Brooke, Haley and Nathan walked into the hospital and went to the front desk. Since Brooke was a wreck and Haley was helping her calm down, Nathan did the talking.
"May I help you sir?" the receptionist inquired.
"Yeah, I'd like to report a rape."
"Did this happen to you?" she countered.
"No," Nathan felt his face go red. He should have chosen his words better, "This happened to my friend." He said motioning to Brooke.
"We'll need her to fill out these medical forms the talk to an officer, then she can be checked out."
"Thank you," Nathan said with a half- smile as he took the forms then found Haley and Brooke sitting in chairs.
"Brooke?" When she looked up he was relieved to see her crying was at bay. He couldn't stand it when a girl cried...it made him melt, "They need you to fill out these forms."
Brooke took them and filled them out. She decided to take them up to the desk by herself, even though Nathan or Haley was more than willing to do it for her.
"Here you go," she said to the receptionist.
"Oh honey, thank God you're alive," she said in a compassionate voice, "You're very lucky."
"I know, thank you." Brooke said and looked down.
A few minutes passed and an officer appeared.
"Brooke Davis?" he announced.
"Yes?" she replied.
The officer walked over, "The receptionist told me you were raped. I'm very sorry ma'am. It would help if you gave us a statement and a description of the attacker."
Brooke went on for a half-hour about what happened. She described everything down to his scent. She was in tears, but she was lucky to have Haley by her side. Even more though, she was lucky she was still alive. Earlier, before the interrogation, Haley had told Nathan to call Luke and tell him what happened. Like had told Nathan that he would be down to the hospital. Nathan was outside standing on the sidewalk waiting for him. He saw Luke's truck pull up and he hopped out.
"Hey man, where is she?" Luke asked.
"She's probably being examined right now," Nathan said shuffling his feet.
"Thanks."
Luke walked into the waiting room to see a crying Haley. Meanwhile Nathan was getting something to drink from the vending machine.
"Hey buddy," Haley said in a stifled sob.
"Hey yourself," Luke paused, "God...how did this happen? She invited me to go with her, and I didn't."
"Luke don't blame yourself."
Nathan walked into the waiting room to see a tear stained Haley.
"Hales? What wrong?" Nathan jogged over to Haley's side.
"Brooke got it bad. I wouldn't wish what happened to her to anyone. I don't care what happened in the past with me and her, she needs someone now more than ever. Oh God! Peyton! No one ever called her! Let me go call her," she started to walk away, but before she turned the corner she looked back, "You boys play nice."
Nathan and Lucas laughed a little, then were silent.
"How long have you hated me?" Luke asked.
"What?" "How long have you hated me?" he repeated.
"I dunno, I guess my dad just got it in my head that you were a bad guy. He never told me the entire story, or even part of it for that matter."
"Same here," Luke said, "So can you tell me again why we had a fallout?"
Nathan laughed, "Well we can't exactly call a truce, but we can stop all this arguin' stuff."
Haley had walked in only moments before, "Alert the media!" She said with a shocked tone, "Did I just hear a when-I-grow-up-truce?"
"Maybe..." the boys said in a sheepish unison.
"May I help you sir?" the receptionist inquired.
"Yeah, I'd like to report a rape."
"Did this happen to you?" she countered.
"No," Nathan felt his face go red. He should have chosen his words better, "This happened to my friend." He said motioning to Brooke.
"We'll need her to fill out these medical forms the talk to an officer, then she can be checked out."
"Thank you," Nathan said with a half- smile as he took the forms then found Haley and Brooke sitting in chairs.
"Brooke?" When she looked up he was relieved to see her crying was at bay. He couldn't stand it when a girl cried...it made him melt, "They need you to fill out these forms."
Brooke took them and filled them out. She decided to take them up to the desk by herself, even though Nathan or Haley was more than willing to do it for her.
"Here you go," she said to the receptionist.
"Oh honey, thank God you're alive," she said in a compassionate voice, "You're very lucky."
"I know, thank you." Brooke said and looked down.
A few minutes passed and an officer appeared.
"Brooke Davis?" he announced.
"Yes?" she replied.
The officer walked over, "The receptionist told me you were raped. I'm very sorry ma'am. It would help if you gave us a statement and a description of the attacker."
Brooke went on for a half-hour about what happened. She described everything down to his scent. She was in tears, but she was lucky to have Haley by her side. Even more though, she was lucky she was still alive. Earlier, before the interrogation, Haley had told Nathan to call Luke and tell him what happened. Like had told Nathan that he would be down to the hospital. Nathan was outside standing on the sidewalk waiting for him. He saw Luke's truck pull up and he hopped out.
"Hey man, where is she?" Luke asked.
"She's probably being examined right now," Nathan said shuffling his feet.
"Thanks."
Luke walked into the waiting room to see a crying Haley. Meanwhile Nathan was getting something to drink from the vending machine.
"Hey buddy," Haley said in a stifled sob.
"Hey yourself," Luke paused, "God...how did this happen? She invited me to go with her, and I didn't."
"Luke don't blame yourself."
Nathan walked into the waiting room to see a tear stained Haley.
"Hales? What wrong?" Nathan jogged over to Haley's side.
"Brooke got it bad. I wouldn't wish what happened to her to anyone. I don't care what happened in the past with me and her, she needs someone now more than ever. Oh God! Peyton! No one ever called her! Let me go call her," she started to walk away, but before she turned the corner she looked back, "You boys play nice."
Nathan and Lucas laughed a little, then were silent.
"How long have you hated me?" Luke asked.
"What?" "How long have you hated me?" he repeated.
"I dunno, I guess my dad just got it in my head that you were a bad guy. He never told me the entire story, or even part of it for that matter."
"Same here," Luke said, "So can you tell me again why we had a fallout?"
Nathan laughed, "Well we can't exactly call a truce, but we can stop all this arguin' stuff."
Haley had walked in only moments before, "Alert the media!" She said with a shocked tone, "Did I just hear a when-I-grow-up-truce?"
"Maybe..." the boys said in a sheepish unison.