I'm sorry for such the long wait. I still have a few more chapters written, and I'll post them as soon as I get the chance.

Love, Emily

"I'll just…um go somewhere," Peyton whispered, making her way past Nathan after giving him a slight smile. He returned her gesture before moving out of the doorway, letting her out as he walked in slowly. No words could be formed, he didn't expect her to still be here after he had told her it was over. And if she was going to be here, which he -assumed-, he didn't expect her to be at the one person's house he had spent more time at than his own so far that summer. He wasn't the only one sitting in silence though, Haley had nothing to say to him.

"Staying with Peyton?" he asked after what seemed to be several minutes, deciding to at least be civil toward her. His eyes avoided hers, or any part of her, and she saw it.

"You know, you can still look at me," she sighed, sort of disappointed in him. Being the over-emotional she was, her eyes quickly filled with her tears. She knew they weren't going to be as close, but he didn't even have the decency to look at her, and asking questions that had obvious answers wasn't exactly being friends. "And yeah, I'm staying at Peyton's." Silence. It overcame the two of them again. There was nothing to be said. It was now definitely going to be much harder just coming to Peyton's whenever he felt like it now.

She was there.

Nathan sighed and turned around, heading toward the doorway. "Nate!" she called out, her voice soft. He slowly turned back around, looking toward the ground beneath his feet. "I'm sorry…" her voice cracked, a simple tear rolling down her pale cheek.

For the first time that day, he looked up at her, seeing the pain in her eyes, a reflection of his own pain. "Me too." Simply all was said from him as he turned around again, making his way toward the stairs. She stayed on Peyton's bed, watching her now ex-husband walk away from her life. Her ex, her EX. The words stung her, thinking about it. She was now once again Haley James, Tutor Girl. No longer Nathan Scott's wife, or girlfriend for that matter.

Can you tell me
You say that love goes anywhere
In your darkest time,
it's just enough to know it's there
When you go, I'll let you be
But you're killing everything in me


Lucas chuckled at the site he saw in front of him. First Nathan, now Peyton. "Look, if you've come to yell at me some more, save yourself the trouble okay?" Lucas said, turning off his iPod as he watched her walk closer to him. She stopped a couple feet in front of him, crossing her arms in front of her chest. Her hair swayed with the wind, looking up at the sky at the incoming clouds. Everytime she was around him lately, it would be stormy. Symbolism at its best.

"No one ever comes to yell at you Lucas, you just make them want to with shitty comments like the one you just gave me," she hissed, adding a sarcastic smile at the end. He was done being an ass to everyone around him, or at least to her. It's amazing how much one person can screw up and refuse to see it by trying to blame it on everyone else.

"Really? No one comes to yell at me? Tell that to your boyfriend Nathan while you're at it," he smirked back, taking a shot, once again missing horribly like before.

"We're not dating, I wouldn't do that to Haley," Peyton said in defense, tired of his attitude lately.

"Like you didn't do that to Brooke?"

He crossed the line, again. Never before did she hear such crap coming from his mouth, even earlier that summer when she learned the real feelings in their 'relationship.' He surprised the hell out of her lately, sinking to new lows that she never thought were possible. And if they were possible, they used to be expected from Nathan. "What the hell is that supposed to mean!"

"What? You did that to Brooke, so what makes anyone think you won't do it to Haley," he smiled at her before turning around, going to retrieve his ball that had rolled into the grass. She quickly ran after him, pulling his shirt to have him turn around, their eyes locking instantly.

"Who manipulated me into doing that, huh!" she screamed in his face, anger overcoming her more than she had ever felt in her life. "Come on Lucas, enlighten me. Who pursued me after I tried to back off! Who promised he didn't want to come between Brooke and I? Who said that he had to be with me? Huh Lucas, what happened to that! Oh yeah, that was all a mistake," her eyes blinking back tears, she screamed as loudly as she could at him. "Who was that Lucas? It sure as hell wasn't who you are now." She shoved him backwards, hard. "What the hell happened to you? Don't answer that. You turned into a bitter son of a bitch who might as well keep his fucking mouth shut since he doesn't even know what's going on right in front of him."

Silence overcame him, anger clearly overpowering him. For once, he followed what she said. He 'kept his fucking mouth shut.' Truthfully, the smartest thing he's done since he came back from Charleston. If he didn't know what he was talking about, it was better for him to just not say anything. She smiled, rolling her eyes as she realized she finally got through to him even if he wouldn't admit it. Shaking her head in disbelief lightly, she made her way back toward her car.