Chapter 4
Haley's POV
"Ow…" God my head hurts! I may have drunk too much margaritas last night. As I sat up on my bed I saw my surroundings spin. I was so dizzy; I had to lie back down again.
"Morning Sunshine!" Peyton said as she handed me an ice pack and a coffee. I had to force myself to sit up to drink the bitter coffee.
"You should have stopped me last night"
"Hey! It's nice to see you loose it sometimes Hales. It actually makes you more human"
Groaning, I lied on my soft bed again and mumbled to Peyton
"Give me 3 more hours, okay? If anyone calls or visits, I'm not in"
She saluted me and said mockingly "Yes, boss"
After three more hours of sleep, I felt great. I was ready to go back to work when I realized that it was Sunday. I decided to call Chris, to say hi. It's been weeks since I've seen him; he was so busy promoting his album.
Our conversation was short since I could hear his manager barking in the background.
As I went to my house's balcony I could see a truck parked at the house beside mine. Someone or maybe even a family was moving in. I was kinda curious as to who my new neighbors were gonna be.
"Hmm…nice furniture" I said, admiring the couches as they were unloaded from the truck. I was interrupted on my musings, when my housekeeper called me.
"Ms. James, someone is looking for you at the door"
"Who is it?"
"He wouldn't tell me his name."
I could see the frustration in Helena, my housekeeper. She knew I didn't like it when there were unwanted guests dropping by.
Walking down the staircase, I was vaguely interested as to who this man was.
"Are you sure, you don't know this man" I asked Helena again.
"No Miss, but he insists he's a friend of yours"
Shrugging my shoulders I went straight to the living room and there I saw him.
My breath was caught in my throat. I could feel my eyes stinging, I felt light headed.
There he was, wearing a black suit with a navy blue tie that matched his beautiful blue eyes. His dark hair was neatly combed and he looked handsome.
I had the urge to run to him and wrap my arms around his neck. But I kept myself in check, clearing my throat I asked coldly
"I think you're lost Mr. Scott. You're not supposed to be here, what you're doing is trespassing."
He smiled. Damn him, he smiled.
"I'm not lost and you're housekeeper let me in so I'm not trespassing"
Waving my hand dismissively at him I informed him that I owned the house and that I wanted him to get the hell out of it.
"It's not just yours dear wife, it's ours."
"We're divorced Nathan, or is that brain of yours not functioning anymore"
He walked towards me and I instinctively backed into a corner. He handed me a big envelope.
"What's this?"
"Proof that were still married" he said and waved goodbye. I stared at his back for a long time then suddenly remembered the envelope in my hands.
I pulled out the papers inside it and I was astounded. In my hands were the divorce papers I gave Nathan 6 years ago.
Flashback (6 years ago)
"Look, Hales. I'll sign the divorce papers and have my attorney file it for you" he offered
"No, Nate. It's okay, I'll do it myself"
"Please Hales. I'll do it"
"Fine, whatever."
End of flashback
"Peyton, damn it answer your phone"
A cheery voice answered me "Hey it's Brooke! Peyton's…"
I cut her off, I was not in a upbeat mood. "I need to talk to Peyton"
"Hales, what's wrong" Brooke asked
"Nathan…he's here"
"What! The nerve of that guy. Wait I'll come over and beat him"
I laughed. Just imagining Brooke try to beat Nathan was so funny.
"It's alright. He's gone now but I need to talk to Peyton to contact my lawyer"
"You're lawyer? God Hales, you didn't kill him right?"
"No it's not like that"
"Then why the hell would you need a lawyer for?"
"Because…." I had to take a deep breath. I barely had one since I saw the papers "because it seems that Nathan and I are still married"
