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Chapter title is "I'll Take My Chances" by The Click Five.

Chapter Six: I'll Take My Chances

"And then what happened?"

Haley sighed. "I told her that I had to go to school and then I hung up on her."

Nathan let out a low whistle as he watched Haley tap her pen unconsciously on the table. "What are you gonna do now?"

Haley closed her eyes. "I have no idea." She opened them as she settled on Nathan's clear blue eyes. "I just can't go back there now, not when I'm still so angry at her."

Nathan reached out and grabbed her hand. "You can always come stay with me," He grinned at her. "You know I love the company."

"Thanks Nathan," Haley gave him a small smile as memories of all the fun times they had shared in his small apartment swept over her. "But Peyton's offered to house us until we figured it all out. And Luke told me that Karen wants us to stay over there too."

"So you and Brooke are like a package now, huh?" Nathan smiled, amused. "I can remember when you couldn't stand her."

Haley rolled her eyes. She, too, could remember that time. "Yeah, well, everything's changed."

Nathan raised an eyebrow at the bitterness coming from Haley. He knew she wasn't one for change and granted, this was a big change, but something inside him thought she would be taking this better.

Haley caught him looking at her with that curious expression on his face. "It's not that I found out Brooke was my sister, I'm just angry at the fact that they couldn't have told us sooner." She paused. "I mean 17 years is a long time to be hiding that little secret especially in such a small town like Tree Hill, someone had to have known."

"Yeah," Nathan nodded as he agreed. He glanced down and noticed they were still holding hands. He tried not to smile as he responded. "But are you really going to be spending your time going to every person in Tree Hill and asking them?"

Haley let out a grin, "No."

"Then just worry about what's going to happen now that you found out about Brooke and Mr. Davis," Nathan suggested.

Haley squeezed his hand gently, "When did you get so smart?"

"Since you became my tutor," Nathan's eyes twinkled.

Brooke sighed to herself as she opened the door slowly hoping that no one was home. While it was entirely possible that her father was already gone on another trip and had taken his wife with him, she knew that this would be the exception to everything she had ever known.

She stuck her head in before coming in completely and shutting the door. She tiptoed softly up the stairs when suddenly all the lights in the house turned on.

"Where the hell have you been?"

Brooke whirled around at the voice. She rolled her eyes at her father. "Like you even care."

"Where were you Brooke?" Mark Davis asked again. His eyes gave away his tired appearance and obviously fighting with his daughter was not something he wanted to do.

"I was at Peyton's," Brooke eyed him. "And that's where I'm going to be staying at from now on when you're here."

Mark sighed, "Don't do this Brooke, I understand that you're angry but don't you think you're taking this a little too far?"

Brooke's eyes widened at his words. Did he really just say that? "You lied to me for 17 years, I think I'm allowed to be angry for a couple days or even until my high school graduation." She crossed her arms.

"We did what we thought was best," Mark rubbed his eyes tiredly. "Why can't you understand that?"

"Because I could have had my twin sister by my side for all those years!" Brooke started, almost yelling. "Because what you thought was best was obviously wrong!" She lowered her voice. "Because I can't tolerate lying."

And with those words she turned around and ran upstairs as quickly as she possibly could not caring that she just ran out of an argument. She just wanted to get out of this house. She reached her bedroom and grabbed the first bag that she could find and started throwing clothes into them. She grabbed all her necessities and ran out as quickly as she ran in.

"Brooke!" her father yelled as she ran past his office. He ran after her. "Brooke, wait!"

"And why would I do that?" She asked as she stuffed her bags into the trunk of her car. "Give me one good reason."

Mark stepped closer. "I want you and Haley to live with me…with us."

Brooke stopped what she was doing and glanced at her father incredulously before laughing. She laughed until it began to hurt and when she stopped, she had to wipe away the tears that came down her cheeks. "Do you really think that's going to happen?"

"I'm serious Brooke," Mark insisted.

Brooke took a close look at her father for what seemed to be the first time in a few years. He was still young, just more worn out. "Yeah well so is Lydia but we're not running over there either."

"What!" Mark knitted his eyebrows. But before he could say anything else, Brooke was already starting her car. He watched her pull out and drive down the street before he could even think of what she said.

Brooke glanced up at her rearview mirror at her father's retreating figure before looking ahead. She knew Haley was going back to her house to get clothes too and Brooke could only wish that her sister was there now and that no one else was home.

She reached the James house quickly and took a deep breath before getting out of her car and walking up the steps slowly.

She jumped back when the door opened almost instantaneously. "Whoa."

"Sorry," Taylor James grinned. "What are you doing here?"

Brooke eyed the other girl cautiously. "Is Haley here?"

Taylor shrugged before stepping back into the house. Soon her yells reverberated throughout the house and Brooke had to flinch at how loud Taylor's voice was. Taylor suddenly appeared at the door again. "Nope, not here."

"Well okay," Brooke took a step back. She stood there in silence as she glanced at the other girl. "It was nice seeing you again." She turned around and began walking back to her car.

"Brooke wait," Taylor's voice stopped the younger girl.

Brooke turned around curiously and was instantly pulled into a hug by the blonde. She stood there in surprise before hugging her back. Finally Taylor pulled away.

"Welcome to the family."

A smile formed over Brooke's features and the dimples she was known for made their appearance when suddenly a figure at the door caught her attention. There was Lydia James watching two of her daughters, one that she never got a chance to know. "I have to go."

And before Taylor could say another word Brooke was already down the street. She turned around and saw her mother watching her. "Seems like a nice girl."

Taylor nodded. "Too bad we never got the chance to know our own sister."

Lydia sighed as Taylor passed her on the way inside the house. She watched Brooke's car as it turned the corner leaving nothing but a flashing memory behind. "It really is too bad."

"You need to get a cell phone!"

Haley's head shot up at the voice and relaxed when she saw it was only Brooke. "Why?" She watched Brooke walk over to the counter and sit in the stool in front of her.

"Because…in case I need to reach you," Brooke nodded smugly, obviously proud of herself.

Haley raised an eyebrow, "I told you I had a shift today." She grabbed the empty plates that were sitting next to Brooke before heading into the back. "Besides, I do have one."

"I didn't know that," Brooke replied, surprised. She tried to remember the last time she ever had to call Haley for something, she guessed it was never.

"That's because you and I have never hung out before, Tigger," Haley gave her a smile as she came back. "So what did you need?"

Brooke didn't look at Haley and instead glanced around the room, "I kinda moved out today."

Haley's eyes widened. She didn't expect Brooke's news to be that serious. "What!" Haley spit out before tapping her nail on the counter making Brooke look at her. "What do you mean, moved out? Where are you going to live?"

"Well here's the thing, Peyton said I can live with her," Brooke could see that she caught Haley off-guard and she couldn't help but smile at that. "I guess I can live there until I find my own place."

"Brooke you don't even have a job, how can you afford to live on your own?" Haley questioned. She placed her hands on the counter firmly trying to balance herself. "And don't even suggest what I know you're thinking."

Brooke raised her eyebrows, "You don't know what I'm thinking."

"Brooke!" Haley exclaimed. She wasn't in the mood to deal with insane person that was her sister. "And yes, I do know what you're thinking. But anyway, why did you move out?"

"He said that he wanted both of us to live with him," Brooke whispered as she finally locked eyes with Haley. "And I just can't take being in that house with him and her, I just can't."

"Brooke…" Haley started but she was quickly interrupted.

"And I know that your…" Brooke caught herself quickly. "…Our mom wanted us to live with her but I went to your house to look for you and I saw her and I just…I can't be there either."

Haley's heart went out to her sister. Brooke looked so dejected sitting there. "You went to my house?"

Brooke gave her a small smile, "I ran into Taylor, I really like her."

"I really like her too," Haley smiled back, glad to know that her older sister was at least trying to help Brooke out in this weird situation. "Is this what you really want?"

"I want it more than anything," Brooke told her honestly. "And Peyton's gonna help me through this, I just want to know that you'll be here for me."

Haley grabbed her hand, "I'll always be there for you."