A/N-WOW…I got some fast reviews and more than 7 which is so awesome. Maybe I should leave it at cliffhangers more often. I hope you enjoy the Quinn and Brittany interaction.

A side note: Working on banner/cover for this story and I want to know who you guys think the perfect Brittany James would be.

Now on with the chapter.

Chapter Four: Confrontations

Brittany and Quinn stayed silent for awhile and then Quinn stepped forward closer to her daughter, on instincts Brittany stepped back and a flash of pain crossed Quinn's face, but it quickly disappeared.

"How have you been?"

Brittany's eyes narrow.

"Is that seriously the first question you are going to ask me after two years?"

"What do you want me to say Brittany? I'm sorry because I won't."

Brittany shakes her head and looks out the window.

"Brittany, I know you hate me right now and I can understand that, but you left me no choice."

"I was perfectly FINE!" Brittany yells as she crosses her arms across her chest and looks at her mother.

"Sweetie, you were not fine you were far from it. I just wish I could've seen it sooner."

"You ruined my life," Brittany utters sharply.

"Well that is where our opinions are different because the way I see it I saved your life."

"It's all about you isn't it? That's the whole reason you shipped me off because you couldn't deal that your 13 year old was doing drugs."

"I wished I would have died that night," Brittany says before storming out of the room leaving Quinn with tears in her eyes.

Brittany walks onto the river court and notices a shaggy haired boy and a skater girl on the court.

"Do you mind if I hang here?" Brittany asks.

"Not at all, you got a name?" the girl asks.

"Brittany, but just call me Britt."

The girl nods her head and points to the boy.

"This is Jack and I'm Samantha, but you can call me Sam."

Brittany smiles and sits down on the court.

"So, what's your story?" Jack asks as he sits down next to Sam.

"What do you mean?" Brittany asks.

"Everyone in Tree Hill has a story what's yours?" Sam asks.

"Just got out of rehab or sober living whatever you want to call it. Became addicted to drugs at 13."

"Damn," Sam mutters.

"Yeah, so what's your story?" Brittany asks as she points to Jack.

"Foster care because my brother is a murderer."

Brittany raises an eyebrow and Jack nods his head.

"And yours?" Brittany asks Sam.

"A few months ago I met my birth mother found out she was a total bitch and got adopted."

"That's something," Brittany states.

"Yeah it's even more something when you find out what her last name is now," Jack says with a grin. Sam nudges him in the arm.

"What is it?" Brittany asks with a smile.

"Davis," Sam says looking ahead.

Brittany raises her eyebrow again clearly confused.

"As in Brooke Davis, the fashion designer," Jack states and Sam rolls her eyes.

"Damn, I heard about that. Guess that's you huh?"

"The one and only."

Lydia walks into her room and sees her daughter crying on the bed.

"That bad huh?" Lydia asks.

"She said she wished she died that night."

"She didn't mean it."

Quinn looks at her mother.

"You don't know that."

"Yes, I do."

Lydia sits on the bed next to her daughter.

"Mom that was the worst night of my life, seeing my daughter in that bed looking lifeless, which scared the hell out of me."

"It scared her too."

"Whose side are you on?"Quinn asks as she wipes her tears away.

Lydia chuckles.

"There are no sides you two are just stubborn is all."

Quinn nods her head.

"Hey Brittany is going to be fine she just needs some space."

"What? Is two years not enough for her?"

"It might not be which is why you have to get used to it. It will only get harder before it gets better you and I know that and she knows it too."

Jamie gets into his father's car and buckles up.

"How was your day buddy?" Nathan asks.

"Pretty good," Jamie replies.

"I have to tell you something Jamie."

"What is it dad?"

"Your cousin is staying with us."

"Brittany's here? That is so cool I haven't seen her forever," Jamie says with excitement.

"Me too buddy, but she had to do some things."

"She needed to get better," Jamie says as he looks out the window.

Nathan glances at his son.

"Who told you that Jamie?"

"Brittany did, she said that she needed to get better before she could hang out with anybody. Was she sick dad?"

"Sort of, it's a little more complicated than that though."

"Adults always say that."

Nathan laughs and Jamie continues to look out the window.

Sam looks at her watch and sighs.

"I should be getting home."

"Why?" Brittany asks.

"Technically I'm grounded, but was let out for awhile on good behavior, but I need to go back before I'm stuck inside all week."

"What did you do?" Brittany asks.

"The question isn't what did I do the question is what didn't I do," Sam says with a laugh. "Maybe I'll see you around Britt."

"I hope so Sam, bye Jack."

"Bye."

Brittany stands up and starts walking back into the direction of her aunt's house.

Brittany walks in and immediately she is in her mother's arms.

"Please don't take off on me like that again."

"I won't," Brittany whispers.

Brittany pulls away from the hug and looks at her mother.

"About what I said earlier I didn't mean it. I have a feeling that if I hadn't reached rock bottom I wouldn't be where I am today."

Quinn smiles.

"It's okay Brittany, but we do have some catching up to do."

"About that who's Clay?"

A/N-So I had to put Jack and Sam in this story mostly because I love them, but also I think that those three would get along really well. I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

So, remember to pick your dream Brittany and now I am asking for 10 reviews before the next update please…REVIEW!