Author's Note: Well hello to everyone out there. I hope you all liked the
last chapter, I wouldn't know since not too many of you reviewed! That's
okay though, thanks to everyone who did. I know it was probably just
because it was so horrible, I understand. Thanks for not flaming it. I hope
this one will make up for it, I don't know if it will though, because I
have know idea what's going to happen yet. Guess we'll just have to wait
and see. Well. No more waiting, here's the next chapter...
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Brooke drove slowly down the road in the direction that Haley had given her. She didn't want to drive to fast and crash, that happened too many times in this day and age. She had always heard all those horror stories of stupid teenagers who drove reckless in the middle of a storm. She had always hated driving in the rain. Ever since she had gotten her own car, she had always tried to avoid going anywhere in the rain.
She finally saw the neon sign that was lit up, saying Teddy's Bar, Open 24/7. She pulled up to the curb where she saw Haley sitting down. She was soaked head to toe and looked miserable. At least she wasn't going to be miserable in the pouring rain anymore. She stopped the car. Haley slowly stopped up and tried her best to get some of the excess water off of her clothes before getting into the car. She sighed when she got inside and Brooke noticed right away that she was shivering. She leaned over and turned on the heater.
"Thanks," Haley mumbled, through her chattering teeth. Brooke wasn't sure if she was just talking about the heat or the pick up.
"No problem." She gave Haley one last glance before pulling the car back onto the road. Haley stared out the window at the bar as they drove away. Brooke thought about how to start up a conversation. "Look, Haley..."
"So, when do you think we'll get to New York?" Haley asked before Brooke got a chance to finish her sentence. She knew what Brooke was going to say and she really didn't want to go down that road. She thought it would be best to just leave it be, for now anyway. It wasn't hard for Brooke to figure out what Haley was doing and she didn't want any of it.
"Haley, I'm not stupid," she began. Haley sighed. "I know what you're trying to do and it's not gonna..."
"Please, Brooke," Haley cut her off. "I really don't wanna talk about this right now."
"We have to talk about it some time, Hales."
"And I think when we're not driving down a dark road during a thunderstorm at midnight is the best plan," Haley commented, as she noticed Brooke's full attention wasn't on the road anymore. Brooke quickly turned her head back onto the road. They drove in silence, but it was a uncomfortable silence, unlike the ones they have had since they left Tree Hill. Brooke hated it. She knew that as soon as they got back to the motel, Haley would make up some lame excuse to get her out of talking about the whole Nathan thing and she didn't want this to be hanging over them for the rest of their trip. Making her decision, Brooke sighed and began to slow down and pull over to the side of the road. Haley sat up in her seat when she realized what Brooke was doing. "Brooke, what are you doing?"
"I'm stopping this car and we are not going back to the motel until we talk about this," she explained in a determined voice. The car came to a complete stop and Brooke turned it off.
"You can't be serious," Haley replied. Brooke sighed and sat back in her chair.
"We need to talk about this, Hales," she said, using the converter on her key chain to lock all the doors. She flicked the childproof button on her side of the steering wheel and put her key in her pocket. Haley watched her in surprise.
"What do you think you're doing?" Haley tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge.
"We are staying in here until we talk this over."
"This is kidnapping you know?" Haley grunted before sighing in defeat and slumping down in her seat. She crossed her arms over her chest in an attempt to appear angry and to keep warm. She glanced at Brooke. "The heater doesn't work when you turn off the car you know?"
"You should change into dry clothes," Brooke commented as she turned the car on, but not the gas. She put the extra keys back into her coat pocket.
"You could have brought my coat," Haley countered.
"Well, maybe if you hadn't have stormed out of there, you would have remembered to bring it." Haley gave her a 'you have got to be kidding look'.
"Well, if you hadn't have slept with my boyfriend I wouldn't have stormed out and we wouldn't be trapped in this death mobile." Haley watched as the rain droplets hit the windshield and slid off. "I would be at home, with Nathan."
"You don't honestly believe that do you?" Brooke asked in a exasperated tone.
"What am I supposed to believe, Brooke?" Haley snapped. She shook her head, not really caring what Brooke had to saw and leaned into the back. She opened up her suitcase and rummaged through it, looking for a sweater.
"It's not like Nathan was some sort of saint before his night with me," Brooke commented. "You don't think he was cheating on you before he hooked up with me?"
"Hooked up?" Haley repeated, still looking through her suitcase. "That makes it sound like you were dating."
"My point is," Brooke sighed, rolling her eyes. "I was nothing to him, Hales. I was just one of many girls that he slept with when he was with you."
"You don't know that."
"I do," she stated. "Believe me when I tell you that I know Nathan Scott. He isn't the one-woman kind of guy. He's just like Danny, he can never be happy with just one girl."
"And you?" Haley asked, having finally grabbed a loose shirt and sweater to change into. She sat back in her seat, turning to face Brooke. "What's you're excuse? Was the fact that you were helping him cheat on me not an issue to you? Did you not even think to tell me that he was cheating on me?" Not waiting to hear her answer she began to take off her wet shirt.
"I wasn't really thinking about you at that moment," Brooke confessed. "No offence, but thinking about you right before sex would kind of be a mood killer, I would assume."
"But after words, Brooke, you could have told me that my boyfriend was a complete jackass," Haley suggested. "You know, before I slept with him and got pregnant." She threw the wet shirt into the backseat and pulled on the dry shirt then the sweater. She didn't even notice that it was Nathan's hoody. She turned to the girl in the driver's seat. "I know that we aren't really friends, or at least we weren't, but I still would have expected you to give me a little heads up."
"Can I ask you a question?" Haley nodded. "Did you know about Luke and Peyton before I did?" Haley's eyes widened and Brooke nodded. "Thought so." Haley looked at her sheepishly.
"If it's any consolation, I totally bitched him out about it," Haley tried. "We got into this big huge fight over it the night of the accident."
"So that's why you didn't come to the hospital?" Haley nodded. "Karen kept asking when you were coming. She needed her daughter, I guess. That and I think I was annoying her."
"Probably," Haley laughed. They both fell into silence. "So, does this count as talking about it? Are we cool now?"
"That's up to you," Brooke answered. "Can you accept the fact that it was a huge mistake that I would give anything to take back if I could? And that I'm really sorry about the whole thing?" Haley thought about it. She knew that Brooke meant the things she said. She also knew that it wasn't Brooke's fault that she and Nathan broke up. They broke up because he's a cheating bastard.
"Yeah," Haley replied. "I think I can accept that. As long as you promise to never do it again."
"I promise." Brooke held out her pinky and linked it with Haley's. "So you wanna go back to the motel now?"
"I thought you'd never say that," Haley laughed, happy that she'd finally be able to get out of her wet clothes. "I'm so gonna have a cold tomorrow." Brooke laughed as she turned the key. They listened to the engine rumble and then stop. "Tigger, I don't like the sound of that." Brooke decided to ignore the fact that Haley had called her by her nickname for the first time since the fight. She figured that was a good sign. She tried the ignition again and it did the same thing.
"This can't be good," she commented. She looked at the dashboard to see if it had any sign to show what was wrong with the car. Haley grunted when she spotted what was wrong.
"The battery!?"
"Hey, you were the one who just had to have the heater on!" Brooke countered in defense. Haley puffed out a breath. "Oh, great argument, exhaling."
"Okay, Monica," she teased. Brooke gave her a dirty look. They continued to argue over who's fault it was until they decided to call a tow trunk.
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All done. I'm soooooo tired and do not have the energy to re-read this so if it sucks, I'm really sorry. Please tell me what you think, anyway. Thanks.
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Brooke drove slowly down the road in the direction that Haley had given her. She didn't want to drive to fast and crash, that happened too many times in this day and age. She had always heard all those horror stories of stupid teenagers who drove reckless in the middle of a storm. She had always hated driving in the rain. Ever since she had gotten her own car, she had always tried to avoid going anywhere in the rain.
She finally saw the neon sign that was lit up, saying Teddy's Bar, Open 24/7. She pulled up to the curb where she saw Haley sitting down. She was soaked head to toe and looked miserable. At least she wasn't going to be miserable in the pouring rain anymore. She stopped the car. Haley slowly stopped up and tried her best to get some of the excess water off of her clothes before getting into the car. She sighed when she got inside and Brooke noticed right away that she was shivering. She leaned over and turned on the heater.
"Thanks," Haley mumbled, through her chattering teeth. Brooke wasn't sure if she was just talking about the heat or the pick up.
"No problem." She gave Haley one last glance before pulling the car back onto the road. Haley stared out the window at the bar as they drove away. Brooke thought about how to start up a conversation. "Look, Haley..."
"So, when do you think we'll get to New York?" Haley asked before Brooke got a chance to finish her sentence. She knew what Brooke was going to say and she really didn't want to go down that road. She thought it would be best to just leave it be, for now anyway. It wasn't hard for Brooke to figure out what Haley was doing and she didn't want any of it.
"Haley, I'm not stupid," she began. Haley sighed. "I know what you're trying to do and it's not gonna..."
"Please, Brooke," Haley cut her off. "I really don't wanna talk about this right now."
"We have to talk about it some time, Hales."
"And I think when we're not driving down a dark road during a thunderstorm at midnight is the best plan," Haley commented, as she noticed Brooke's full attention wasn't on the road anymore. Brooke quickly turned her head back onto the road. They drove in silence, but it was a uncomfortable silence, unlike the ones they have had since they left Tree Hill. Brooke hated it. She knew that as soon as they got back to the motel, Haley would make up some lame excuse to get her out of talking about the whole Nathan thing and she didn't want this to be hanging over them for the rest of their trip. Making her decision, Brooke sighed and began to slow down and pull over to the side of the road. Haley sat up in her seat when she realized what Brooke was doing. "Brooke, what are you doing?"
"I'm stopping this car and we are not going back to the motel until we talk about this," she explained in a determined voice. The car came to a complete stop and Brooke turned it off.
"You can't be serious," Haley replied. Brooke sighed and sat back in her chair.
"We need to talk about this, Hales," she said, using the converter on her key chain to lock all the doors. She flicked the childproof button on her side of the steering wheel and put her key in her pocket. Haley watched her in surprise.
"What do you think you're doing?" Haley tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge.
"We are staying in here until we talk this over."
"This is kidnapping you know?" Haley grunted before sighing in defeat and slumping down in her seat. She crossed her arms over her chest in an attempt to appear angry and to keep warm. She glanced at Brooke. "The heater doesn't work when you turn off the car you know?"
"You should change into dry clothes," Brooke commented as she turned the car on, but not the gas. She put the extra keys back into her coat pocket.
"You could have brought my coat," Haley countered.
"Well, maybe if you hadn't have stormed out of there, you would have remembered to bring it." Haley gave her a 'you have got to be kidding look'.
"Well, if you hadn't have slept with my boyfriend I wouldn't have stormed out and we wouldn't be trapped in this death mobile." Haley watched as the rain droplets hit the windshield and slid off. "I would be at home, with Nathan."
"You don't honestly believe that do you?" Brooke asked in a exasperated tone.
"What am I supposed to believe, Brooke?" Haley snapped. She shook her head, not really caring what Brooke had to saw and leaned into the back. She opened up her suitcase and rummaged through it, looking for a sweater.
"It's not like Nathan was some sort of saint before his night with me," Brooke commented. "You don't think he was cheating on you before he hooked up with me?"
"Hooked up?" Haley repeated, still looking through her suitcase. "That makes it sound like you were dating."
"My point is," Brooke sighed, rolling her eyes. "I was nothing to him, Hales. I was just one of many girls that he slept with when he was with you."
"You don't know that."
"I do," she stated. "Believe me when I tell you that I know Nathan Scott. He isn't the one-woman kind of guy. He's just like Danny, he can never be happy with just one girl."
"And you?" Haley asked, having finally grabbed a loose shirt and sweater to change into. She sat back in her seat, turning to face Brooke. "What's you're excuse? Was the fact that you were helping him cheat on me not an issue to you? Did you not even think to tell me that he was cheating on me?" Not waiting to hear her answer she began to take off her wet shirt.
"I wasn't really thinking about you at that moment," Brooke confessed. "No offence, but thinking about you right before sex would kind of be a mood killer, I would assume."
"But after words, Brooke, you could have told me that my boyfriend was a complete jackass," Haley suggested. "You know, before I slept with him and got pregnant." She threw the wet shirt into the backseat and pulled on the dry shirt then the sweater. She didn't even notice that it was Nathan's hoody. She turned to the girl in the driver's seat. "I know that we aren't really friends, or at least we weren't, but I still would have expected you to give me a little heads up."
"Can I ask you a question?" Haley nodded. "Did you know about Luke and Peyton before I did?" Haley's eyes widened and Brooke nodded. "Thought so." Haley looked at her sheepishly.
"If it's any consolation, I totally bitched him out about it," Haley tried. "We got into this big huge fight over it the night of the accident."
"So that's why you didn't come to the hospital?" Haley nodded. "Karen kept asking when you were coming. She needed her daughter, I guess. That and I think I was annoying her."
"Probably," Haley laughed. They both fell into silence. "So, does this count as talking about it? Are we cool now?"
"That's up to you," Brooke answered. "Can you accept the fact that it was a huge mistake that I would give anything to take back if I could? And that I'm really sorry about the whole thing?" Haley thought about it. She knew that Brooke meant the things she said. She also knew that it wasn't Brooke's fault that she and Nathan broke up. They broke up because he's a cheating bastard.
"Yeah," Haley replied. "I think I can accept that. As long as you promise to never do it again."
"I promise." Brooke held out her pinky and linked it with Haley's. "So you wanna go back to the motel now?"
"I thought you'd never say that," Haley laughed, happy that she'd finally be able to get out of her wet clothes. "I'm so gonna have a cold tomorrow." Brooke laughed as she turned the key. They listened to the engine rumble and then stop. "Tigger, I don't like the sound of that." Brooke decided to ignore the fact that Haley had called her by her nickname for the first time since the fight. She figured that was a good sign. She tried the ignition again and it did the same thing.
"This can't be good," she commented. She looked at the dashboard to see if it had any sign to show what was wrong with the car. Haley grunted when she spotted what was wrong.
"The battery!?"
"Hey, you were the one who just had to have the heater on!" Brooke countered in defense. Haley puffed out a breath. "Oh, great argument, exhaling."
"Okay, Monica," she teased. Brooke gave her a dirty look. They continued to argue over who's fault it was until they decided to call a tow trunk.
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All done. I'm soooooo tired and do not have the energy to re-read this so if it sucks, I'm really sorry. Please tell me what you think, anyway. Thanks.