Author's Note: Hey, everyone! Thanks a bundle for all the great reviews.
They were all positive. I don't know if you notice, but the more reviews I
get, the faster I get the next chapter out. So you keep up the reviews,
I'll keep bringing the updates. I was have a few different ideas in mind
for where I want this fic to go. My first question is if you guys like
reading about Haley and Brooke or Tree Hill better. Personally, I like
writing about the girls better, but if you guys want the other, I must keep
the viewers satisfied. So tell me what you wanna see happen and I'll see
what I can do. There will be some Jayton, but it will definitely not be the
focus of this story and don't worry, there will be more Lucas and Nathan.
Anyway, here's the next chapter...
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After almost half a hour of crying, Brooke finally realized that Haley was tired out. She decided that it would be the best thing for Haley to get some sleep. She brought Haley out of her lap and tucked her into bed. She locked the door, turned off the light and got into bed beside Haley. Brooke laid there in silence, thinking that Haley was asleep. It wasn't until five minutes later that Haley spoke.
"Tigger?" Brooke was slightly surprised to hear her friend's voice.
"Yeah?"
"Do you think... do you think that Nathan will ever want me back?" Brooke could hear the pain in her voice and sighed. She shifted in the bed so that she was facing Haley's back. Haley didn't turn around, but knew that Brooke was listening. "That he'll ever love us again?" Brooke assumed that by 'us' she meant her and the baby.
"Sweetie," she began, trying to be gentle. She didn't want to hurt Haley, but she thought that she needed to hear it. "After what he said to you, and after whatever the hell he's been doing with that girl... I don't know if he ever loved you." Haley was silent for the next few minutes as she thought over Brooke's words. Broke was afraid she had hurt Haley. Finally, she nodded in the dark.
"That doesn't make it hurt any less," she finally commented. She sniffled and wrapped her arms around herself. "I loved him, Brooke. I gave him my heart and he stomped all over it."
"But he's an idiot," Brooke assured her. "He didn't see what a wonderful thing he had right in front of him. He had you and he blew it. In my book, that equals idiot."
"That's what Luke said," Haley said, before she could stop it. She wasn't going to tell Brooke that she had ran into Luke that morning. She closed her eyes; waiting for the big blowup she knew was coming. To her surprise, there wasn't any. She turned around in the bed to face Brooke, wanting to see if she was angry or not. Brooke's face was unreadable.
"Then I guess Luke isn't as stupid as I thought," was what she finally said. Haley looked at her in surprised. Brooke saw the weird look. "What?"
"Since when are you pro Lucas?" Brooke shrugged.
"I just am," she replied mysteriously. She really didn't want to get into the whole story at this time of night. They both were in desperate need of sleep and if they had another heart to heart, Brooke didn't see that happening. "Let's just leave it at that for now."
"If you say so." Haley could tell that there was more to the story. Brooke had held out her grudge against both Luke and Peyton for so long, she knew that Luke must have done something really big for Brooke to have forgiven him. She was thinking along the same lines as Brooke, deciding it was best to just leave it at that. "Well, with all my pain and heart ache aside, I think we should get some sleep."
"I concur," Brooke added. They both shifted positions and were now lying on their backs, staring at the ceiling. "It gets easier, you know." Haley turned her head.
"What does?"
"Living without him," Brooke explained, glancing at the girl beside her. "I know it's hard now, you feel like you wanna just crawl up into a ball and die, but it doesn't last forever. Gradually, the pain starts to lessen and every time you see him, your chest doesn't contrast and squeeze your heart until it bursts."
"Well, that's a lovely visual," Haley muttered. Brooke rolled her eyes.
"You know what I mean," she teased. "What your feeling now, I've been there. Granted, I wasn't knocked up and in love when my man cheated on me, but... I think I know what you're generally feeling."
"I feel like I want to slam my head up against a wall just to get that image of them out of my head." Brooke laughed, even though she knew Haley was serious.
"Well, I hate to break it to you, kid," she began. "But that picture, it's never gonna leave. It stays with you, haunts you in your dreams."
"You know, Tigger," Haley interrupted. "You're really not good with the comforting thing."
"No, no, it gets better," Brooke assures her. "My point is, while your hurting now and it may seem like it'll never go away, but it will. I promise."
"But Luke was sorry about what he did," Haley argued. "He apologized to you over and over and meant it. You had the comfort of seeing him everyday. Me? I'll probably never see Nathan again."
"Explain to me how that's a bad thing?" Haley let out a frustrated breath.
"Forget I even started this conversation." She rolled over so her back was facing Brooke. She waited for Brooke to say something. When nothing came, she glanced over her shoulder to see the cheerleader. "Well aren't you gonna apologize and tell me to continue?"
"I sorry," Brooke said, smiling. "Continue."
"Maybe I don't wanna." Brooke shrugged and started to turn over. "Fine." Both girls were lying on their back again. "It just hasn't hit me yet that I'll never see him again. My baby will never see him."
"Can I be completely honest with you?"
"Can I stop you?"
"I guess not," Brooke laughed. "Honestly, I think you're better off without him."
"Really?" Brooke nodded. "But you were the one that got us together in the first place. I always thought you were pro Naley."
"Naley?" Brooke asked in amusement. She thought about it for a moment. "Oh, I get it. It's like a play on words, Nathan and Haley. Clever. Not at all sad."
"Now that I think about it..."
"Seriously, when I hooked you two up, I wasn't really thinking about you two all that much," Brooke admitted. "It was a whole karma thing I was trying out. Worked for a while, then it went kablewy."
"So you never thought we were good together?" Brooke sighed. She tried to think of how she could explain it.
"It's not that you weren't good together," Brooke began. "You two were adorable together, all your cute little kisses and snuggling. You guys couldn't keep your hands off each other."
"Then how can I be better off without him? How can us being to apart be good?"
"The way you see it," Brooke started. "You see the sweet guy you're in love with that made a mistake. The way I see it, he's just the jackass he was back when he was dating Peyton. He can try to be anything he wants to be, but he can't be anything other than him. He's not a good guy, Hales. You deserve better." Haley took a few moments to digest her words. It was hard for her to accept that Nathan was playing her that whole time, that she was just some conquest for him to conquer. Just Another girl to brag to his friends about.
"I can't believe that," Haley denied. "That's not him, not anymore. He's a good guy. An amazing boyfriend." Brooke shook her hand and took a hold of Haley's hand.
"Haley," she said, wanting to get Haley's undivided attention. Haley reluctantly turned her head to look at her. Brooke saw tears in her eyes and gave her a sad smile. "Take it from me, a girl who knows how Nathan Scott screws girls over, he was playing you." She saw Haley start to shake her head. "I know it's harsh, but you need to accept it. He wasn't in love with you. It was all a game. I've seen him do it before. He likes to play people, he gets off on it. I saw him do it to Peyton for years."
"Then how come she's not broken?"
"Cause she wasn't in love with him," Brooke stated. "In her own little way, she was playing him too. Those two, they were perfect for each other. But unlike Nathan, Peyton has moved on, grown up. She doesn't treat people like toys anymore, most of the time."
"So how do I get over this?" Haley asked. "How do I make it better?"
"Time," Brooke sighed. She saw Haley's shoulders slump. "I know, it sound like the most useless thing it the world, but that is really all that will help you."
"Can't I just go out and sleep with some random bar-guy like Luke did?" Brooke shook her head.
"That'll only make you feel better for a few minutes, maybe longer if the guys any good, but it's not a lasting solution."
"Yeah, and if it's anything like Luke's experience, I'll pick some eyeliner whore that likes to stalk my friends." Both girls laughed. "That helps a little, too."
"What does?"
"Laughing at other people's problems." Brooke smiled and nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, that helps sometimes, too," she agreed. "Oh, and chocolate!" Haley smiled.
"I think I'll be okay." Brooke squeezed her hand before letting it go.
"We both will." Brooke glanced at the clock. "Now that we got tonight's heart to heart out of the way, can we please get some sleep?"
"Sure." Both girls turned on their sides. "Night, Tigger."
"Night, Tutor Girl," Brooke called back. She closed her eyes and waited patiently for the sand man to come and give her good dreams.
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After almost half a hour of crying, Brooke finally realized that Haley was tired out. She decided that it would be the best thing for Haley to get some sleep. She brought Haley out of her lap and tucked her into bed. She locked the door, turned off the light and got into bed beside Haley. Brooke laid there in silence, thinking that Haley was asleep. It wasn't until five minutes later that Haley spoke.
"Tigger?" Brooke was slightly surprised to hear her friend's voice.
"Yeah?"
"Do you think... do you think that Nathan will ever want me back?" Brooke could hear the pain in her voice and sighed. She shifted in the bed so that she was facing Haley's back. Haley didn't turn around, but knew that Brooke was listening. "That he'll ever love us again?" Brooke assumed that by 'us' she meant her and the baby.
"Sweetie," she began, trying to be gentle. She didn't want to hurt Haley, but she thought that she needed to hear it. "After what he said to you, and after whatever the hell he's been doing with that girl... I don't know if he ever loved you." Haley was silent for the next few minutes as she thought over Brooke's words. Broke was afraid she had hurt Haley. Finally, she nodded in the dark.
"That doesn't make it hurt any less," she finally commented. She sniffled and wrapped her arms around herself. "I loved him, Brooke. I gave him my heart and he stomped all over it."
"But he's an idiot," Brooke assured her. "He didn't see what a wonderful thing he had right in front of him. He had you and he blew it. In my book, that equals idiot."
"That's what Luke said," Haley said, before she could stop it. She wasn't going to tell Brooke that she had ran into Luke that morning. She closed her eyes; waiting for the big blowup she knew was coming. To her surprise, there wasn't any. She turned around in the bed to face Brooke, wanting to see if she was angry or not. Brooke's face was unreadable.
"Then I guess Luke isn't as stupid as I thought," was what she finally said. Haley looked at her in surprised. Brooke saw the weird look. "What?"
"Since when are you pro Lucas?" Brooke shrugged.
"I just am," she replied mysteriously. She really didn't want to get into the whole story at this time of night. They both were in desperate need of sleep and if they had another heart to heart, Brooke didn't see that happening. "Let's just leave it at that for now."
"If you say so." Haley could tell that there was more to the story. Brooke had held out her grudge against both Luke and Peyton for so long, she knew that Luke must have done something really big for Brooke to have forgiven him. She was thinking along the same lines as Brooke, deciding it was best to just leave it at that. "Well, with all my pain and heart ache aside, I think we should get some sleep."
"I concur," Brooke added. They both shifted positions and were now lying on their backs, staring at the ceiling. "It gets easier, you know." Haley turned her head.
"What does?"
"Living without him," Brooke explained, glancing at the girl beside her. "I know it's hard now, you feel like you wanna just crawl up into a ball and die, but it doesn't last forever. Gradually, the pain starts to lessen and every time you see him, your chest doesn't contrast and squeeze your heart until it bursts."
"Well, that's a lovely visual," Haley muttered. Brooke rolled her eyes.
"You know what I mean," she teased. "What your feeling now, I've been there. Granted, I wasn't knocked up and in love when my man cheated on me, but... I think I know what you're generally feeling."
"I feel like I want to slam my head up against a wall just to get that image of them out of my head." Brooke laughed, even though she knew Haley was serious.
"Well, I hate to break it to you, kid," she began. "But that picture, it's never gonna leave. It stays with you, haunts you in your dreams."
"You know, Tigger," Haley interrupted. "You're really not good with the comforting thing."
"No, no, it gets better," Brooke assures her. "My point is, while your hurting now and it may seem like it'll never go away, but it will. I promise."
"But Luke was sorry about what he did," Haley argued. "He apologized to you over and over and meant it. You had the comfort of seeing him everyday. Me? I'll probably never see Nathan again."
"Explain to me how that's a bad thing?" Haley let out a frustrated breath.
"Forget I even started this conversation." She rolled over so her back was facing Brooke. She waited for Brooke to say something. When nothing came, she glanced over her shoulder to see the cheerleader. "Well aren't you gonna apologize and tell me to continue?"
"I sorry," Brooke said, smiling. "Continue."
"Maybe I don't wanna." Brooke shrugged and started to turn over. "Fine." Both girls were lying on their back again. "It just hasn't hit me yet that I'll never see him again. My baby will never see him."
"Can I be completely honest with you?"
"Can I stop you?"
"I guess not," Brooke laughed. "Honestly, I think you're better off without him."
"Really?" Brooke nodded. "But you were the one that got us together in the first place. I always thought you were pro Naley."
"Naley?" Brooke asked in amusement. She thought about it for a moment. "Oh, I get it. It's like a play on words, Nathan and Haley. Clever. Not at all sad."
"Now that I think about it..."
"Seriously, when I hooked you two up, I wasn't really thinking about you two all that much," Brooke admitted. "It was a whole karma thing I was trying out. Worked for a while, then it went kablewy."
"So you never thought we were good together?" Brooke sighed. She tried to think of how she could explain it.
"It's not that you weren't good together," Brooke began. "You two were adorable together, all your cute little kisses and snuggling. You guys couldn't keep your hands off each other."
"Then how can I be better off without him? How can us being to apart be good?"
"The way you see it," Brooke started. "You see the sweet guy you're in love with that made a mistake. The way I see it, he's just the jackass he was back when he was dating Peyton. He can try to be anything he wants to be, but he can't be anything other than him. He's not a good guy, Hales. You deserve better." Haley took a few moments to digest her words. It was hard for her to accept that Nathan was playing her that whole time, that she was just some conquest for him to conquer. Just Another girl to brag to his friends about.
"I can't believe that," Haley denied. "That's not him, not anymore. He's a good guy. An amazing boyfriend." Brooke shook her hand and took a hold of Haley's hand.
"Haley," she said, wanting to get Haley's undivided attention. Haley reluctantly turned her head to look at her. Brooke saw tears in her eyes and gave her a sad smile. "Take it from me, a girl who knows how Nathan Scott screws girls over, he was playing you." She saw Haley start to shake her head. "I know it's harsh, but you need to accept it. He wasn't in love with you. It was all a game. I've seen him do it before. He likes to play people, he gets off on it. I saw him do it to Peyton for years."
"Then how come she's not broken?"
"Cause she wasn't in love with him," Brooke stated. "In her own little way, she was playing him too. Those two, they were perfect for each other. But unlike Nathan, Peyton has moved on, grown up. She doesn't treat people like toys anymore, most of the time."
"So how do I get over this?" Haley asked. "How do I make it better?"
"Time," Brooke sighed. She saw Haley's shoulders slump. "I know, it sound like the most useless thing it the world, but that is really all that will help you."
"Can't I just go out and sleep with some random bar-guy like Luke did?" Brooke shook her head.
"That'll only make you feel better for a few minutes, maybe longer if the guys any good, but it's not a lasting solution."
"Yeah, and if it's anything like Luke's experience, I'll pick some eyeliner whore that likes to stalk my friends." Both girls laughed. "That helps a little, too."
"What does?"
"Laughing at other people's problems." Brooke smiled and nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, that helps sometimes, too," she agreed. "Oh, and chocolate!" Haley smiled.
"I think I'll be okay." Brooke squeezed her hand before letting it go.
"We both will." Brooke glanced at the clock. "Now that we got tonight's heart to heart out of the way, can we please get some sleep?"
"Sure." Both girls turned on their sides. "Night, Tigger."
"Night, Tutor Girl," Brooke called back. She closed her eyes and waited patiently for the sand man to come and give her good dreams.
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Finis. That's all for now. If you liked it, please tell me. You see that little purple bar down there to the left? It says submit review? Just click there and type, I'd love to hear from you. I'm just kidding. It would be great to hear from, but don't do it of you're too lazy, believe me, I'd understand. Well, the more feedback I get, the faster I update. Oh, and please tell me what you like better, Tree Hill or the runaways. Peace.