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Chapter Ten-Where could she be?
Nathan woke up freezing. He walked around the hotel room and found his sweatshirt. Haley was asleep in her bed and Tim was asleep on the couch. He could see Peyton and Jake sitting in the hot tub across the beach and he wondered what time it was. He glanced at the clock and noticed it was one o'clock. "Holy shit." He muttered. He walked out the door and almost ran directly into Lucas who was heading toward the hot tub. "Hey."
"Hey" Lucas replied. "Did Brooke sleep in your room last night?" he asked.
Nathan shook his head. "No. Why would she sleep in my room?" he asked defensively. "You're not still on this whole thing are you?"
Lucas shook his head. "No. I just haven't seen her. She didn't sleep in the room last night and Peyton said that she didn't sleep there either." He said. "I'm getting worried."
Nathan couldn't help but feel a knot in his stomach. Sure he was mad at her, but he was still worried about her. Part of him felt anger. He had been assuming she got drunk at a bar and left with some random guy. If that was the case however, she probably would be back by then. Brooke wasn't usually the type to stay with a guy she just hooked up with all day.
Lucas went to the hot tub to join Peyton and Jake. Nathan decided to walk around the beach for a while and see if he could find Brooke. When he finally made it back to his room he was even more worried. It was now 3 o'clock.
Haley was sitting in the sand reading a book while Peyton was sun tanning when Nathan found them. Lucas, Tim and Jake were at the bar getting drinks. "Peyton." Nathan called to her. "Come here."
Peyton jumped up from the sand and followed Nathan down the beach. "What's up?" she asked him. She could tell he was upset.
"I know you know about Brooke."
"What about Brooke?" she smirked.
"Cut the crap. I know she told you about us. Even if you two weren't talking she would tell you. We both know that."
Peyton stepped back at his anger. "Yes Nathan, she told me. I actually think it's great."
Nathan sighed. "I can't find her." He explained. "She barged into the bathroom yesterday demanding sex. It was right after Haley told me Brooke slept with Chris. I kind of bitched her out. She took off, and that's the last time I saw her."
"Why did you bitch her out? That was a jackass move."
"Peyton."
"What? She made a mistake. She wasn't with you at that time anyway."
"I know. I just couldn't stand the thought of the second girl I ever loved wanting Chris too."
Peyton sighed. "Haley and Brooke." She wasn't upset that she wasn't included in that list. It was just a little awkward. "Brooke really cares about you. She told me. She wouldn't confess something like that unless she was serious about it. I mean come on, It's Brooke."
"I just wish I knew where she was."
"Me too." Peyton agreed. She too was starting to worry. It wasn't like Brooke to disappear by herself. She always needed someone by her side.
Brooke felt a sharp pain in her side when she woke up. The man she had seen the night before was lying in the bed next to her. "Oh God." She said aloud rolling over on the bed and throwing up on the ground.
She felt her body and realized she was still wearing her clothes. Thank God. She stood up quietly and looked around. The bed was in the center of a small shack. She could feel the white sand beneath her feet. The wood the shack was made out of was tilted to the side and looked as though it would fall at any second. There was a door in the front. If she could just make it to the door she could run for help.
She stepped over the man's shoe, when she saw a large rifle next to the bed. If she ran and he woke up he could easily shoot her. Shit. She looked at the small space which looked like it was made into a bathroom. There was no toilet, only a bucket and a roll of toilet paper. She closed her eyes fighting back tears.
She tip toed to the edge of the shack and pushed the piece of wood out of the doorway. Sunlight quickly filled the place and she saw the man moving on the bed. She jumped out of the shack and hurried to put the wood back in its place. As she looked out over the sand she could no longer hold back the tears. She was in sight of nothing but trees for miles.
It was starting to get dark when Nathan finally found a golf cart he could rent to drive around the island. "Can I drive?" Tim asked jumping in the cart.
"Not a chance." Nathan took the keys from him and pushed Tim to the side. He turned the cart on and drove as fast as possible in a random direction.
"Where are we going?" Tim asked. "We can't just drive randomly around this island hoping she'll just being walking somewhere."
Nathan ignored him and continued to drive as far as he could see. He saw a body off in the distance walking toward them. "Is that her?" he asked. She was still at least a half mile away from them.
"I think so." Tim said
As the two of them got closer to the woman they realized it wasn't Brooke. The woman however was running toward them in tears. "Oh my God!" she screamed. "Thank God you're here!" she jumped on the back of the cart. "Please get me out of here."
"What's wrong?" Nathan asked the woman. He was a little surprised by this.
"This man. He tired to kill me!" She cried. "Drive!"
Nathan took off in the golf cart back toward the city. "What the hell happened?" he asked her. He was driving as fast as possible.
"I was walking on the beach two nights ago when this man knocked me out. He took me back to his little shack and…" she started to cry. "He raped me."
Tim's eyes lit up. He was usually a jokester in serious situations but now he was incredibly pissed off. "It's okay," he said holding her hand. "Well find him."
"He tried to kill me. He chased me with a gun. I've been hiding in the trees for over a day now. I haven't eaten anything, and I have had no water." She told them. "When I saw you I knew it was a blessing from God."
Nathan hadn't spoken on the drive back to the city. He was getting really worried about Brooke now. What if she had wandered off and been taken by this man too? What if she wasn't as lucky?
Nassau officials questioned the woman time and time again before heading out onto the beach to find the man she described to them. Nathan was frantically pacing back and forth. Tim put his arm on his shoulder to calm him down. "It's okay man. We'll find her."
This was unusual for Tim. He was usually so shallow. "Thanks." Nathan said faking a smile. He watched as Tim helped the woman up from the chair she was sitting in and back out onto the beach.
"Nathan, I'm going to take her back to the hotel. I'll be back though okay?" Tim called.
Nathan just nodded. He was about too loose his cool if he didn't find Brooke soon.