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CH19:
Twenty Four Hours Ago:
"I'm here to-
"Master Durham is waiting for you" the maid replied as she began to guide him to the living room. The tall brunette followed behind, curious to what his next task was. Shortly the maid opened the door to a dark room, cigarette odor all over.
"Come in and sit down" the old man spoke sternly. Quick to follow rules, the brunette walked in and sat on the leather chair. He tapped his fingers rapidly as silence roamed.
"Did you do the first task?" Durham asked as he twisted his chair around to face his apprentice.
"Yes, as directed. Everything went according to plan. He has everyone watched" he answered. The man across grinned devilishly.
"Excellent. Did you do what I asked you in the exam?" Durham asked.
"As I always do when it comes to those exams, fidget my way out" he answered.
"Good, now I need you to follow him. I want him dead now. As an added bonus, kill his girlfriend. I wont him gone like his father" Durham replied.
"What about his sister? She will surely continue his vengeance for what you did to Danny boy" he asked.
"Please. The only think that skank can do is run. She's useless" Durham said.
"When do you need him done with?" he asked.
"Tomorrow afternoon. Bring back his body and I'll give you 5 grand extra" Durham said.
"Consider it done" he said beginning to rise from his chair.
"And Tim, don't fuck up. Or consider yourself dead" Durham spoke coolly as Tim nodded, shook his head and left his adobe.
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Tim parked outside Haley's apartment.
"Might as well get rid of her first" he said to himself as he took the key out of the ignition. He had parked at dislocated area and took his binoculars.
"Even better…" he muttered as he spotted Nathan and Haley together. He then placed the binoculars on the passenger seat and took out his shot gun. Rolling down his window, he placed the gun on the edge, targeting Haley. He faintly chuckled, both his targets were currently fighting.
"Easy does it…" he trialed off, then released the trigger.
"Damn it!" Tim shouted. He missed; Haley had leaned down. He grabbed his binoculars again and gazed at the couple, Nathan had pushed Haley inside the apartment and taken out his gun.
"Fuck…" he began to panic. How was he suppose to kill them? Nathan is now aware and fully in tact. Turning on the ignition again, he slowly drove closer to the apartment. As the passenger window rolled down, he grabbed his gun again. As fast as he could he began repeatedly shoot into the apartment without thinking. He had to have killed them.
Shot after shot after shot, then came one he didn't expect.
Mistakes come right back and bite you in the ass. Two seconds later after shooting at them, he got shot in the back of his shoulder. Shouting in pain, he speeded out of the apartments.
"Man oh man" he said repetitively as he drove further. Blood was pouring down his shirt, but that wasn't the case. What was he suppose to do now? He missed and Durham wants him dead, or he's dead. Making a left to the free way, Tim fleeted. There was no way he was returning to Tree Hill. No way, he had to leave; his life depended on it.
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From across the lot, another man was watching Tim in action. He smirked in satisfaction. He knew from day one Tim would fit the picture: a pathetic two-face assassin. Dialing a number he began to drive away.
"Durham, Tim missed and ran like a chicken…He left the crime scene…He was shot in the shoulder…It would be my pleasure…Goodbye" he said hanging up. As he drove he looked back at the couple that were intended to be dead by now.
"Be happy you're alive, next time it wont be as easy" he said and drove away, to his next task.
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Present Time/ The Next Day:
Haley laid on the couch, feeling nothing but numb. Currently Nathan had taken her to Peyton and Lucas' apartment. She hadn't met them yet. Ever since the drive to the apartment she hasn't talked to Nathan. He has tried to speak to her, but she wouldn't dare look at him. She couldn't.
"Nathan what's the emergency?" Peyton said as she and Lucas came rushing into the apartment. Nathan stood from the stool.
"He struck again" Nathan replied exhausted. Peyton stared at him concerned.
"Did he hit you? Are you ok?" she asked looking around his body. Nathan shook his head.
"No, I'm ok. But that's not it" Nathan replied turning his head to Haley's direction. Both Peyton and Lucas stared at Haley appalled.
"What is she doing here?" Lucas asked.
"What do you think she's doing here?" Nathan asked him aggravated, then sighed. "She knows."
"Everything?" Peyton whispered. Nathan nodded his head sitting back on the stool. Lucas groaned and walked to his bedroom. Peyton stared at Haley who was basically stiff; her eyes also reflected sadness.
"Nathan go take a shower and then go to sleep" Peyton said as she now stared at Nathan who kept yawning.
"No-
"Nathan, please. You haven't slept at all. Go take a shower and borrow some of Lucas' clothes. I'll handle this" Peyton said. Nathan stood from the stool and walked closer to Peyton.
"Fine, try not to scare her more than she is already. And tell Lucas to stay the fuck away from her" Nathan whispered then leaned down toward Haley. He tried to make eye contact, but she was refusing.
"I promise I wont let anyone hurt you" he said lightly. Haley only looked away, still not speaking. He tried to stroke her arm, but once a slight of touch, she flinched. He leaned upwards and walked away sad; the women he loved feared him.
Peyton grabbed the chair in the kitchen and sat beside Haley.
"So you're Haley. I heard a lot of things about you, I'm Peyton" Peyton said. Haley stared at Peyton for a while.
"That's weird, how can you of heard so many things, if your barely knew about me? Like what? Two days ago?" Haley answered.
"And she speaks…Look Haley, I know everything is a shock to you, heck when I found out what Nathan does, I was stunned myself-
"Yeah, but you didn't hear you were on of his, one of his targets" Haley replied, then sat correct on the couch. "How can all of you do this? Kill innocent people?" Haley asked.
"If it makes it feels you better, we don't exactly kill innocent people. We always do a background check" Peyton said trying to lighten the situation. Haley sniffed, looking away.
"It doesn't" Haley answered coolly. Peyton grabbed her chair and slid it closer to Haley.
"Do you trust him?" Peyton asked, swinging one leg over the other. Haley turned back to Peyton confused.
"What?" she asked.
"Do you trust Nathan?" Peyton asked.
"I don't know" Haley answered in a whisper.
"Do you want my advice?" Peyton asked.
"No really" Haley replied.
"Too bad, because here it comes-
"You're very bold, aren't you?" Haley asked. Peyton chuckled.
"I tend to be, but this isn't about me, but you" Peyton began.
"Whoopee for me" Haley sarcastically answered, grabbing a pillow to hold.
"Haley I know that the situation that you and Rachel are in is beyond hectic. It's something you never expected, isn't? Though beside that, you have to trust Nathan. He cares about you. He wont let anyone kill you, or your friend. He isn't a monster" Peyton explained. "He loves you Haley."
"I remember when I was little" Haley began. " I always had one, sole dream. That I would become a fashion designer. Then I would have my own brand, with my best friend Rachel. Following I would meet my prince charming, and everything would be perfect" Haley said.
"That could still happen. It's just weird to hear Nathan as prince charming, but not the point. Think yourself in a dark tale" Peyton replied. Haley stared at her odd.
"You're really bad at this" Haley chuckled.
"This is why I'm not a psychologist" Peyton laughed along.
"Then what should I do?" Haley asked serious.
"Follow your heart" Peyton replied as she rose from the stool. "If you want anything to eat the kitchen is as you see ahead of you. The bathroom is in the back. I suggest you sleep, the guest room is the third door to the right" Peyton said, beginning to walk away.
"Where are you going?" Haley asked.
"To see how my stubborn boyfriend is. Oh and don't try to escape, the door is locked shut" Peyton lastly said and disappeared to the bedroom. Haley remained on the couch. All she wanted to do is call Rachel and tell her the truth. A second later, she stood up from the couch and began to walk to the guest room. She slowly opened the door when she found Nathan sleeping on the bed. She sighed, leaning against the door.
Flashback:
"I love you Haley" Nathan repeated again, though this time softly. Haley kept staring at him from the floor. A million of emotions were running through her as silence took over.
"I, you…let go of me!" Haley shouted, trying to release her hand from his grip. Nathan stared at her disillusioned.
"No, we have to go" he said in a harsh tone, lifting her from the ground to his car. Haley tried to squeeze herself out but Nathan was more stronger. In the end he threw her into his car, and she stayed in the passenger seat in complete silence.
End.
Haley closed the door and began to walk near the bed. She slowly took of her heels and lightly laid herself on the bed, beside Nathan. She turned her body to the side and began to stroke Nathan's hair, down to his jaw. A moment later Nathan opened his eyes, and in the first time locked eyes with her. Haley continued to stroke her hand down, until she held Nathan's hand.
"I'm scared" Haley whispered.
"I promise nothing will happen to you" Nathan said. Haley weakly smiled.
"No, I'm scared I'll lose you" Haley explained.
"Nothings going to happen to me" Nathan replied, tightening his grip on her hand. A tear rolled down Haley's face as she smiled. She then pressed her lips against his and softly kissed him. Once the kiss was over Nathan's eyes reflected joy and confusion.
"I love you too" Haley answered sincerely. Nathan smiled and placed his arm over her waist. No more than a few seconds later were both asleep, holding each other.
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After taking the bullet from his shoulder, Tim soothed it in hot water. He then took the rag out of his mouth to not scream. The process had been painful. After he slowly rolled a cloth over his wound. When he finished he went to go watch some television. Though before he could turn on the T.V. his door was pushed down. He quickly stood from the chair, to grab his gun, but the man that ran down his door, shot his hand. Tim shouted in pain, while the man walked near him.
"What do you want?" Tim asked in fear. The man smirked, pointing his gun at Tim's head.
"You failed" he spoke coldly.
"No, you don't get it-
Tim was shot instantly in the head.
"You were never good" he spoke and swiftly took Tim's wallet and gun , leaving the dead body to rot in the hotel, until someone found him.