Trinity somewhat avoided all of her family. She walked home by herself, doing her best not to let her feelings out on her brothers. She couldn't imagine how things could get worse now. She was due in for HMC tests the next day, with her mom setting them up to catch it at an early stage as the doctor would say. She sighed and turned down her street, shuffling her feet. She soon spotted someone sitting outside her house, seemingly bored abd waiting. It was Ryland.
"What the hell are you doing here?" she called out as she approached quickly. He had an almost hurt look on his face.
"I wanted to apologize to my girlfriend!" he replied, moving towards her.
"It's too late for that Ryland, you went too far and I don't wanna be called your girlfriend," she snapped, glaring at him. She made her way up the stairs of her house, turning away from him.
"Trinity! Please, can we talk?" he questioned her, as she shook her head.
"No, I can't talk to you right now..." she said quietly. He grabbed her wrist before she was completely up the stairs.
"You can talk to me now Trinity, you know that, I said I was fucking sorry, doesn't that mean anything?"
"Do you think it means something?" she yelled, pulling away from his grasp, "What the hell am I supposed to say to you? I mean really, do you think I am supposed to just forget my boyfriend, one of the only people I can trust, felt me up one night and expects an accepted apology?" She was finally at the top of the stairs, looking down on him.
He didn't say anything.
"Now you can just leave, get the hell of my lawn!" and with that she watched him cower away and she ran into the house. She took a deep breath in and then out. She could't take this anymore, her anger and feelings were just being supressed within her. She didn't know what to do. She had nothing. She had no one. She had no where to go. No one to lean on. No one to talk to. No one to trust in. No one to love. She had no one.
It was about dinner time now. All that she knew is that Nathan was headed home with his wife, Deb was staying at the hospital and Lucas was going out with his mom and uncle. She didn't even want to know if anyone realized she had left. Her mom maybe, but she had so many other things on her mind right now. She just fell onto the couch breaking into tears. She wasn't even sure what she was crying about. Maybe it was Ryland, she would have to admit she really liked him, just not his attitude. Maybe she was crying because of her dad or because she might have his genetic defect. Or all of everything put together.
She quickly got up from the couch, making her way over to the kitchen. She took in a deep breathe and searched the top cupboards of the kitchen, for her dad's bottle of scotch. She grasped the bottle and left it on the counter, now going to another cupboard. She remembered over last summer when her dad was on these painkillers for something, she didn't remember what. His knee probably. All she knew was that they were powerful painkillers. She quickly poured some of the scotch into a glass and took a few painkillers from the bottle.
Trinity Scott, what the hell are you doing? she thought to herself as she slid the first pill down her throat. Then she sipped the scotch, it burned as it went down. Everything is broken, worse than before. Another pill and another sip. I have no one. That was a lie and she knew it. A third pill, the rest of the scotch, another burning sensation. She didn't feel any better, it was probably worse now. She leaned her head back and breathed in heavily. She made her way back to the couch and the tears returned. She felt woozy but kept crying. Still in her brother's sweatshirt, she cried herself into a deep sleep.
"I'm so glad to see you two back here in the cafe," Karen sighed, bringing food over to the table for her son and Keith. She had closed up early so they could catch up and talk.
"It's good to be back here," Lucas said softly, sipping his drink. They weren't all in the best mood. For all Lucas and Keith knew they could have the same genetic defect as Dan Scott has, a genetic defect that could be fatal over time.
"You never realize you miss a place like Tree Hill until you are away from it," Keith spoke, looking around a bit. The rest of the dinner was mainly silent. No one really wanted to talk. After he finished eating Lucas made his way behind the counter to put his dishes in the sink. He watched as his mom and uncle talked softly across the room and his eyes wandered to the counter. Then to his sister's usual spot. He wondered how she was with no one to talk to her about HCM, with no one to console her with no one in general.
"I'm uhm, gonna take a walk, to clear my head," Lucas said to his mom, grabbing his Ravens' hoodie, "I've got my cell," And with that he was out the cafe door with the small chime of the bell above it.
"Where do you think he's going?" Karen asked.
"Maybe he went to see Peyton and or Brooke, to tell them he's in town," Keith replied.
"Or maybe he went to see Haley and Nathan to talk," But all of these options seemed unruly. There was only one other place.
"He went to see Trinity,"
Lucas walked at a quickened pace as he made his way to his sister's house. He didn't really want to just barge in there to talk to her, in case Deb had decided to come home. He glanced at all the windows of the house and they were all off. So she's already asleep, that's good, he thought to himself, making his way back to the cafe.
The next morning Lucas got up early and restless. It was probably too early to be up, about 7 am. His HCM tests were today at 1 so he had time to kill. He tried his best to fall back asleep but the worry of the tests and the brightness of the sunlight kept him awake. He decided to call Trinity's cell phone to leave her a message about him picking her up today. He had bought up the idea yesterday at the hospital to volunteer to give her a ride.
"Hey Trinity, it's Luke, give me a call when you get up, I'll be there around noon to pick you up, bye," He flipped his phone closed and looked up at his ceiling. He had this sinking feeling that there was something wrong with his sister, although he did not know what it was.
Nathan woke up with his wife in his arms, at a very early point in the morning. He could see tear streaks on her face for all the crying she had done last night. He had kept telling her not to worry, he probably doesn't even have it. This would make her cry even more so he had stopped trying and started comforting her. The truth was whenever he would state he doesn't have it that only reminded her of the fact Lucas could have it. Or Trinity even. She had carefully asked the doctor about the facts of HCM and the doctor assured her that it wasn't just a gender thing, it was genetics. Haley kept talking to Nathan about it, but he constantly changed the subject.
The minutes ticked by as Lucas waited until noon. Why was he so tense? He probably didn't have the defect anyway. The hustle and bustle of the cafe kept him occupied as he helped his mom behind the counter, placing that fake smile across his face and serving the food. Soon enough he was making his way towards his car to go pick up his sister. Karen said she chose not to come to the tests, but just to let them happen and wait for the results tomorrow.
"Trininty?" he questioned outloud as he stepped into the silent house. After she had not come to answer the door, he looked through the window and saw nothing but the house was open so he let himself in. He noticed her cell phone on the table, with a the missed call blinking. So she didn't got my message, Lucas concluded as he walked to the kitchen. He noticed a bottle of scotch open on the counter and a bottle of pills. Must have been from Dan, he thought, walking to the living room.
"Trintity?" he repeated in a louder, worried tone. He turned a corner and ended up in the living room where he saw he crashed on the couch in her clothes from the previous day.
"Trin!" he exclaimed, rushing over to wake her up. He shook her shoulders a bit and her eyes slowly opened.
"Luke?" she murmured, rubbing her eyes. Lucas noted she looked really tired still and her eyes looked like she had been crying.
"Are you okay? How long have you been sleeping?" he questioned her as they sat up.
"I'm fine, just a little headache... uhm, since I got home yesterday I think, I guess," she shrugged a bit, stretching.
"I'll find you some advil, but we gotta get to the doctor's office..." he started to get up.
"No, it's alright, I'll find some..." she jumped ahead of him. She quickly made her way to the kitchen and put away the painkillers and scotch and popped an advil.
"Give me a minute to change, pleeeease Luke!" she pleaded in a tired tone, and he nodded. He gave her a confused look as she headed off to her room. Something was off. Ever since he had arrived in town yesterday something major seemed different about his sister. What it was? He wasn't too sure.
"I'm gonna make some coffee," he called to her, getting up and shaking his head. Lucas headed to the kitchen and noticed that the scotch and pills were now putaway. At first he thought she was hiding them, so he didn't see them. Or she was just cleaning up. He poured the coffee into two mugs and waited for his sister, while slowing sipping his.
Trinity looked around her room, not feeling all too good. At this point, she really regretted doing what she did last night. But its not like she could take it back. She quickly changed into her black jeans and a red shirt, carrying her brothers sweatshirt. She was ready for whatever was going to happen today.
"Thanks for making coffee," she stated, as she walked into the kitchen. Lucas noticed she still had his sweatshirt.
"I'm never gonna get that back am I?" he laughed, as she drank her coffee.
"Nope," she replied, smiling a bit and finishing her drink.
"You sure you are ready for this?
"Ready as I'll ever be..."
Lucas and Trinity arrived at the hospital just as Nathan and Haley were. Trinity just followed behind them as they started talking, thinking. She knew this was going to be an emotional day for her whole family but deep down inside she didn't really care. Why didn't she care? She had no idea. Today all she cared about was talking to her dad and getting the tests done with.
Before the doctor came to take them to do their tests, Deb pulled her daughter over to the side.
"Honey, I know we haven't really been close lately but you do know I love you right?" Deb spoke to her daughter. She pulled her into a hug, not waiting for her reply.
"I love you too," Trinity replied, in a barely audiable whisper.
The tests were pretty simple. Checking of the heart rate, blood tests, and a quick fitness test to see what kind of shape you were in. They went pretty quickly with Trinity and her brothers. The longest test to be take was Keith's.
"Maybe I'm a little bit out of shape," he joked after he came out. The next thing the doctor said was the results should be ready the next day. Then the tenseness built up again. Whatever, tomorrow is another day.
The next day Trinity was restless during the school day. She avoided her brothers in the hallway, not wanting to break down and let all her feelings out. She also avoided even looking at Ryland or she thought she might throttle him. Throughout the morning she took deep breaths and did her best to concentrate on her classes. Which didn't work out at all.
At lunch she couldn't take it any more. She needed away from the school. She needed to get her results. She made her way down the main hallway as everyone headed to the cafeteria. Perfect getaway. Until, Haley.
"Trinity! Hey!" Haley called out to her sister in law as she hurried along the hallway.
"Haley. Hey!" she replied, not as cheerful.
"Aren't you headed to lunch? That way you know," Haley laughed as they talked.
"Uh, no, I'm headed that way," she pointed out the door.
"Freshman aren't allowed off campus for lunch though," Haley stated, confused.
"Wait, you're not thinking of skipping are you?" Haley finally realized.
"You're not thinking of stopping me are you?" she snapped back, walking away. She heard Haley sigh.
"And also, go and tell Lucas and Nathan, I don't care, I want my test results," And with that, Trinity walked out the door and rushed to the hospital. She could already see her mom talking with the doctor.
"These are your daughters results, and your son's but I need to talk to you about something first," the doctor spoke. Trinity listened from a distance.
"While we were testing your daughter, we noticed quite a few signs of depression-"
"What?" Deb exclaimed, "My daughter is not depressed!"
"Mrs. Scott, I'm not saying that she is depressed, I am saying she is showing signs of depression, I just want to suggest maybe taking her to a pyshcoligist, someone she can talk to without being looked down upon, but if she contines to show the signs I may have to disgnose her with depression,"
Deb nodded, "I think that should work,"
Trinity was in shock. She started breathing heavily. She rushed over to the talking adults.
"There is no way in hell you are sending me to a shrink!" she exclaimed, grabbing the envelope with her inclosed results from her mother, "I am not depressed!"
She quickly rushed away from her mother, heading out the doors when she ran flat into Nathan, followed by Lucas and Haley. Trinity was close to tears now as she opened her envelope.
"Trin, what's wrong?"
"She wants to send me to a shrink, she think's I'm depressed!" she exclaimed, pointing to her mother.
"What?" Nathan asked, shocked. He looked over at his mom who had that helpless look on her face. She didn't know what to say.
Trinity stopped walking. She quickly scanned her results. She finally broke down, crying. Deb walked over with Nathan and Lucas' results and handed them to them.
"Trininty?" Lucas spoke, watching his sister.
She whispered, "They're positive..." Nathan was the first to react. He rushed over and pulled her into a hug.
"Aww, Trin, don't cry, everything is going to be okay, HCM is treatable-"
"That's all your going to say? 'Everything is going to be okay'? Don't even try going all sentimental on me Nathan, we all know for a fact it isn't," she said, pulling away.
"What do you mean?" he questioned, looking hurt.
"How can everything be okay when I have just been diagnosed with a heart disease? How can everything be okay when I can't stand to look at my so called boyfriend after what he did to me? After he violated me? How can everything be okay when either you or Luke has it too?" she finished with a whisper.
"Nathan's are negative..." Haley stated.
"The doctor said Keith was clear too," Deb said, her arms crossed and tears coming to her eyes. Everyone looked at Lucas.
"It's positive..."
The End
(i know that is a horrible way to end a story, but i have been dragging this chapter on and I have a pretty good idea to go with the sequel to this, but please, if you have ANY ideas for my next story, please let me know, its greatly appreciated:D thanks for reading and drop a review! also, if you have any title ideas for the sequel, i would love to hear them, think 'reality')
