Same Night in the car...
The ride home for Haley and Nathan was a silent one. It was a silence where neither one of them knew what to say. She was confused and scared. He was shocked and scared. Neither one of them could believe that they grew up with him. They all had pictured a complete stranger. Yet they were in Tree Hill not New York. Where they come from everyone knows practically everyone.
"Nate?" Haley asked.
"Yeah?"
"What if that would be me?"
"What if..." he trailed off focusing more on the road.
Haley could tell that he was getting teary. It wasn't something he wanted to think about. His Haley, getting brutalized? He wouldn't let it happen.
"I knew Craig since I was six," Haley said out of the blue, "I practically lived next to him. Luke, him, and me hung out for a summer. An entire summer. He never seemed like that. I haven't talked to him in...God... ages. Now I don't want to. Part of me wants to know why. But then there's the other part of who just wants to beat him."
"I'm with you on the beating. Are you telling me that you're feeling compassionate towards him?" Nathan asked looking at her.
"No," was all she could say.
Nathan reached over and rubbed her shoulder. He turned into her driveway and parked the car. They walked into the house and all of a sudden Haley started crying.
"What is it?" Nathan asked.
"Nothing, it's girly and slightly creepy."
"Girly and creepy in the same case?" Nathan asked trying to make her smile. It had work and she let out a small grin.
"What if we lost her?" Haley turned around.
"The important thing is we didn't."
"No Nate, I wouldn't have been able to forgive myself. My last words to her would've been something to the effect of you're a whore. Next time I say something like that stop me."
"Hales. Stop that. She survived. Craig's not going to get away with this one way or another." Nathan brought her close to him and led her upstairs. He tucked Haley in to bed then went downstairs to watch the basketball game and think. What if it was her? I couldn't lose Haley. I love her too much. What if Brooke died? Why am I thinking this?? Get out of this man! The world's become so confusing lately. Just then he heard Haley walk downstairs and she looked like a scared six-year-old. She was decked out in pj's and a teddy bear.
"What wrong Hales?" Nathan asked.
"I couldn't sleep," Haley said looking tired.
"Come here," he said and opened the blanket that he had gotten.
"I love you Nate."
"I love you too. Sweet dreams Haley."
Nathan wrapped his arms around her and snuggled down into the couch. He felt her breathing become even. He watched the game and thought of how lucky was to have Haley. He kissed the top of her head causing her to stir. Her petite figure rolled over and was now facing him. He breathed in her smell and fell into a deep slumber.
The ride home for Haley and Nathan was a silent one. It was a silence where neither one of them knew what to say. She was confused and scared. He was shocked and scared. Neither one of them could believe that they grew up with him. They all had pictured a complete stranger. Yet they were in Tree Hill not New York. Where they come from everyone knows practically everyone.
"Nate?" Haley asked.
"Yeah?"
"What if that would be me?"
"What if..." he trailed off focusing more on the road.
Haley could tell that he was getting teary. It wasn't something he wanted to think about. His Haley, getting brutalized? He wouldn't let it happen.
"I knew Craig since I was six," Haley said out of the blue, "I practically lived next to him. Luke, him, and me hung out for a summer. An entire summer. He never seemed like that. I haven't talked to him in...God... ages. Now I don't want to. Part of me wants to know why. But then there's the other part of who just wants to beat him."
"I'm with you on the beating. Are you telling me that you're feeling compassionate towards him?" Nathan asked looking at her.
"No," was all she could say.
Nathan reached over and rubbed her shoulder. He turned into her driveway and parked the car. They walked into the house and all of a sudden Haley started crying.
"What is it?" Nathan asked.
"Nothing, it's girly and slightly creepy."
"Girly and creepy in the same case?" Nathan asked trying to make her smile. It had work and she let out a small grin.
"What if we lost her?" Haley turned around.
"The important thing is we didn't."
"No Nate, I wouldn't have been able to forgive myself. My last words to her would've been something to the effect of you're a whore. Next time I say something like that stop me."
"Hales. Stop that. She survived. Craig's not going to get away with this one way or another." Nathan brought her close to him and led her upstairs. He tucked Haley in to bed then went downstairs to watch the basketball game and think. What if it was her? I couldn't lose Haley. I love her too much. What if Brooke died? Why am I thinking this?? Get out of this man! The world's become so confusing lately. Just then he heard Haley walk downstairs and she looked like a scared six-year-old. She was decked out in pj's and a teddy bear.
"What wrong Hales?" Nathan asked.
"I couldn't sleep," Haley said looking tired.
"Come here," he said and opened the blanket that he had gotten.
"I love you Nate."
"I love you too. Sweet dreams Haley."
Nathan wrapped his arms around her and snuggled down into the couch. He felt her breathing become even. He watched the game and thought of how lucky was to have Haley. He kissed the top of her head causing her to stir. Her petite figure rolled over and was now facing him. He breathed in her smell and fell into a deep slumber.