moI don't own One Tree Hill or any of the Characters or Flashbacks, just my plot.
Note: In this chapter I included a scene where Jenny is hurt coughcough badly. I hope it isn't offensive and don't read it if you feel it's too much, but please give me your input.
Jenny shifted from foot to foot, looking nervously at the sight she saw. A pretty and blond stranger was smiling and talking to Adam James. Adam had been one of her best friends for as long as she could remember, and she was casual friends with his girlfriend, Alexis. Adam was a nice guy contrary to common belief, and she couldn't figure out why he would do something so stupid. Maybe it's innocent, she tried to tell herself. Maybe it's just two friends or new acquaintances talking to each other and keeping a conversation going to chase away boredom. She knew better than that, though. Yet there was something different about the way he acted towards her, looked at her... she seemed to bring out the best in him, and he didn't have the usual cockiness he always had when he was talking to a girl he was going after. At the same time, he seemed almost transfixed on her, as if she was something beautiful and exotic that he was content to just look at. She felt a pang of guilt as she realized that it was her, not him, who needed to feel guilty. She couldn't believe she'd actually been cheating on Michael, her boyfriend of three years, with Mark. His dad Tim had been on the basketball team too. Jenny liked Michael; he was a cool guy. She loved Mark, though, and she knew that she needed to call things off with both of them before anyone got hurt.
Alyssa couldn't believe she actually decided to come. It was crazy, it was wrong, and it was most likely illegal. So is the guy I'm talking too, she thought for a minute. When he'd finally decided to tell her he was dating someone, she just brushed it off and said, "So I guess that means you enjoy talking about basketball until three in the morning, huh?" They'd both laughed, and that'd been the end of it. He was over getting something to drink, most likely beer right now. She couldn't deny that he was pretty much the hottest guy she'd ever seen, and he aroused this thing in her... like she wanted to just probe deep beneath the surface and look at what he was feeling, get to know the real him instead of the him everybody saw. It was like there was something different about him... something nobody had seen before. Alyssa was ready to see it, though.
Adam rubbed his hands together, a nervous habit he'd developed when he was little. Looking back at Alyssa, he saw Jenny going over to talk to her. "Oh crap," was his first thought. This wouldn't be pretty. That was when he felt a hand on his shoulder. "Well, I haven't seen you in awhile," a seductive voice stated. "Alexis, baby, I though you couldn't make it." His voice held surprise, and to him a tone of despair. "Well, I figured I'd better make sure all those grubby little girls keep their hands off you," she giggled. He cringed. She had the most irritating voice. "Hey, I have to go take care of something, because I saw one of the guys who I promised to drive home getting plastered, so yeah..." he slipped off as she whined after him, glad her voice was out of his hearing range soon. He walked up to Alyssa and she said with just a hint of jealousy and hurt in her voice "So I figured I'd better be going because your girlfriend's here and she'll naturally want to talk to you, and I really don't know anyone else." "Wait, it doesn't have to be like that. I mean, we could always ditch this thing and just hang out," he said, certain his desperateness was showing through. "I'm just someone here for the weekend. She's your girlfriend. And if I'm not careful, I'll just be the slutty stranger who broke you up." "Can't we just talk?" He asked, looking down into her eyes with a sad expression. "Okay," she whispered as he took her hand and led her toward his car. "We can talk."
Anna watched her mom from the door. She was sketching at a furious pace, just like she had been for over an hour. Peyton was starting to worry her. She had to snap out of this, and it scared her that she wouldn't. Anna had only seen her mother like this one other time, when her boss had died, which meant she'd have to start over from scratch to find another agent. She leaned in with interest when her mother's strokes became smaller and more purposeful, and finally she started writing in thick bold letters at the top. This meant she was almost done. Managing to lean in, she gaped when she saw the picture of her parents kissing. "I Can't Do This. Anna Needs Me," was at the top of the sketch. She backed away, further and further until she was running into her room. With a passion, she threw her clothes into her duffel bag, and tossed the basketball she'd bought when they stopped on the way home in too. The she clattered down the stairs and grabbed her mother's keys. It didn't matter that she had to wait two weeks before testing for her license because of schedule difficulties. She could drive, and she would drive.
Peyton heard the car start. Not knowing what else to do, she sat there. Her daughter had seen her. "Oh Anna, I'm sorry," she whispered into the night. Why? It would give her daughter the impression she wasn't wanted, wasn't needed. But Peyton did need her, because she was all that she had left of Lucas, and even if she did have Lucas, Anna would still be part of her, would still be the only thing that had kept her heart alive all those years that she'd been away from Lucas. Anna was her daughter and the best gift she could've ever gotten. Now it was time to let her go, and wait for her to come running back and hear it all over again.
Lucas was fingering the only picture he had left. It was taken by his mom, and it was from Saturday afternoon. He and Peyton had their arms around each other, and Anna was sitting in front of them. They were all so happy, and they looked like a family. They had acted like a family that day. Anna had acted like his daughter, like her mother's daughter too. And Peyton had acted, and he had acted like... a car motor sounded outside his house. He heard the knock and walked towards the door, setting the picture down reluctantly. "Anna?" he questioned when he saw the image of her in front of him. "I'm sorry daddy," she whispered, and when she started crying, he followed instinct; He circled her with his arms and held her close. "It's okay, honey. I'm sorry I was such a jerk about the whole Jake thing, but I just wanted to protect my little girl. Maybe it's just because I wish you could still be little, when I could get to know you while you grew up instead of just coming in late like a deadbeat dad." "Just promise you'll always be here, dad," she said, looking him directly in the eye. "I wouldn't think of not being there," he replied, and the two rewarded each other with identical and genuine smiles.
Jenny stumbled out of the room, tears streaming down her face. She'd told Michael the truth. His reply had stunned her. "I don't care who you mess around with, bitch. As long as you're giving me what I need, everybody's happy. Unless, that is, you're still hung up with the whole waiting thing." "I told you a long time ago I was going to wait until I was married to have sex like my Aunt Haley," she had said quietly. "Well then, I guess we've run into a problem" Without another word, it had happened. She'd been pulled into the room. "Don't do it," she'd screamed as he came drew her towards himself. Her voice got quieter as he started hitting her, and then he finally unzipped her dress as her voice had quieted. Sheets of tears were pouring down her face and wetting her lips, but that didn't stop him from kissing them. Totally exposing her, he drew her onto the bed and raped her. Not once, but again and again, laughing in a sick voice as he did. When it was over, she ran into the connecting bathroom and vomited. He got dressed and then left.
"Jake, I need to go home," she whispered when she saw him talking to one of the guys on the team. "What HAPPENED to you?" He asked in a loud voice. "I just need to go home," she repeated. He put his arm protectively around her shoulder and said, "Okay, sis. Whatever you want." It was times like this when she was especially glad she had such a nice guy for a brother. She felt badly that he and Anna couldn't have worked things out, because she was the only girl who deserved him in Jenny's eyes. It was too bad that some things didn't turn out the way they should, she thought. Jake helped her into the car, and when they got home her mother ran out and hollered "Jenny, what happened?!" She collapsed into Brooke's arms and let all her tears spill over until there weren't any more.
Lucas and Anna had been talking for awhile when she noticed his empty sink. "Did you have dinner tonight?" She asked him in a surprised voice. "I was doing some office figures to get ahead," he said sheepishly. "Well, I guess it's time to make dinner, then." He watched in amusement as she puttered around the kitchen in the exact same way that Karen always did. "Hey, you look just like my mom when you do that you know," he said. "Really? I guess I'm a lot like everyone in my family." Her voice held a smile as she made her way over to the cabinet. "Now you sound like your mom," he said without thinking about it. She turned around. "About that, I'm sorry for being so selfish. She doesn't know I'm here, but I figured we could surprise her, because it's always more interesting that way. Well actually, I was really emotional when I came here, and I'll probably be grounded when she realizes I broke the rules of my permit." "I'll see what I can do about that, Miss Matchmaker." "Miss Matchmaker, huh?" she said with the smallest of smirks. "Not just Miss Matchmaker, but also my daughter."
Jenny woke up in the hospital bed. Her mother had made them come. "Honey, something like this could do serious damage to your system. We have to be able to prove he did it so that when we press charges there's no chance of the judge letting him go." She had followed her mother in robotic motions, and her mother had locked Jake and her dad in their rooms before they left, because they were that mad. "No reason to get them locked up when we only have the money for one good lawyer," her mother had said quietly, without her usual cheery smirks. The room was cold, she realized. It feels like the bed where he raped me. The thought wasn't well based, but it didn't matter. She started convulsing, and her stomach heaved. Thankfully, there was a bowl near by. When her stomach finally stopped the motions, she started sobbing. Karen Scott ran into the room, working quickly to cover up her shock. She flushed the vomit down the toilet in the adjoining bathroom and rinsed the bowl out. Quickly coming back, she smoothed the bed sheets around Jenny and held her until her crying stopped presently. "Why are you here?" Jenny finally asked. "I work on this unit as a volunteer. I have for awhile now." A sickening feeling, different from the one before came over Jenny. "So you know why I'm here, than?" she asked in a small voice. "Yes, I do know why you're here, and I can't express how sorry I am," Karen replied in a soothing voice. "I just want my virginity back. That's one of the few things I could always hold onto when my confidence was low. "You've got something that almost no one else has. Carry it with class," I would tell myself. Now what am I supposed to say when I feel unwanted and inferior?" "You'll say," Karen said slowly, "I know what it is to go through the fire, and this isn't it." "Thanks Mrs. Scott," Jenny said softly. Just then, Brook, who had been in the waiting room to call Jake, came into the room. The three of them held each other the rest of the night.
Peyton ran outside, coming to the sickening realization that her car was gone. "Anna, why did you do this?" she shouted out. Nothing made sense. This girl was just complicated. "Fine, I'll call a cab," She muttered, and the poor mother jogged inside to the telephone. By the time she was finally in Tree Hill, it was early morning. She headed to Lucas's apartment, the only place she thought she would be. Anna was on good terms with Karen, and she probably came back to talk to her father. When she finally got to the house, Peyton banged on the door. This couldn't be any more uncomfortable than necessary. When the door opened though, it was Luke who greeted her, and with much more than a hello.
Anna Sawyer tapped her fingers, waiting for her parents to finish up. She had no idea what they were doing, but they were taking an awfully long time out at the front door. Okay, I can't take it any more, she finally thought. Standing up, she made her way to the door. When she opened the front door she only uttered one phrase: "Oh my gosh. My parents are making out in front of all my new neighbors."
Alyssa thought back over the night. Everything had been perfect. She and Adam had talked for hours, laughing and joking, being serious and opening their hearts up to one another. It had been wonderful. Then it was over. He had to go, and she needed a ride. On the way home, he took a detour. "I wanna show you something. I found this place awhile back, and I come here whenever I need to think. It really centers me, and it seemed right for some reason to bring you here." She smiled softly and replied, "Hopefully you're not planning on killing me, because I know Tai Chi." His laughter sent shivers through her body. When they finally got there, it was the same place she'd seen earlier, the River Court. Only they went further and further into the surrounding woods until they came to a small clearing. It was beautiful, and the pine needles were thick enough to be almost like a thin mattress for campers. The moon was full, and the crickets sang a soft melody that filled the air with mystery. Everything was perfect. Too perfect, she thought. Finally, he broke the silence. "You know, I never thought anything could be as beautiful or make me smile as much as this place. I was wrong, though, because I met you." He took a tentative step forward, and asked her "Would you use Tai Chi on me if I got closer?" "You'll just have to find out," she said softly. Adam took another step, then another one. Finally, he bent down and kissed her. It quickly became passionate, until she pulled away abruptly. "So how often do you give this act? Because I really believed you for a second, you know. I thought it was actually me, not just that you were looking for fresh sex. Well, guess what. The next time your girlfriend isn't giving you any, look somewhere else because I refuse to be played." "It's not like that!" he called after her, but she was too far away, and it was too late to change anything.
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