Jacqueline22393: Thanks! Oh, I know! Some parents are annoyingly horrible.
PrincessSparkle15: Yeah, I'm not so fond of them either.
Cap'n Keira Sparrow: You'll find out what their intentions are soon.
Ali-Chan1: Everyone was like, "Are you not going to bring their parents in? Idiot." And I was always like, "All in good time, my friends." Hehe. You don't sound like a loser, at all.
Farah A: Hey, you're almost completely right!
Bubbly-BooMrWafflesLuvr: This chapter is dedicated to you. Just thought you should know. And your reviews never suck. And nice song. Totally weird, but nice. Super hyper, girl. Yeah, me too. I really want to have an egg, though. Weird. Maybe I'll make one. Sad titles are sort of my thing. I know. I feel bad for The Lucas. I love linking arms, too! I always do that to my friends. It's fun. My best guy friend always tells me that when I do it to him, it makes him look gay, but he's a guy, so- enough said, lol. They made, um, cheese pizza, with tomatoes on it, because I love tomatoes. It was a fun line, slightly slashy, but fun. Lmao at the "Dude ALLISON! SHE'S SICK!" Thing. Here's to you, Lizzie.
Cait: Thanks so much! And sorry for the wait, er, both times, lol. You're good at predicting. And yes, the parents have returned. Much more unneeded drama, or actual love? Hah. I'm sure you can guess, what with you being you. Thanks so much! I mean- seriously. And have fun at college! I have a good five more years before college, but hopefully it'll be fun. I mean- I like writing essays. Lol.
Anarchist278: Okay, does it count if the fluff is Naley fluff in a chapter full of other peoples' drama as well? I think it does, anyway. Lmao. You're funny, Ange.
HaleynNathan23: I know. The parents are weird. Learning to be parents again, if you will. The parents are definitely- interesting.
Beachiegal: Thanks! There will be drama, but not all because of the parents, you know? I mean, duh. Lmao. Sorry. I'm weird tonight.
othBaby08: Ahem. No updates from you? I know! Brooke and Lucas need each other, but, then again- maybe not? I love Brooke and Nathan as well, but it just wouldn't work out for this story, you know? I love them as friends, too, so I guess we're good. I'm personally rooting for Brooke and Nathan for your story, but :cough: That's just me, lol.
CutieRay: Thanks! If I ever do, I'll let you know, heh.
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CCScott23: Glad to hear it! Lol. Well, we'll just see about that.
Chloe3olhc: Thanks! Yes, I know, but don't worry, there will be some. They're in here, and they'll come out soon, as well. Lmao. That's weird, but cool.
Sophialuvr: Thanks! Nope, don't really like the Sims, sorry. My brothers do, but yeah, not really my thing, lol. Thanks! Glad you like it!
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Only The Good Die Young
Chapter Fifteen: The Goldfish That Could Influence
Haley slammed the door to her bedroom, running her hands over her hair. The door opened right after her, and Brooke entered, her arms instinctively wrapping around Haley.
Tears flooded Haley's pretty hazel eyes, and the girl allowed her body to embrace her sister's tightly.
"It's going to be okay, Hales." Brooke whispered encouragingly, jumping when the door flew open.
Allison and John Davis stepped through the bedroom door, looking slightly disturbed. Allison reached out to touch the girls, but both flinched and looked away.
"Girls, come on." John sighed, stepping into the room and closing the door. Haley felt entrapped.
"She's right, Dad. You know that? All you've ever done since we were kids is abandon us. And now you expect us to be like, what? All happy to see you? Is that what you expect?" Brooke yelled, feeling anger rise inside her.
John and Allison exchanged looks. "Well, yes."
"Well," Haley frowned, "It doesn't work like that."
"Come on! You girls can't seriously be mad at us!" Allison exclaimed, throwing her arms up into the air.
"Yes we can be, Mother." Brooke rolled her eyes.
"You abandoned us!" Haley added.
"Haley, you were in school! What were we supposed to do?"
"Not during summer! We weren't in school during summer, but it's not like we ever saw you then either! Business trips, trips for fun. You know, it's always like that with you two!"
"Yeah," Brooke agreed, "I mean, do you think it's okay to just send us money when we need it? Why do you think we didn't call you? I mean- how do you even know?"
"Haley's doctor called us. She was concerned. I think you two are overreacting." Allison's voice was stern as she spoke.
"Overreacting? Fine, mom. You can think whatever you want. We're going to bed." Brooke gestured for her parents to leave the room, and grudgingly, they did.
"Are you okay?" Brooke asked Haley, wiping her own tears from her eyes.
"I'm fine. Let's just- go to bed."
"Are you sure? I mean, it's still pretty early.."
"No, no. I'm tired. I'll just- you can go-"
"No, I'll uh- stay, too."
The two girls got into their bed, nervously, both turning to face opposite directions of the dark room, the lights now turned off.
"Goodnight, Tutor Girl."
A smile formed on Haley's lips. "Night, Tigger."
Haley was trying hard to contain herself. And, yes, it was difficult. But if she was supposed to be honest to herself, then so be it.
Haley Elise Davis was terrified.
Death loomed around the corner, while her relationships stood back. Brooke was in denial. Nathan was trying too hard to get to know her while he could. Luke was just- taking it like any best friend would. But Haley? Haley was only scared, for that was all she was allowed to feel.
Dying was a horrible thought. Haley had always been a firm believer in God, but it was sort of completely in his hands at this point. As she saw it, there was either a God at there, ready to take her when he was ready. Or, there wasn't. What if there wasn't life after death? Or heaven? She would just be- dead. No feelings, no emotions. Haley Davis would be gone. And that- would be horrible.
The whole idea of death was horrible. Of everyone she'd leave behind, or never snuggling up to her stuffed animals again.
It had been like, when at the age of eight, her mother had purchased a goldfish for her. It was a spunky little thing, even for something that was of no importance to the world. She'd named it Lizzie, just because Lizzie was a spunky name, and the fish was just- blowing up with spunk.
Lizzie had been one of Haley's best friends, and Brooke had even gotten jealous of the time Haley had dedicated herself to the fish. Of course, Brooke had loved it, but, she would never admit it, what with it taking of their 'Baley' time.
It had been one afternoon, after coming home from school, as Haley had skipped up the steps to her bedroom, she'd seen the tiny fish.
Upside down, and quite obviously dead. Tears had stung her eyes viciously, even as the golden spitfire had been flushed down the toilet, never to be seen again.
Haley wondered where Lizzie was, even now at times. Lizzie was gone, and most had forgotten her. But not Haley.
Would that happen to her? Would she just- disappear into thin air? Haley Davis would be no longer. Just like Lizzie.
Tears fell from her hazel eyes, as realization hit home.
Haley didn't want to be like Lizzie. Not at all.