"I can't believe this", Brooke shook her head in disbelief and disgust.

It was late and she along with Haley and Peyton sat in the Jagielski's living room trying to process and make sense of what had happened. If Brooke couldn't believe it, neither could Haley. Her physical being sat on the couch but it was just a shell. Her face, red and puffy from crying had now settled into that dazed "deer in headlights" expression. She couldn't feel or cry or think anymore. The pain was unbearable.

Beside her sat Peyton, curled up with a pillow. She had been the most quiet all night. For her it was more. It was more than Nathan cheating on Haley. That had been a shock in itself. It had been Amanda. Peyton never would have imagined the girl would do such a thing. And not only had she done it, she seemed almost proud. In any event there were no visible traces of remorse or sorrow.

Betrayal. It was all around them. Nathan had betrayed Haley and their vows. And Amanda had betrayed them all. Peyton was still numb but numbness was quickly giving way to sickness. In her eyes, betrayal was the worst sin one could commit. And she had been betrayed plenty of times enough to know what it felt like. Anna, Ellie and her father. Fate and life itself. Now Amanda. The last person she expected. Why? Peyton felt like screaming.

Then she looked over at Haley and was ashamed of her selfish thoughts. She was angry, she was hurting and she had been betrayed but Haley was the one who needed comfort the most. Her pain was the most evident.

"You okay?"

Dumb question. Of course she wasn't okay. Anything but.

"No", Haley said to no one particular as she continued to stare off in space.

"I'm sorry, Haley."

"Yeah…me too."

"What are you going to do now?" Brooke asked.

Haley shrugged.

"I don't know what to do. What can I do? I don't know anything anymore. This morning my life was perfect and I was happy and my marriage was great and our whole future was planned. Now nothing makes sense anymore. I…I guess it was all a big, fat lie."

"Are…are you sure?" Brooke asked. "I mean, maybe, I don't know, maybe it wasn't what it looked like."

Haley laughed bitterly.

"Yeah right. The two of them naked in our bed. What more proof do I need, Brooke? Did I need to see them actually going at it?"

"Sorry. It's just that…I don't know. Nathan loves you so much. It just doesn't sound like something he would do."

"Well, he did."

"But…"

"Brooke, just shut up, okay? Nathan fucked Amanda and I caught them and my marriage as well as my life is over! And I don't need you here playing devil's advocate. If it were Lucas, we wouldn't even be having this conversation."

Brooke lowered her head.

"You're right", she said softly. "I…I'm really sorry. I guess I just don't know what to say. I mean, I feel bad and I just want to help but I keep sticking my foot in my mouth."

Haley sighed and wiped her eyes for the thousandth time that day.

"It's okay. Look, I'm sorry for yelling at you. It's not your fault and I know you're just trying to help but uh…Nathan did what he did and now we have to deal with it somehow."

"I never would have guessed…"

"It…it happened before", she said in a quiet tone.

The two women stared at her like she had five heads.

"It did?" Brooke asked. "When?"

"He, he didn't actually have sex with another girl. Um, it was a few years ago. Nathan and I, well we were doing pretty good. We were happy. And there was this party that I couldn't go to and he said he wouldn't go either but I practically pushed him out of the door. I wanted him to have a good time. So he went and the next day he was acting really weird. I kept asking him what was wrong but he just blew me off. Finally, he broke down and confessed. He said he got really hammered and there was some random girl and they kissed."

"Oh my God…"

"I know it was just a kiss but still. I still consider that cheating. And it really bothered me. It really hurt me. It was a dark point in our marriage and it took a long time for me to get over that betrayal."

"So that's what Amanda was talking about", Peyton finally spoke.

"Yeah", Haley nodded sadly.

"Wait", Brooke interjected. "How did she know?"

"I guess he told her. That's just one more thing that makes me believe something happened. I mean, why would he tell an acquaintance, and a child at that, something like that?"

"It doesn't make sense", Peyton sighed.

"None of it does", Brooke pouted. "I mean, what a little witch! She had us all fooled. Hell, she had me going. I thought she was a good little kid with all these tough breaks when the whole time she was a husband stealing, queen of the ho posse, Jezebel, Lolita."

"I can't believe it", Peyton said to no one in particular. "I can't believe she did it. And it was like it was no big deal to her, like she didn't even care. And I tried to talk to her and it was like talking to a stranger. She just…she was so aloof and cold, like it didn't matter."

"Okay so she's a psycho and a slut", Brooke folded her arms.

"I just want to know why."

"So do I", Haley added with more tears.

Peyton's heart broke into a million pieces as she watched her friend. It was hard to see Haley in so much pain.

"I…I'm sorry, Haley. This…this is all my fault."

"What?"

"It's my fault. I brought her here. I brought into my home and all of our lives. I did this. Oh, Haley, I'm so sorry."

"It's not your fault", Haley adamantly shook her head. "I don't blame you, Peyton. This is Nathan's fault. And even though she's only 15, it's Amanda's fault, too. I know she knew what she was doing."

"Where's the little home wrecking bitch now?"

"With the Gillespies", Peyton answered. "Social Services were here earlier and uh, and some detective."

"Detective? Why?"

Peyton shifted uncomfortably.

"She's a minor. It's criminal now."

Brooke closed her eyes.

"Just great. God, Haley, what are you gonna do?"

"I don't know. Brooke, I don't know. I can't even think straight right now. I just, I know I can't go back there to that house, to that room…to our bed…"

"Apparently neither can Nathan. He's at our house now and who knows for how long. Personally, I want to string him up by his overactive little balls but he is Broody's brother, so what can I really do?"

"It's okay. I don't expect you guys to take sides…"

"We're here for you, Haley", Peyton reassured her. "I mean that. And you can stay here with us as long as you want. Anything you need, just let us know."

"I appreciate it", Haley said. "It's just…it's gonna be really hard. I mean, I don't know what to do with myself."

"You still love him?" Brooke asked softly.

Haley felt the flood of tears coming on again.

"Of course I do", she cried. "But I hate him, too. Does that make sense?"

"None of it does", Peyton said.

"At least Amanda is gone", Brooke posed.

Haley looked at the crumpled up tissues and shook her head.

"Yeah…and she took my husband with her."