I'M HOLDING ON BUT LETTING GO OF YOU

'Okay, so what was I to do? I was in too deep to take it all back and blame it on a meaningless misunderstanding. Gawd, life really sucks sometimes. How could things get so messed up so quick…I can't believe I didn't see it coming. Karma really is a…' Haley silently let the words echo in her head. Six years later and they still rang turn. Total déjà vu.

She sat in her old room. It still remained the same. Just a few displaced boxes still sat in it that her parents felt had to be placed there for lack of storage. She sat with her back resting against the wall with a small bamboo coloured notebook in her hands. It was the last entry in her journal. She never thought she would be back here again. Karma really does suck.

She peered out her window. The sun was going down. She let out a heavy breath. Mouth had left about in hour ago for the night. He said he would come back tomorrow to check on her. She had spent a silent night thus far, with severally moments of pain from the memories surrounding her. She closed the book and put it on her nightstand. She grabbed an old hoodie and threw it on. She ran out of the house with her MP3 player.

She just walked or ran or jogged. To nowhere in particular. Just away. She felt as though her body was heavier. Her mind was tired from it all. It was like a lifetime piling up.

She got sidetracked in her mind for a while to ignore her path. She soon felt at home looking out at the river at night. The sounds of her music drowned out all her thoughts for just a moment. That moment was bliss. She relaxed for once and felt the air fill her lungs. The song came to an end and she overhead voices behind her. She looked out of the corner of her eye and tried to remain in her relaxed state. She pulled out the ear buds and turned off her distraction. She dug her hands deep into the front pocket of her sweater and turned on her heels.

She gnawed at her side lip for what seemed like forever as she sojourned to them. It was a short journey in reality but she dreaded every inch. She came to a halt just a few short feet from them. "Hi" the greeting came out breathy and quiet. Their eyes locked as their laughter died suddenly. Peyton and Mouth's swallowed hard and torn as both became onlookers to the forthcoming drama. Haley looked at the eyes of her longest friend. They were cold and looked straight through her. Another set of eyes seemed to rise for a moment but soon darted to the ground in pain. A pair of brown eyes strained to look at her straight. "I…" Haley dryly choked out.

"You were just leaving?" The piercing eyes shot out. "I wouldn't put it past you, really. From what I have seen, you could make a living out of it." He bounced the ball hard and shot it into the net.

"It wasn't a planned thing Luc." Haley still remained soft.

"Oh no, you can't expect to come back here and act like that again. Don't call me 'Luc'. Six years Haley. Enough said." He slammed the ball hard into the ashvault and walked off. She looked away towards four faces. Two seemed heartbroken and warning. One seemed confused while the other was broken.