A/N: I am sorry that I haven't updated sooner.
At the hospital, Brooke paced nervously in front of Haley, Jake, and Peyton. They were waiting on news about Lucas. The three girls had talked to the cops about Nathan. Lucas was awake for about an hour before they wheeled him into surgery. He had said he wasn't pressing charges. It was a misunderstanding.
When they had fought, Lucas had ended up with 4 broken ribs, a fractured ankle, a broken arm, a fractured knee, a broken leg in 3 places, and 6 bruised ribs. They had to align the bones in his leg, arm, ankle, and knee. They put a cast on all of his left leg, from mid-thigh to toes, and had to sew up a cut on the back of his head. About four hours later, a doctor came out.
"We have fixed up Mr. Scott, and he can go home the day after tomorrow. As visiting hours are over, you all have to leave. They start tomorrow at 10 a.m. I urge you to get some sleep," he told them. They nodded and walked out.
Jake dropped them off at Haley and Brooke's apartment. All of a sudden, Brooke turned to Haley with a questioning look in her eyes.
"Did Nathan cause those bruises on your arms?" she asked. Peyton, too, looked at her with a confused look in her eyes.
"No," came her quiet reply.
"Haley Marie James!" she said in a you-don't-wanna-mess-with-me voice.
"Yes," she sighed. Tears welled in her eyes, and she sobbed quietly. Peyton and Brooke brought her into a hug. She sobbed for about half an hour, until all three girls were fast asleep, huddled together on the couch.
A/N: I hope you forgive me for the shortness of this chapter, but I am swamped with schoolwork.