I know all you guys are excited to find out what really happened, but please read this before you skip ahead to the story.

I was reading your reviews and I couldn't help but laugh, because I appreciate all your reactions and it's so fun reading them – so thank you very much and keep them coming. I totally wasn't expecting that it would be so much. Please don't hate Brooke or Nathan (even though it's a practically a given that you would) and keep the faith alive for Naley and Brucas. Also, please don't hate me for the twist - it is fan fiction, after all and I actually enjoyed writing the drama. It wouldn't be OTH without it. I love y'all. ------Sera

Disclaimer: I am a humble teenager who is afraid of lawyers, so I'm not claiming anything. I give credit to B.P. Davis again for making this chapter and the previous one possible. Thank you so much!

"Haley – it's not what you think –" Brooke began, her voice high-pitched in panic.

"I thought we were friends!" Haley screamed.

"We are!"

"Then what the hell is this?!?!" Haley demanded.

"Hales, don't blame this on Brooke –" Nathan started.

"Oh, so you're on her side now? I'm not surprised because you just slept with her after I told you I was pregnant! Is this how you really don't want your child, Nathan?! You'd cheat on me?!" Haley shouted. She was crying hysterically now. "I thought you loved me! How could you do this to me?! How could you do this to Lucas – to our child?!"

"I'm sorry –"

"Sorry?! Sorry?! How many times have you told that word to me, Nathan? And how many times have I told you that it's okay? Well you know what, it's not okay now. It will never be okay, because I get the message. You don't want me – fine. I get it. And as far as your child is concerned – don't worry. He'll never you know you exist. He'll never know that we ever existed."

And with that, she ran away, crying.

"Haley!" Nathan called but before he could run after her, he was blocked by Lucas.

"You asshole – you call yourself my brother?!" Lucas shouted, taking a threatening step towards him.

"Nate – let me explain –"

"You knew I was in love with Brooke but you still slept with her!" Lucas roared.

"You're in love with me?!" Brooke repeated, taken aback.

"Yes Brooke, I'm in love with you. I've always been in love with you. I've wanted to tell you for a long time now but I was scared because you never seemed to see me more than just a friend – and now I know why." Lucas said, his voice full of hurt and resentment.

"Luke, it was an accident –"

"So it was an accident when Nathan came home and you just so happened to wind up here and a strong wind suddenly blew, causing all your clothes to fall off, then you fell asleep?" He asked sarcastically.

Lucas turned to Nathan and punched him, making him fall to the floor. "I am furious about the fact that you slept with the girl I love – but I am even more furious that you'd hate Haley so much for getting pregnant that you'd cheat on her! Haley is my best friend and you have hurt her too many times for me to let this go! She loved you like hell, Nathan! She loved you more than you have ever known! You're one lucky bastard and you were just stupid enough to screw up all over again. How many times are you going to hurt her again, Nathan?!" He raised his fist again.

"Lucas – enough!" Brooke shouted.

He shook his head sadly at her. "You were her friend, Brooke and you just threw it all away! Why should I even listen to you now?"

Brooke was sobbing but Lucas didn't care.

"If I hit you a hundred times right now, it still wouldn't compare to how hurt Haley is. You can never take that back," Lucas told Nathan. "You never changed, did you?"

He threw Nathan's basketball jersey to the floor. "Looks like you scored the winning shot, Nathan Scott."

Then he was gone.

Nathan felt like he was going to collapse if he didn't find a chair now. How could this happen to him – of all times, of all people . . . he didn't want a child now! He was still in high school! He had a great basketball career ahead of him. He wasn't going to let that go easily – but then he saw Haley – holding theirchild –

God, he didn't know what he wanted. Of course if anyone had to be the mother of his child, it would be Haley but it was too soon. He wasn't ready for a kid, and neither was she.

He stumbled onto the bar, hoping a few hard drinks would take his mind off what he just heard. Nathan chose to push aside the nagging thoughts that it was both stupid and wrong. Who gave a damn about right and wrong now?

He was too depressed to care.

Nathan showed the bartender his fake I.D. and ordered a few shots of tequila and vodka, which he all drank in one sitting. It wasn't long until he was dizzy and practically unaware of what was going on around him.

Somebody could have been shot in the house and Nathan still wouldn't have noticed.

"A – shot – tequila –" Nathan told the bartender, his voice already slurred.

"Haven't you had enough of these?" The bartender asked worriedly.

Nathan grabbed him by the collar and moved him closer. "My father's the fucking mayor and I can fucking do whatever I want, you fucking hear me?"

"Alright, alright –" the bartender said and quickly poured him another shot.

"Give me another one – and put some vodka in it!" Nathan demanded, slamming the bar with his fist. He immediately downed the shot when it was handed to him.

Yes, he could feel the pain numbing – he was going to forget that Haley ever said what she said – whatever it was.

Whoever said that drinking alcohol when you're depressed is wrong should be hanged. He was clearly an idiot. Nathan was feeling better already.

"You're making everyone stare." A voice said behind him.

"I know I'm hot." Nathan said carelessly as he motioned for a beer this time.

"Your ego will be the death of you." It was a girl as she took a seat on the stool next to him.

Nathan squinted at her. "Brooke?"

"What's wrong with you?" She asked, ordering for shots as well. She didn't know how long she had been drinking now but she didn't care. Eric was an asshole and she was drinking away the memory of him. That was what she did all the time and tonight was no exception.

He shrugged. "I don't remember – but that's really the point why I'm here. You?"

"Same. I don't really know why I'm drinking right now, but it feels hella good and I want to get away from it all." Brooke said.

Nathan eyed her strangely. "So do I."

They didn't know how it happened, but the next thing they knew, they were stumbling into Nathan's bedroom, heavily making-out. They both fell on the bed as they fumbled with their clothes.

Despite how lightheaded Nathan was feeling, he couldn't help but hear voices in his head yelling at him to stop – but he couldn't. He was lost in his emotions – lost in – God, what was he doing?! He was kissing Brooke Davis – a girl he had no feelings for whatsoever. She was Haley's friend!

This is going to take the pain away – sex isn't going to make things better – and sex with Brooke sure as hell wasn't.

He pushed her away, panting. "Brooke – we can't do this –"

"Can't do what?" She asked, frowning with her eyes cross-eyed. She was still drunk.

"This – we can't have sex just because you just broke up with your boyfriend and I'm depressed about Haley. It's wrong – on so many levels that haven't been invented yet." Nathan said, taking a deep breath. "I love Haley – I can't do this to her."

They sat in silence for how long – both completely immersed in their thoughts. Before they knew it, it was already morning.

"She'd hate me forever if she ever found out about this." Brooke mumbled.

"Which is why she won't –" Nathan tossed her a shirt. "Wear this and try to clean up this place while I try to call Haley."

Then the door flew open.

Nathan looked up in horror as he saw Haley and Lucas standing by the doorway.

"Nate –" Brooke began. "I'm so sorry –"

"Just leave, Brooke." He said quietly, burying his face into his hands.

"But –"

"Go."

How could I be so stupid? Nathan thought, as he started to cry.

Leave a lot of reviews and I'll post tomorrow. ----Sera