Hey, everyone. SORRY SORRY SORRY for the delay. Due to some technical problems, I haven't been able to update on fanfiction dot net earlier than now. If any of you visited my profile you saw the links to three other sites that already have chapter 6 updated. Anyways, sorry for the delay and I promise to update chapter 6b one day earlier which is Tuesday to make up for the delay. :)
Anyways, thank you ALL for the awesome reviews and please, please, PLEASE, keep them coming. :) Anyways, I divided chapter 6 into two parts because of the length. But here's chapter 6a. Hope you enjoy… :)
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Chapter 6a
"You look bitchin'!"
"If my boots could talk, they'd scream: 'fuck me now'."
"And you're complaining because...?"
"You're unbelievable." Haley said smiling.
"You can barely even see the shoes." Brooke tried to justify. Why the girl in front of her refused to look sexy and smoking hot was beyond her understanding.
"They come to mid thigh!"
"But you're wearing jeans to cover most of them."
"Yeah, jeans that's two sizes too small."
Haley, Peyton and Brooke were getting ready at Nathan's place. Haley looked down at the clothes she was wearing: so tight jeans that she could barely sit, a black top that was hanging very low and high healed black boots.
"And you can practically see my bra." Haley said looking down and trying to arrange the top so it would cover her black bra. "Peyton, I need your honest opinion. Is this top too slutty?" Haley asked turning to look at Peyton but Brooke spoke first.
"Honey, there's nothing slutty about that top."
"Didn't you say that Lucas tried to hide this from you?"
"Like I wouldn't find it. I mean, hiding it behind the fridge? Amateur." Brooke mumbled and then turned to look at waiting Haley. "Yes, which means that I haven't worn it yet. It's brand new!"
"Peyton, honest opinion. Do I look like a slut?" Haley asked turning to look at Peyton. Peyton took a hold of her shoulders and looked at her.
"Haley honey, I'm wearing a leopard pattern top that I've only worn to Jake, my boyfriend, not even twice but only once and even then I was extremely drunk. Not to even mention that it's supposed to be underwear instead something to be worn in public. Trust me, you don't look like a slut." Peyton said and then turned to look at Brooke. "I still can't believe you're making me wear this!"
"Well, look at my top!" Brooke said. "You can see half of my bra and you don't hear me whining."
"But-" Haley started.
"What are you two complaining about? We are three very hot girls at the prime of our lives! We are supposed to look hot! We are supposed to have fun! Ten years from now we're all be married with three kids and getting wrinkles and hanging boobs." Haley and Peyton burst out laughing.
"Ok, don't you think you're exaggerating just a bit?" Haley asked laughing.
"Only two kids?" Brooke suggested.
"You are unbelievable." Peyton said smiling.
"Yes, I keep hearing that." She said smirking. "Now cheer up! We all look hot!"
"I don't know..." Peyton said covering her cleavage with her hands.
"Zip it, P.Sawyer. We need a guy's opinion." Brooke said. "Where's Nathan?"
"Said something about lifting weights or something, I don't usually pay attention to him." Haley said.
Right on cue, the front door opened and Nathan walked in wearing sweaty basketball clothes and holding a basketball. He stopped in his tracks when he saw the three girls in front of him wearing their party clothes.
His eyes stopped at Haley and he stared at her for the longest time. He tried to get his head together and say something but it was as if his mouth wasn't working. He finally forced himself to say something snappy.
"I give you one night off and you turn my apartment into a fucking Moulin Rouge?" he asked looking at Haley.
"Stop whining, Chloe." Haley said annoyed.
Nathan had never seen Haley wear that much make up and so revealing clothes. Before the very detailed memories of her giving him a lap dance invaded his mind again, he quickly tore his eyes off of her and headed towards the kitchen and took a Gatorade out of the fridge.
"Have you ever actually called the other by their actual name?" Brooke asked from Nathan and Haley.
"Nope, just girls' names. Or if he's not being an ass then by his last name." Haley said but then looked like she was thinking. "Which never happens, so just the girls' names."
"And she usually goes by 'Bitch'." Nathan concluded.
"Ok..." Brooke said wanting to change the subject. "So you agree we look hot?" Brooke asked from Nathan.
"Well, more like sl-" he started but got cut off by a calm, sweet Brooke.
"Nathan dear, you better choose your words very carefully. There are three of us. We can scratch you to death." She said and Peyton scratched the air and hissed at him in emphasis. Nathan looked at them and swallowed.
"You all look very beautiful." He said and quickly took a long sip from the bottle.
"Smart boy." Brooke said with a smile. "What are you doing here anyways? I thought you were gonna play ball with Lucas?"
"We just got back from the gym and he needed to go home to eat or something but yeah, we're gonna play later."
"So, you won't mind dropping us off at this frat house?" Brooke asked grinning.
"Well-"
"I wasn't asking, Nathan." Brooke said smiling sweetly. Peyton hissed and scratched the air again to remind him just what they could do to him.
"Sure, whatever you need." he said slowly.
"Perfect! Be ready in 15 minutes!" she said and turned to look at Haley. "We need to work on your hair!"
After getting done with Haley's hair, they left the apartment. Brooke gave Nathan directions and he dropped them off in front of the already packed frat house.
Nathan looked at the front yard which had about 10 shirtless frat guys wasted carrying some kegs inside.
"Are you sure you wanna go there?" Nathan asked from Brooke who was almost out of the car.
"Why, are you concerned about us?" Brooke asked smiling. Nathan rolled his eyes and laughed a bit.
"Just something Luke would do." Nathan said and turned to look outside at Haley who was standing next to Peyton while trying to arrange the loose-hanging top so it wouldn't show so much cleavage.
He also noticed the college guys whistling at Haley and staring at her ass. His eyes narrowed in anger. Brooke followed his gaze and smiled a bit.
"No worries, N. Scott. She'll be fine." Brooke smiled. Nathan turned to look at Brooke.
"No, I mean- I wasn't-" he started but stopped talking when he saw the huge smirk on Brooke's lips.
"Don't forget: we can scratch." Brooke said and slammed the car door shut while giving him a wink. She turned around to look at Peyton and Haley.
"Vamos, chicas!" Brooke said, slapped their asses, took a hold of their hands and started to drag them towards the front door.
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Peyton asked while looking around. The guys on the front had stopped whatever they'd been doing and were now whistling at them.
"Yeah, positive." Brooke said grinning.
"Why do you want this so bad anyways? In case you've forgotten, you already have an awesome boyfriend." Haley pointed out while making her way towards the crowded kitchen where the alcohol was.
"Yes, I do and I wouldn't change it for the world. But it's always nice to have fun with my home girls."
"Home girls?" Haley asked laughing. Brooke smiled while starting to fix them their drinks.
"You do know we're all white?" Peyton added.
"Yep, but both of you are still my girls. Sometimes I just wanna party with you, sans the boyfriend." She said and handed them their red plastic cups.
"I so know what you mean." Peyton said. "I mean, I love Jake to death but I can't party the same with him as I would with you."
"And sometimes it's nice to just hang out with girls and do girly stuff." Brooke said and then continued with a grin. "Besides, Luke would never let me out in this outfit."
"Cheers to the outfit!" Peyton said and lifted her cup. They all clacked their cups together and took sips at the same time. Haley and Peyton coughed after swallowing.
"Jesus, what is this?" Peyton asked.
"Rum coke." Brooke said drinking more.
"How much rum did you put in here? You know it's supposed to be 2/8."
"Yeah, something like that." she said innocently while taking another sip. Haley and Peyton looked at each other smiling. They both knew that Brooke had a habit of making just a bit too strong drinks.
"Oh, cheer up, girls. It's just alcohol." Brooke said.
"You know, I actually think we're gonna have fun tonight." Haley said while taking another sip from the plastic cup.
"I agree!" Brooke said. "Now let's go and show those college skanks on the dance floor how it's really done." She said smirking. "And I'm seeing some fine meat there too." Brooke said looking at a group of guys who looked like a live advertisement for Abercrombie & Fitch.
"Just remember Brooke, we can only look." Peyton said winking.
"I know that, P. Sawyer. Our favorite Tutor Girl here on the other hand can do so much more." Brooke added and grinned.
"Yeah, 'cause hooking up with random guys is so me." Haley said sarcastically.
"You did with that Chris-dude last year." Peyton said.
"And that one guy when you were visiting Vivian in Florida last summer." Brooke said.
"Wait, you hooked up with someone there?" Peyton asked confused.
"Brooke!" Haley said annoyed. "You weren't supposed to tell anyone!"
"I can't believe you didn't tell me." Peyton said looking at Haley a bit hurt.
"Believe me, there's not much to tell." Haley said.
"Then why didn't you tell me?"
"I was embarrassed that I had hooked up with some random guy, again! I was already embarrassed about the whole Chris thing and when it happened again, I just felt so..." she said thinking of a proper word.
"Slutty?" Brooke suggested.
"I was gonna say maybe 'weak' or even 'dirty', but thanks. Slut is much better."
"Hey, I was just kidding, you know that." Brooke said apologetically. "And you also know that there's nothing to be ashamed about. So you wanted to have some fun, big deal!" she said.
"Thanks and to my defence, I was extremely drunk both times." She said.
"Was the Florida guy even good looking?" Peyton asked.
"Yeah, he was ok." Haley said.
"Good, 'cause Chris was, how do I put this in a nice way, he was..."
"Weak?" Brooke suggested. "Bony? Scrawny? Skinny?"
"Hey! He wasn't that bad looking." Haley said but then started to think. "I mean sure, the hair was kinda messy in a bad way and he didn't have a hot body like Nathan," she said not even realizing. Peyton and Brooke gave each other a quick grin.
"...and he must've been pretty bad in bed, since I can't even remember anything about it."
"Remind us again why you hooked up with him?" Brooke asked laughing.
"He said I can sing."
"Haley honey, you're tone deaf."
"He said I was pretty."
"You had like a 2nd degree sun burn on your face. You even called yourself a crab."
"I was completely, totally drunk! Shit-faced! Buzzed! Fucked up!" she said defending herself.
"Hey, calm down. Like I said, there's nothing to be ashamed about." Brooke said.
"Well, at least the next morning as soon as I woke up, and threw up by the way, I bolted his hotel room and luckily haven't seen him since." Haley said. "And we agreed we wouldn't talk about that in public. So, sshhhh!" she said with an annoyed voice.
"Relax, Hales. It doesn't make you a slut if you have one one-night-stand." Brooke said.
"As opposed to having four one-night-stands?" Peyton asked grinning. Brooke slapped her on the arm.
"Hey! I had just gotten my fake i.d and I hadn't even met Luke yet so zip it." Brooke said smiling a bit. "Besides, you shouldn't talk, missie! You were there at every college party with me."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah... Let's just have fun tonight, ok?"
"Amen to that, sister."
"She was wearing what?" the ball Lucas was aiming at the basket, landed nowhere near the net.
"Dude, calm down."
"You're telling me my girlfriend is wearing a top she bought from a lingerie store?"
"Yeah..."
"And you let her out of your car? Out of your apartment?"
"It wasn't anything different from Peyton's or Haley's outfits." Another ball, this time from Jake's hands, landed also far away from the basket, right next to Lucas' ball. Neither Jake nor Lucas made an effort to get them.
"Excuse me?" Jake asked not believing what he had just heard.
"Well, she had an animal pattern top or something like that on."
"She wore the jungle top? She's only worn that once for me. And even then it was only after six tequila shots." Jake mumbled.
"And what was that about Haley you were saying?" Lucas asked.
"Well, she had a pretty revealing top on too." Nathan said grabbing a ball from the ground uncomfortably. He hadn't expected a third degree from them.
"Which top?" Lucas asked slowly trying not to hit Nathan for being so stupid.
"You know all of her clothes?" Nathan asked. "I thought I had a brother."
"Dude, she's been my best friend for 10 years. After her siblings moved out and before Brooke and Peyton came along, I was her shopping partner. So yeah, I know all of her clothes." Lucas said through gritted teeth. He didn't want to think that both of his girls were out there in skanky clothes.
"Ok, don't get your panties in a twist." Nathan said.
"So I ask again..." Lucas continued ignoring his comment. "Which top was she wearing?"
"I don't know, some black one." He said trying to sound as vague as possible even though the image of party-clad Haley was imprinted in his mind.
"Ok, she only has two black ones. Did it have silver strings on the sides?"
"No."
"What about glitter on the front?" Lucas asked.
"It kinda didn't have a front at all. It hung pretty low."
"What? Are you sure? She doesn't have a top like-" Lucas started but then realized something.
"Oh. My. God." Lucas paused to take a deep breath. "She's wearing Brooke's clothes. It's gotta be that new top I tried to hide from her."
"You tried to do what?"
"I should've known she would find it! What was I thinking hiding it behind her fridge! Amateur!" he said hitting himself in the head few times.
"You know you're psychotic, right?" Nathan asked doing a perfect free throw.
"What?" Nathan asked when he saw Lucas glaring at him.
"I'm trying to think whether to beat your sorry ass now or after she tells me how many guys eye-fucked her."
"So, what's your name or should I just call you Gorgeous?"
"Oh, you've gotta be kidding me."
"Oh, come on girl, you know you're hot."
"Yeah, I do know. Can I continue to dance with my friends now?"
"Only if you tell me your name."
"Fine, I assume you can spell. The last name is F-F-O. And the first name is K-C-U-F."
"Huh?"
"Now reverse it."
"Wait, what?"
"Should've known what they say about assuming."
The guy blinked in confusion.
"You know, when you assume you just make an ass out of- you know what, never mind."
Deep annoyed sigh from Haley.
"Goodbye, loser." Haley said annoyed and pushed the college guy out of her way so she could see Brooke and Peyton again.
"Haley! That was so rude!" Brooke said horrified while Peyton just had a dreamy face.
"Oh please, I was way nicer to him than to the first guy."
"I miss Jake." Peyton said looking past the girls into space. Haley and Brooke looked at her for a second before turning to look at each other again.
"How can you ever meet any new people if you're always this mean to them?" Brooke complained.
"Brooke, I didn't come here to find a guy. I came to have fun with you and Peyt. And also cause I didn't have a choice."
"I wonder where he is." Peyton said again in that distracted voice. This time, Brooke and Haley ignored her. They were used to Peyton being in her own little world dreaming about Jake.
"Yeah, well you're gonna have to change that attitude of yours, missy." Brooke said to Haley smiling.
"Whatever." Haley smirked and took a sip from her drink.
"Hey, is that Bevin there?" Brooke asked pointing towards the hallway.
"Jake? Where!" Peyton finally snapped out of her daze and started to look frantically around.
"Not Jake, Bevin!" Brooke said pointing towards the girl.
"Yeah, I think that's her." Peyton said disappointed that it wasn't Jake. "Bitch." She added like it was Bevin's fault that she wasn't Jake.
"Ok... I'm gonna go talk to her." Brooke said and left. Haley turned to look at Peyton.
"I need a refill." Haley said drinking the last of her rum coke.
"I need to go to the bathroom." Peyton said quickly. Haley looked at her for a second.
"You're gonna call Jake, aren't you?" she asked smirking.
"Is it that obvious?"
"Yep. I'm gonna find Brooke after my refill. Take your time with Jake and tell him I said hi." Haley smiled before waving goodbye and heading towards the packed kitchen. She managed to find the rum and the coke and started to fix herself a drink.
"And more coke than rum this time…" Haley mumbled and turned around to put the coke and the rum back. She then grabbed the cup and took a big sip. She greeted a blonde guy next to her who was staring at her intently.
"Almost as bad as Brooke's." she muttered while drinking some more and heading to find Brooke. She made her way through the crowded room looking for Brooke but when she couldn't right away find her, she went to the hallway where she saw Bevin.
"Hey, where did Brooke go?" Haley asked sweating a bit.
"Bathroom or something." she said.
"Jesus, it's hot in here." Haley said wiping the sweat off of her forehead with the back of her hand.
"You been dancing a lot?" Bevin asked smiling widely.
"Yeah, for like the past two hours." Haley said taking another sip and fanning her hands in front of her face. "Alright, I'm gonna go find Brooke. Later, Bev." Haley said and left.
Haley started to make her way towards the kitchen when she accidentally ran into some college geek. Haley didn't even hit him that hard but she still felt dizzy. After apologizing, she started to make her way towards the bathroom while wondering why she was feeling so hot. She looked at the drink in her hand for a minute but then shrugged her shoulders.
"I guess I put more rum than I thought." she mumbled.
Haley took a hold of the wall when she felt a wave of dizziness. She almost fell on the ground but a pair of hands took a strong grip from her hand to stop her from falling. Haley turned to look the person next to her. It was the blonde guy from the kitchen.
"Hey, you." she said while swaying from one side to the other. "Where's the bathroom?" she asked mumbling.
"Oh, I can take you there." he said not letting go of her. Had Haley been more coherent, she would've seen the weird gleam in his eyes.
The blonde guy started to drag Haley towards the staircase. He then opened the closed door that led to the basement.
"The bathroom's there?" she asked taking hold of the wall with her other hand. "Christ, it's hot in here."
"Yeah, but it's much cooler downstairs. And weren't you looking for your friends? They're down there." he said while pushing Haley lightly. He still had a strong grip on her other hand. Right after they were through the door case, he turned to lock the door which was something Haley would have noticed and wondered about if she hadn't been so out of it.
He took Haley slowly downstairs and guided her towards the couch where he pushed her roughly.
"Ouch, what are you doing? This isn't the bathroom." Haley said slowly while trying to get up but her head started to spin harder.
He grinned at her with those ice cold eyes before unbuttoning his shirt revealing a white wife beater.
That's when Haley started to panic. And suddenly she realized everything. She had been drugged.
"Oh my god, did you slip something in my drink?" she asked already knowing the answer while trying to get up from the couch again but her legs weren't working. The action made her head spin even harder and she could feel that she couldn't stay awake for much longer.
"Shhhh, just calm down." he said unzipping his jeans.
"Leave me alone. Help. Someone help." she tried to yell but only a whisper came out. The guy put his hand over her mouth and forced her to drink another sip of the drink. Haley could instantly feel the influence. She saw him take his wife beater off and take a step towards her.
She put all her energy and adrenaline into trying to keep him away but all she managed to do was scratch his chest. He yelped in pain and backhanded her hard before taking a hold of her arms and forcing them above her head.
The last thing she felt before passing out was the pain on her lip from his slap and his rough hand pulling her top off.
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