lady was weird, and she'd spit at the pigeons that were on the concrete in front of the benches. Jenny was still in her little carrier. Jake had allowed her to play with his keys when she got fussy. When the line for the bus tickets died down he got up to buy one (children under the age of 3 got on free).
"Hi," Jake said pleasantly to the woman at the booth. "I would like to buy a ticket."
"Your location, sir?" The woman said quickly, typing in information onto her computer.
"Tree Hill, North Carolina," Jake said, as he looked around him waiting for her to find a vacancy on the bus. "Hopefully a bus leaving today."
The woman continued to type information onto her computer. It seemed like forever while the woman was typing.
"Oh," she said solemnly. "I'm sorry sir, all the buses to Tree Hill are booked for the next week."
Jake's eyes widened. Buses to Tree Hill? Booked for a week? That had to be impossible. Tree Hill was such a small town. Nothing was so special about it...except it's phenomenal basketball team. Of course...people were coming into town for the High School Play-offs. He took his stuff and sat back down in a seat. He kissed Jenny's forehead, still in shock that he couldn't get on a bus to Tree Hill.
Peyton sat at her seat in front of the computer, working silently on an art piece, with her web cam turned on. Brooke was sitting in the middle of her bed, painting her toenails. Music was booming out of the computer speakers. Some good Led Zeppelin stuff. It was a humid day, and both Peyton and Brooke had been wearing bikini tops and shorts. Brooke's hair was up, and a fan in the room was on. It still was difficult for Peyton to keep cool considering she had a lot of curly locks. She put her sketchbook down for a few minutes to type in her blog. After she was finished, she shut down her Internet system, and sat on the bed with Brooke.
"So," Brooke began when Peyton sat down. "Your dad isn't back from Savannah, yet?"
"Nope," Peyton said shaking her head solemnly. "Not back yet. He still has a few more weeks before his work over there is finished."
Brooke looked up cocking her head. She looked down at her toes and then back up at Peyton.
"Okay," Brooke said as she put her polish down. "What's wrong...let me guess first...missing Jake? Call him then."
With that, Peyton picked up her phone and dialed the number to Jake's cousin's place.
"Hi," Peyton said into the other end of the phone, with the receiver to her ear. "Is Jake There?"
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"Did he say where he was going?"
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"I see...did he say why?"
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"Okay...if he comes, I'll have him call. Thanks. Bye."
She hung up the phone. Brooke was just staring at her with an eyebrow cocked and scratching her nose. After looking around the room, Brooke looked back at Peyton, hungry for some information.
"So?" Brooke asked. "What'd he say?"
Peyton was bewildered.
"Um," Peyton started with. "He's not there."
"What?" Brooke said, just as confused as Peyton was. "Why wasn't he there? He's hiding, isn't he? Doesn't that mean...in cognito?"
"His cousin had said," Brooke said pausing. She then continued. "He said that Jake was coming back to Tree Hill."