Author's Note: Hey! I can't decide if I want to do chapters in Haley's POV.
I think I'll stick to Peyton and Brooke, at least until she gets better. I
can't even image what would be going through her mind. Here's the second
chapter...
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Peyton's POV
I'm so lost. It's like I'm in the middle of a desert with nothing to eat or drink. I'm alone. But I'm not. Brooke's here beside me, but we haven't really talked about anything other then what's going on with Haley, so...I guess I am alone. I don't know how I'm supposed to act around Haley now. I mean, is it appropriate to make jokes? Mention anything involving anyone in the Scott family? Smile? Though, I don't see how I could possibly have anything to smile about in the imitate future. My best friend was just raped! I really don't see how anything could ever be all smiles and sunshine between us again. I can't image what must be going through her head. It's just...I'm so scared for her. What if this ruins her life? What if she can never trust another guy and she goes through the rest of her life alone? God, listen to me! I'm starting to cry and I haven't even seen her yet! That's what's got me so confused. Every time I think about what Haley must be going through, all I want to do is take her in my arms, tell her everything will be okay and never let her go. But the thought of seeing her so broken and helpless is enough to break my heart into a million pieces. Haley has been my rock since the moment we went on that road trip home from Pickerington. To be honest, that was when things started to fall apart between Brooke and I. Anyway, I could always count on her when I needed advice. Even before we really became friends, she helped me, no questions asked. I can tell that Brooke's thought are flowing along the same lines as mine, I mean we have been best friends since forever! Without saying a word I take Brooke's hand in mine and she doesn't even look at me as she squeezes it in thanks. God, I love her. It's been killing me over the last month, not talking to Brooke and I know that she was waiting for me to come to her, but something in me just wouldn't let me. But know, everything has changed. Our little fight over Lucas will take a back seat to Haley. I have to be there for her. We have to be there for her. I love her and I will not let another best friend down.
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"He wanted some, she said no, and he raped her!" Brooke's words echoed in my head as I sat there trying to comprehend what she had just told me. My dad tried to get my attention.
"Sweetie, what's wrong?" he asked me, but I completely ignore him. Finally, after what had to have been a minute, I found my voice.
"I'm on my way," I informed her as I hung up my phone. I finally looked up at my dad and by the look on his face he knew something terrible has happened. "Can you drive me to the hospital?" I ask him, starting to gather my things to leave.
"Not until you tell me what's going on," he ordered. I sighed, as much as I love him, this really isn't any of his business. I swear he's never even met Hales. "Peyton?"
"She was raped okay?" I yelled and several other customers looked over at us. I shook my head and made my way to the exit, my father following close behind. He grabbed my arm and spun me around.
"Who was raped?" he demanded, fear creeping into his voice. "Brooke?" I could tell he was upset. Brooke was almost like a second daughter to him. I shook my head.
"Hales," I stated, knowing he didn't know who I was talking about. I wanted to get my point across that this was none of his business.
"Who's Hales?"
"My best friend!" I screamed and yanked my arm. He immediately let me go and I stormed off towards the car. He joined me in a few moments. I knew what he was going to ask so I saved him the trouble. "My other best friend. Brooke and I haven't talked in like a month so I've gotten a lot closer to Haley," I explained. He nodded his head.
"But that was Brooke on the phone, wasn't it?" he questioned wanting to make sure he had everything straight. I rolled my eyes and he seemed to get the message because he started up the car and drove in the direction of the hospital. "So, was it Brooke?"
"Yeah," I confirmed. I figured he would've been able to hear everything the Brooke had said since she was practically screaming. "Hales is kinda her other best friends too."
"I see," was the only thing he said and the rest of the trip was made in silence. We arrived at the front of the hospital in record time. I started to get out when my dad stopped me. "Do you want me to stay?" I shook me head.
"It's okay," I reassured him. He could tell I was nearly having a panic attack. I was practically shaking with fear for Haley. "I'll have Brooke." I walked around the front of the car and met my dad on his side of the car. I stuck my head in the window. "I'm sure I'll be here for awhile, but I'll call you in the morning to let you know." I gave him a kiss on the cheek and ran inside the hospital. As soon as I got in the waiting room, the first person I saw was Brooke. She was crying hysterically on Jake's shoulder. I don't think she noticed I was there yet.
"Brooke," Jake whispered trying to get the girl to calm down. Brooke was still crying, but tried to settle down to hear what he had to say. She looked at him with teary eyes. The sight almost broke my heart. He pointed over her shoulder towards me. "Peyton's here." Brooked whipped her head around and saw me standing there. Brooke was in my arms within seconds. As soon as I felt Brooke start to sob again, I finally broke down in tears too.
"Oh, God, Peyton," Brooke sobbed as she clung to me like a lifeline. "I didn't know this was gonna happen! I should have listened to her! This is my fault. If it wasn't for me, none of this would've happened!" she screamed. I decided that it would be best if I just let her get it all out. "He raped, Peyton. Oh, God, poor Hales," she cried weakly as she started to fall to the ground. I motioned for Jake to help me and we managed to get to a chair. I sat down beside her and just let her cry. Jake started to put on his jacket.
"I see you have everything under control somewhat," he began. I looked at him for the first time and he had a black eye and some dried blood on his nose. He must have noticed me staring at his face because he waved it off. "I really have to go. I left Jenny with a sitter and I promised I wouldn't be too late..." I nodded. By before he could go I grabbed his hand.
"Thank you, Jake," I whispered. He gave me a sad smile, nodded his head and left. I was left there alone with Brooke, who was just starting to get herself in control. "Brooke, what happened?" She pushed herself out of my embrace and stared straight into my eyes.
"I saw it, Peyton," she explained, starting to tear up a bit again. I reached over and wiped away a tear that managed to escape down her cheek. "I wanted to go talk to Hales about something that Jake said and when I opened the door I... he was on top of her...God, the look on her face. I'll never forget it as long as I live." I can't image what it would have been like for Brooke. To see your best friend being hurt like that. I would have died if that had been me. She breaks down again and I held her in my arms as she cried. That sound. Her agonizing sobs, they ring in my ears. I should really get used to this. Cause I'm sure there's going to be a whole lot of tears in the next few days.
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Peyton's POV
I'm so lost. It's like I'm in the middle of a desert with nothing to eat or drink. I'm alone. But I'm not. Brooke's here beside me, but we haven't really talked about anything other then what's going on with Haley, so...I guess I am alone. I don't know how I'm supposed to act around Haley now. I mean, is it appropriate to make jokes? Mention anything involving anyone in the Scott family? Smile? Though, I don't see how I could possibly have anything to smile about in the imitate future. My best friend was just raped! I really don't see how anything could ever be all smiles and sunshine between us again. I can't image what must be going through her head. It's just...I'm so scared for her. What if this ruins her life? What if she can never trust another guy and she goes through the rest of her life alone? God, listen to me! I'm starting to cry and I haven't even seen her yet! That's what's got me so confused. Every time I think about what Haley must be going through, all I want to do is take her in my arms, tell her everything will be okay and never let her go. But the thought of seeing her so broken and helpless is enough to break my heart into a million pieces. Haley has been my rock since the moment we went on that road trip home from Pickerington. To be honest, that was when things started to fall apart between Brooke and I. Anyway, I could always count on her when I needed advice. Even before we really became friends, she helped me, no questions asked. I can tell that Brooke's thought are flowing along the same lines as mine, I mean we have been best friends since forever! Without saying a word I take Brooke's hand in mine and she doesn't even look at me as she squeezes it in thanks. God, I love her. It's been killing me over the last month, not talking to Brooke and I know that she was waiting for me to come to her, but something in me just wouldn't let me. But know, everything has changed. Our little fight over Lucas will take a back seat to Haley. I have to be there for her. We have to be there for her. I love her and I will not let another best friend down.
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"He wanted some, she said no, and he raped her!" Brooke's words echoed in my head as I sat there trying to comprehend what she had just told me. My dad tried to get my attention.
"Sweetie, what's wrong?" he asked me, but I completely ignore him. Finally, after what had to have been a minute, I found my voice.
"I'm on my way," I informed her as I hung up my phone. I finally looked up at my dad and by the look on his face he knew something terrible has happened. "Can you drive me to the hospital?" I ask him, starting to gather my things to leave.
"Not until you tell me what's going on," he ordered. I sighed, as much as I love him, this really isn't any of his business. I swear he's never even met Hales. "Peyton?"
"She was raped okay?" I yelled and several other customers looked over at us. I shook my head and made my way to the exit, my father following close behind. He grabbed my arm and spun me around.
"Who was raped?" he demanded, fear creeping into his voice. "Brooke?" I could tell he was upset. Brooke was almost like a second daughter to him. I shook my head.
"Hales," I stated, knowing he didn't know who I was talking about. I wanted to get my point across that this was none of his business.
"Who's Hales?"
"My best friend!" I screamed and yanked my arm. He immediately let me go and I stormed off towards the car. He joined me in a few moments. I knew what he was going to ask so I saved him the trouble. "My other best friend. Brooke and I haven't talked in like a month so I've gotten a lot closer to Haley," I explained. He nodded his head.
"But that was Brooke on the phone, wasn't it?" he questioned wanting to make sure he had everything straight. I rolled my eyes and he seemed to get the message because he started up the car and drove in the direction of the hospital. "So, was it Brooke?"
"Yeah," I confirmed. I figured he would've been able to hear everything the Brooke had said since she was practically screaming. "Hales is kinda her other best friends too."
"I see," was the only thing he said and the rest of the trip was made in silence. We arrived at the front of the hospital in record time. I started to get out when my dad stopped me. "Do you want me to stay?" I shook me head.
"It's okay," I reassured him. He could tell I was nearly having a panic attack. I was practically shaking with fear for Haley. "I'll have Brooke." I walked around the front of the car and met my dad on his side of the car. I stuck my head in the window. "I'm sure I'll be here for awhile, but I'll call you in the morning to let you know." I gave him a kiss on the cheek and ran inside the hospital. As soon as I got in the waiting room, the first person I saw was Brooke. She was crying hysterically on Jake's shoulder. I don't think she noticed I was there yet.
"Brooke," Jake whispered trying to get the girl to calm down. Brooke was still crying, but tried to settle down to hear what he had to say. She looked at him with teary eyes. The sight almost broke my heart. He pointed over her shoulder towards me. "Peyton's here." Brooked whipped her head around and saw me standing there. Brooke was in my arms within seconds. As soon as I felt Brooke start to sob again, I finally broke down in tears too.
"Oh, God, Peyton," Brooke sobbed as she clung to me like a lifeline. "I didn't know this was gonna happen! I should have listened to her! This is my fault. If it wasn't for me, none of this would've happened!" she screamed. I decided that it would be best if I just let her get it all out. "He raped, Peyton. Oh, God, poor Hales," she cried weakly as she started to fall to the ground. I motioned for Jake to help me and we managed to get to a chair. I sat down beside her and just let her cry. Jake started to put on his jacket.
"I see you have everything under control somewhat," he began. I looked at him for the first time and he had a black eye and some dried blood on his nose. He must have noticed me staring at his face because he waved it off. "I really have to go. I left Jenny with a sitter and I promised I wouldn't be too late..." I nodded. By before he could go I grabbed his hand.
"Thank you, Jake," I whispered. He gave me a sad smile, nodded his head and left. I was left there alone with Brooke, who was just starting to get herself in control. "Brooke, what happened?" She pushed herself out of my embrace and stared straight into my eyes.
"I saw it, Peyton," she explained, starting to tear up a bit again. I reached over and wiped away a tear that managed to escape down her cheek. "I wanted to go talk to Hales about something that Jake said and when I opened the door I... he was on top of her...God, the look on her face. I'll never forget it as long as I live." I can't image what it would have been like for Brooke. To see your best friend being hurt like that. I would have died if that had been me. She breaks down again and I held her in my arms as she cried. That sound. Her agonizing sobs, they ring in my ears. I should really get used to this. Cause I'm sure there's going to be a whole lot of tears in the next few days.
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