Brooke sighed as she felt another weight on her bed. She had just gotten to sleep 20 minutes ago. She groaned and flicked on her light. She saw Taylor sitting at the end of the bed.
"Please tell me you're not afraid of thunder storms." Brooke said as Taylor laughed.
"Unlike someone, no." Taylor said, indicating to Haley, who was out cold next to Brooke.
"Just keep your voice down, you don't understand how long it takes her to go to sleep."
Taylor rolled her eyes and carefully examined Haley's face. "Is that a bruise on her face?"
"It's a long ass story."
Taylor whacked Brooke in the arm. Brooke made a face and whacked her back. "What the hell was that for?"
"Did you hit her?" Taylor asked with all seriousness in her voice.
Brooke looked shocked. "No I didn't hit her! Who do you think I am?"
Taylor shrugged. "Well who hit her then?"
"Some girl at school." Brooke said with a sigh. "She told Haley to stay away from her brother but I guess she didn't listen. So after school they got into a little fight."
"Well did she hit her back?"
"Taylor!" Brooke yelled, but quickly covered her mouth when Haley began to stir. "Ssh!"
"What?" Taylor said in a whisper. "What's this girls name? I'd like to give her a piece of my mind."
"Her name's Claire. But don't worry, I plan to take care of it tomorrow." Brooke said, as Taylor looked impressed.
"Whatever you say."
"Do you mind if I go back to sleep? I do have to be up in 3 hours," Brooke said, glancing at the clock next to her.
"Okay. Well goodnight." Taylor said as she gave Brooke a hug. Brooke made a face behind her; Taylor was never that sort of person to give hugs or say nice things about her family. She shut the door and Brooke gingerly got back into bed. She shut her eyes as the lightning lit up the room.
"Just end already," She groaned as she rolled over to the opposite side. The rain began to fall harder and the thunder boomed louder. Brooke huddled up to Haley and gently placed her hand on her thigh.
The next morning Brooke awoke to the sound of her alarm. She cursed and quickly shut it off.
"Haley," she began, shaking her sister, "come on, we have to get up."
Haley moaned and buried her head into the pillow. Most of the makeup had disappeared and had now covered Brooke's pillow.
"I'm not going," Haley said, voice muffled by the pillow. Brooke pulled the covers off her.
"You're going. And you're going to watch me hurt Claire."
Haley shot up in bed and shook her head. "No. No I'm just going to sit here all day and mope. I'll think about you hurting Claire."
Brooke looked at her, hands on her hips. "Haley Elizabeth James, if you don't get your ass out of bed right now I'll pull you out."
"Brooke Allison James if you pull me out of this bed I'll tell Mike and Jen about all the parties you throw when they're away." Haley shot back as Brooke looked defeated.
"Fine sit here and mope." She snapped, quickly getting dressed and leaving the room. Haley sighed and fell back onto the bed.
Brooke began to throw her books in her locker, getting madder by the minute.
"Brooke, calm down!" Peyton said as Brooke whipped her chemistry book in. She slammed her locker shut and started to walk away.
"Hello? Brooke?" Peyton said as Brooke continued to walk down the hall. "Brooke!" She said, grabbing her arm in an effort to make her stop.
Brooke whipped around. "What?"
Peyton looked at her. "What do you mean what? What's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing, I'm just having a bad morning." Brooke lied as Peyton looked at her.
"Brooke."
"I'm just thinking."
"About?"
Brooke shrugged. "How much I would like to rip Claire Young apart with my bare hands." She threw a glare to Claire's way. Peyton nodded.
"Well what are you waiting for?" Peyton said, "go knock her out!"
Brooke let out a little laugh as she marched over to Claire's locker. Peyton leaned back against her locker and watched from afar. Brooke slammed Claire's locker shut as Claire glared at her.
"Can I help you?" She bitched.
Brooke nodded. "Why, yes you can. You wouldn't happen to know how bruises on my sisters face appeared?"
Claire laughed. "Are you implying that I had something to do with it?"
"No. I'm telling you." Brooke said, her voice getting madder by the minute.
"Look, Brookie, I don't know what the hell happened to your sister, but if she wants to blame me then go ahead." Claire scoffed as she began to walk away. Brooke grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
"If you don't stay the hell away from my sister I'll make you wish you never came to Tree Hill." Brooke said, her tone low and serious.
"Is that a threat?" Claire asked, glaring into Brooke's eyes. Brooke glared back.
"It's a promise."
"Well why don't you ask your sister what happened," Claire said, walking away.
Brooke let out an angry sigh as she watched Claire strut down the hall. Peyton came over.
"She looks pretty fine for someone who just got their ass kicked," Peyton said with a laugh.
"Yeah well she said she didn't do anything." Brooke said. She wasn't sure what to believe.
"Brooke, it's Claire Young we're talking about. Of course she did it." Peyton said as she linked arms with her friend.
"Maybe you're right," Brooke said as they made their way to class. The girls sat down in their astronomy class and sighed when their teacher, Mr. Stevens handed them a pop quiz.
"Where's Haley when you need her," Brooke mumbled, staring blankly at the quiz in front of her.
"Good morning, sunshine," Haley said, watching Taylor come down the stairs. She moaned and made her way into the kitchen. She returned a few minutes later with a cup of coffee in hand.
"What are you watching?" Taylor asked, raising her eyebrow.
Haley blushed at the Full House episode playing on the screen. "It's either this or Jerry Springer. And I don't think you want to know what the topic is."
Awkward silence filled the air as the two sisters kept glancing at each other, quickly smiling when they caught each others eye. Finally, Haley broke the silence.
"Can I ask you a question?" Haley asked. Taylor nodded and Haley went on. "How come you came back?" Taylor was silent for a moment. She wasn't sure if she should really tell someone why she was back.
"You really want to know?" She asked. Haley thought about it for a minute and shrugged.
"Well it depends. Are you going to tell me?"
Taylor nodded and then Haley nodded.
"I'll give you the G-rated version for you, Virgin Haley."
Haley made a face at the name. Her sisters always gave her a hard time for wanting to wait until she was married to have sex.
"Well," Taylor started off before going into deep thought about this. "A couple months ago I was having trouble in my Economics class. I went to the professor and asked him for extra help. He's not the kind of man to give extra help unless you earn it. So, the only way I could get help was to degrade myself and sleep with the bastard. It didn't bother me at first. Why would it? I was getting A's and actually passing the course."
"But, didn't it bother you that you were only getting A's because you were sleeping with him?" Haley asked quietly. To be honest, she wasn't surprised; Taylor did stuff like that all the time.
"It did, but I kept telling myself to hold on, the semester is almost over. Then his wife found out. Now trust me when I say this, Hales, it's not good." Haley rolled her eyes. She wasn't stupid. "She threatened to tell the Dean about our little fling. She gave me a choice; leave school or she'll make sure her husband lost his job. I couldn't do that to him, he loved teaching. Even if he was a sleaze ball."
Haley stared at her sister. Taylor shrugged it off and continued watching T.V.
"You want to tell me how you got that bruise?" Taylor asked.
"No," Haley whispered as she got up from the couch.'
"Hey, Brooke! Wait up." Christian called out as he weaved through various students. Brooke turned around.
"Hi." She said as she followed him to his locker.
"Is everything okay with Haley? I didn't see her in English today."
Brooke looked at him. "Yeah she's fine actually. She just got into a little mishap with your sister I think."
Christian stared at her. "What? What did Claire do?"
"She punched her! You mean to tell me you have no idea about this?"
Christian shook his head and walked over to Claire. He grabbed her arm and pulled her aside.
"What the hell are you doing?" She asked as Christian gritted his teeth.
"What the hell are you doing? I thought I told you to leave Haley alone. I can go out with who ever I want."
Claire laughed. "I'm going to tell you what I told Brooke. Go ahead and blame me for Haley's little accident. I'm innocent until proven guilty."
Christian banged his fist into a locker as he watched Claire walk away with her hoe posse.
Brooke spent the rest of the day thinking about what Claire had said. There was a 50 chance she was lying. On the other hand, there was a 50 chance Haley was lying. She thought about it over and over again.
"Penny for your thoughts?" Lucas asked, sitting down next to Brooke.
She looked up at him and put her arms around him. "It's going to take a lot more than a penny for my thoughts." She grinned.
"Is that right, Miss James? Well then, how about I beat them out of you?" Lucas said with a smirk. Brooke immediately pulled back. The smirk went away from Lucas' face and turned into a frown. "What?"
"It's just that, someone tried to beat Haley up." Brooke said, trailing off.
Lucas looked mad. "Well do you know who did it? "
Brooke shook her head. "She said Claire, but Claire said she didn't do it." Lucas looked at her sighed. He pulled her into a hug and Brooke continued to think about the situation.
"Sorry to interrupt this Lifetime movie moment, but Luke we need to get to practice." Nathan said from behind them. Brooke pulled away and glared at him. "Oh, I heard what happened to Little Brooke, that's too bad. If you want, I could kick their ass for you." Brooke was surprised at the sincerity of his voice.
"Thanks, Nate. I'll keep you in mind then." Brooke said as Nathan smiled. Lucas gave her kiss on the head and disappeared down the hall.
"Things go okay with Claire?" Haley asked as Brooke walked in the front door. Brooke went and sat down next to her on the couch.
Ask her. Ask her who really punched her. Brooke thought. But her thoughts were different from her words. "Yeah, things went okay."
Haley smiled and hugged her sister. "Thanks, Brooke. I'm going to call Christian and see what I missed in English."
Brooke quickly nodded, watching Haley skip up the stairs with the phone in her hand.
"So, what happened?" Taylor asked, coming into the room, sitting next to Brooke.
Brooke looked at her and sighed. "She didn't do it."
Taylor's eyes widened. "What? I thought she did!"
"Haley's lying. Claire would admit it and drag it out more."
"Well do you know who else could of done it?" Brooke simply shook her head and flopped back on the couch. Taylor ruffled her hair and gave her a small smile.
"You'll figure it out, Brookeyboo"
Brooke couldn't help but laugh at the name. Taylor nicked named Brooke "Brookeyboo" and Haley "Haley-bub" when they were 5.
"Thanks, Tay Tay." Brooke laughed, watching Taylor grimace at the name.
The doorbell rang interrupting the girl's laughter fit. Brooke smiled when she saw Christian there. He was holding a book in one hand and flowers in the other. Brooke let him in and Taylor's mouth dropped when she saw him.
"I told Haley I'd bring this to her. We started reading it in class." Christian said, holding up a copy of 'Pride & Prejudice."
"She upstairs, third door on the right." Brooke said. Christian thanked her and made his way up the stairs.
"Wow, who knew Haley would get a hottie like that! Usually that's your department." Taylor laughed, giving Brooke a nudge. Brooke laughed a little but looked a bit hurt.
Christian knocked on the door and slightly opened it. "I come baring Jane Austen," He said, sticking his arm through the slightly cracked door.
Haley laughed and opened the door. She gave him a hug and told him to come in. He quickly glanced at her bruises and sighed.
"Look, about the bruises," Christian started but Haley cut him off.
"Don't worry about it. Let's try to forget about it okay?"
Christian nodded. "Okay. But again I'm sorry."
Haley nodded. "That's alright." She was silent for a minute before finishing her sentence. "I bet Claire won't do it again."
"Yeah, Claire." Christian said quietly. He took out his notebook. "All right, you ready for some notes?"
Haley grinned. "Teach me, Mr. Young." She grinned and leaned in closer to him.
"Whoa, who knew you two were shacking up?" Came a voice from the door.
The two quickly pulled back to find Nathan Scott standing in the doorway. Haley looked at him.
"What do you want?" She spat as Nathan pretended to look hurt. He took out the flowers he was hiding behind his back and gave them to her.
"Is it a crime that I just want to make sure my little Brooke is okay?" He said in an arrogant tone.
"Little Brooke?" Christian asked as Haley shook her head.
"Don't ask. Look, Nathan, I appreciate you being here, but why are you really here?"
"Well I wanted to ask you something." Nathan said, eyeing Christian.
"Right, okay." Christian said, touching Haley's shoulder before walking out of the door.
"Nice meeting you!" Nathan called out behind him. He went over to the bed and sat next to Haley. She looked a bit uncomfortable as he moved in closer, and closer and closer. And then he kissed her. He kissed her passionately on the lips. At first, she tried to push him off, but gave in to the warm sensation his lips brought to her.
"You don't know how long I've waited to do that." Nathan confessed, as Haley looked shocked.
"Are you serious?" She asked shyly as Nathan smiled.
"Dead serious, Haley."
Sorry for the wait again. I kind of wrote myself into a hole and couldn't really get around it. This chapter sort of turned out the way I wanted, but not quite. Even though it may seem like a Naley at the moment, it won't be in the future. There is going to be a twist in their relationship. And also, Brooke will have a break down sometime in the upcoming chapters. I don't really want to rush it because there is going to be events that eventually lead to it.Well enough babbling, hope you enjoyed the chapter.