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CH15:
Realizing what Haley had just done, she backed away. Instantly blushing.
"I'm so sorry. I don't know what got into me" she said, not facing him. He stood there stunned at what has happened. He wanted to say something, but for the first time in his life, involving a girl that is, he was speechless. Haley looked back at him embarrassed.
"You don't have to say anything. You know what? Lets just forget this ever happened. I have to go. Thanks for the ride. Bye" she rambled, leaving the car. He watched her run to her house. Sitting in his car, urging to chase her, he couldn't. His mind and body were not connecting.
With Peyton…
Matt entered his room exhausted. Even though he wasn't working, his business still demanded him to email fax's, quotes, voicemails, blah, blah, blah. Basically tired as hell. He threw himself to his bed, relaxing his muscles, instantly falling asleep.
Minutes Later…
Turning sides on his bed, he felt something rub his leg softly. He shook his leg, taking off the sensation. Moments later he felt a pair of arms hug him.
"Matt, I miss you so much" she whispered softly. He turned around, not fully awake, touching her hair. Her hair was soft and curly.
"I missed you too, Ellie" he whispered back. He moved closing, locking lips with her.
"I love you, I want both you and Peyton here forever" she said loudly, breaking away. Matt stop jumping out of the bed, to turn the lights on. Ellie didn't talk like that. Once the lights were on, it revealed Alyssa in skimpy clothes, and wearing a blonde curly wig. Immediately he boiled in anger.
"What the hell are you doing in my room Alyssa?" he growled furiously. She looked at him odd.
"What are you talking about Matt? I'm Ellie" she said. Matt's eye widen. No, not again, he thought.
"Alyssa, your name is Alyssa. You will never be Ellie. Not now and not ever" he said, walking toward her, grabbing her and dragging her to her room.
"Matt honey, what are you doing? You're hurting me" she said along the way. He dropped her in her bed, scanning around.
"Were are you pills?" he asked.
"I wont tell you" she smirked, leaning back on the bed. He glared at her, walking to her nightstand. Once he opened it, he took a towel out. The pills were wrapped around inside. He unwrapped them they looked normal, plastic pills, but they still looked somewhat weird. He sniffed them.
"Where are the real pills?" he asked. The pills he sniffed contained sugar inside.
"They are my pills, I just enhanced them" she smiled at him. He looked at her stunned. She wasn't suppose to be like this. The pills were suppose to be improving her, not detaining her. She began to laugh.
"Oh, Matt. It's so good to be out of that place. Do you have any idea how crazy I was going with out you and my daughter?" she said, walking closer ton him.
"She's not your daughter, she's Ellie's. Your sister's, my wife's daughter" he spat.
"No, she's my daughter and you're my husband! Why cant you see that!" she screamed at him.
"You're sick. I should of never came here" he said, dragging her again, and tossing her in the nearest room and locking her in there.
"Matt, sweetie, let me out! Now!" she screamed, banging the door. He stepped back, rubbing his head. Why did I come? She's sick , he thought. Seconds later, he grabbed the phone and dialed a familiar number he hasn't dialed in years. After the phone call, he rushed into Peyton's room, waking her up.
"Peyton wake up" he said, repeatedly. She woke up confused.
"Dad, what's wrong?" she asked.
"We need to leave. Pack what you can" he said, leaving the room.
"Dad, what's wrong? Why is aunt Alyssa screaming?" she asked. He turned, facing her.
"Just pack your things. End of discussion" he sternly said.
"Dad!" she yelled, but he left the room.
"What the hell is going on?" she asked, getting out of her bed.
With Haley…
Still sitting in his car, Nathan banged the seat next to him. What the fuck am I doing? He thought. Stepping out of his car, he walked rapidly to her house. Exhaling he knocked on her door. Moments later, Haley opened the door, eyes more puffy than before. Thought before she could say anything, Nathan launched himself at her, instantly kissing her. He gripped his hands on Haley's face, a second later, Haley wrapped her arms around Nathan's waist. They both were in a hot, make out session, trying to take control, while stepping further into her house. They reached her couch, kissing each other, heavily more.
"Ahh, what are we doing?" Haley asked, pushing Nathan off her, then standing up.
"Kissing" he said obviously, looking at her stunned.
"No duh? But then what? Are we a couple? Are we just kissing for the hell of it? Or is this a one time thing?" she asked, pacing around the room. He stood up, holding her arm. She looked up at his piercing blue eyes.
"Do you want to be with me?" he asked her.
"No…yes… I don't know" she whispered, looking down. He touched her chin, making her look at him.
"Well I do" he said. She looked further into his eyes.
"Really?" she asked.
"Yeah, for a while now" he confessed. Haley smiled at him.
"What do you know, so have I" she said, leaning up to kiss him once more.
With Peyton…
"Dad, what's going on?" Peyton asked, walking out with her suitcase.
"Your aunt…she's sick again, and I already called people, to come get her" he said, trying not to go into detail.
"Is she ok? Why is she locked up?" she asked, walking to the door.
"Peyton, step away from the door! Here are the keys of the rental car, go inside. I'll join you in a while" he said.
"Can I say bye?" Peyton asked.
"Get me out!" Alyssa kept screaming.
"No, now go" Matt demanded. Peyton walked away sad, she really wanted to see her aunt.
Several minutes sitting inside the car, a somewhat type of ambulance came parking next to her. What the … she thought. Matt entered the car, starting it.
"Dad, tell me what the hell is going on?" Peyton asked. He began to drive away.
"Your aunt is mentally sick. She was locked up at a mental hospital for 7 years. I thought she has improved. But she lied and it's best if we just left" he said. Peyton looked down. She didn't know her aunt was sick that way.
"I'm sorry Peyton, this is why I didn't want you to meet her" her dad said. Peyton nodded, what else was there to say?
I'll ud again, in a couple of hours!