Chapter 8- The Things We Do

PART 2

"Hay-lay? Luke says we're in jail. And you need to pick us up!" He shouts into the phone.

Haley lets out a snort of disbelieving laughter. "What do you mean, jail?"

"Uh. We are in a jail cell? Like we got arrested?" He told her, confused.

"Oh. My god." She quietly cursed herself for picking up the phone at such an ungodly hour.

"Can you come or not cause they say I only have like thirty seconds left." He slurs into the phone. He wasn't trashed like he was earlier but he still wasn't stable. None of them were, exactly.

"Yeah. I'll come."

"Ooookay! Thanks Hay-lay!"

He hangs up, but Haley finds herself staring at the phone in her hand, dumbfounded. Why did she agree to that? And why did it have to be so dam early?

She pulled herself out of bed, threw on her (Luke's) hoodie, pulled her hair into a disheveled, sort of half bun half ponytail and walked down the hall. She couldn't take Megan with her to the jailhouse. She had only one choice. Not her favorite either.

"Taylor? Taylor! Wake up!"

"What! First the phone, now you! Let a girl sleep dam it!" She said pulling the pillow over her head.

"Taylor!" Haley exclaimed forcefully.

"Alright! Alright! I'm up!"

"I need you to watch Megan, she's just sleeping but I need you to stay awake."

"Why? Where are you going to? Oh, sneaking out for a booty call? My sister, Haley, the next James slut! Mom and dad will be so proud! Whose the guy?"

"No, no booty call. I have to go bail the guys out of the drunk tank."

"Oh, good." Taylor said relived.

"Why is that good?" Haley asked.

"Well, cause you had to bail them out before me."

"Right, but how do you know I'd even bail you bail you out?"

"Because you're Haley and you would have kicked me out by now if you didn't care enough to bail me out." She told her, completely confident.

"Right, just stay awake until I get back, if Megan wakes up before six put her back to bed, but I should be back by then, hopefully. If something happens I have my cell phone." She told her sister as she exited the room.

"Wait! Haley." She exclaimed softly, careful not to wake Megan.

"Yeah? She said turning around.

"Haley, um, thanks, by the way. For letting me stay here. And, um, I love you. You know you are my sister, as annoying as you are and everything." She admitted, starring a hole in the floor.

Haley was quite taken back by this. Taylor rarely got soft on Haley. Or anyone for that matter. And Haley was totally caught off guard by her sister's rather out-of-the-blue comments.

"I love you too, Tay. But if anything happens while I'm gone. You're gone. Got it?" She told her seriously.

"Of course. I'll go and make some coffee and drink large amounts until you get back."

"Right. Bye."

"Bye, Haley-bub."

Haley really couldn't believe she was doing this. The jailhouse is about 30 min from her house and it is only three o'clock now. She wondered if Luke had called Brooke, as she passed their house. But her question had been silently answered when she say all the lights on. Knowing Brooke she was probably hysterically thinking about every possible reason why he wasn't home yet. And that wasn't good, Brooke liked to jump to conclusions, about everything, even when its nothing. She turned into the driveway and got out. Brooke ran toward her as soon as she hit the sidewalk.

"Do you know where Luke is? Is he alright? I can't stand it! If he died I wouldn't even be a widow, I'd just be the poor girl who lost her fiancé!" She rambled out in one breathe. 'Yes,' Haley thought 'She certainly jumped to conclusions, she probably braced herself for the worst too.'

"Woah! Calm down, Brooke! Luke is fine!" She a$$ured her friend.

"Where is he!"

"Well, jail, but I'm going to bail him out now so don't worry."

"I'm coming!"

"No, Brooke, you don't need to do that!" She called to her.

But Brooke was already walking toward her own car and Haley knew she couldn't win, so she followed, getting into her car.

Meanwhile at the jail-

"You think she's coming?" Skills asked, for about the millionth time.

"You think she called Peyt?" Jake asked.

"Or Brooke?" Luke added.

"Or our PARENTS!" Mouth asked alarmed.

"You guys are pathetic! We just had the night of our lives, and all you losers can think about is who Haley called and when she's coming." Nathan shouts at them.

"Shut up Nate! And tonight? Was that really the time of our lives? We ended up playing basketball and getting drunk off our a$$es then thrown in jail. And may I remind you only happened cause someone here told a cop to 'Fk Off!' Or don't you remember that part?" Luke retorts. "And at least some of us here think about Haley. Unlike you."

"What the hell are you saying man? That I don't care about my WIFE! He roars.

"WIFE! You haven't even spoken to her in five years! And all of the sudden you come back and act like everything's okay between you two!"

"Dude! You told me to!" Anger was rising between the two of them.

"Yeah! For my wedding! Not to fk with Haley's mind!"

The rest of the guys glance nervously at one another. Nathan and Lucas were on their feet now, staring each other down.

"Yeah. That's really what I'm doing, Luke. Except I'd much rather just fk her than screw with her mind." He told him smugly as Lucas's fist collided with the side of his face. Nathan pushed him into the bars behind him, punching him back. The group did their best to pull them off of each other. At last, Tim and Jake pulled Nathan away and Mouth and Skills restrained Lucas.

"Damn! This is messed up! I never thought I would have to pull Lucas away from you again. At least not from a fight, and especially not one about Haley. What are we in high school again cause that has definitely been the theme this summer. Tree Hill hasn't lost the drama I guess though." Skills said to Nathan shortly after the fight.

Nathan took in what he had said, adrenaline still pulsing through him. It was kinda like high school. Luke and him fighting about Haley, then the basketball team would pull him off and Luke's friends would pull him off.

He was torn from his thoughts as a police officer, followed by Brooke and Haley, strutted down the hallway, toward their cell.

"You, you, and you, Come with me." He said pointing to Tim, Jake, Skills, and Mouth.

"What about us?" Lucas asked nodding toward his brother.

"You and you! Can stay here until 8 when they release you!" Brooke pipes up.

"What! Why?" Lucas whines.

"Fighting? Each other? That's a little played out, don't you think?"She asks in a 'duh' kind of tone.

"We'll pick you two belligerent, dikheads up at eight. See you." Haley repeats, taking Brooke's arm and walking down the hallway.

"Sht! What are we going to do!" Nathan yells.

"Uh. Sit here until 8. It's only like four more hours. Besides unless you want to call dad, they were our last hope."

"Nathan flinched a little. He had heard his brother call Dan 'dad' before, but it still was strange.

"Yeah. So dad's 'nice' experiment worked after all, huh?"

"Yeah, he focuses most of his energy on Deb and playing basketball himself. He still loves to talk stats and watch the high school players play, but we all do." He pauses a minute before continuing. "It's like who knew he had a heart, but he seems to really love Deb, and you should see him with Megan. He's actually pretty great with her."

As Nathan takes this in he realizes that his father has spent more time with his daughter than he has.

"So dad seems to really love her huh?" He questioned, almost nervously.

"Megan? Yeah. And Haley, too. Its almost funny how he went from pretty much hating her to acting like she's his daughter or something. He's changed a lot." Lucas told him, totally unaware of how much his words were affecting his brother.

"So what's been going on in Tree Hill since I left?"

"Uh. Dude, you were gone for five years. You have to give me a little more to go on than that!" He laughs.

'Okay! Haley! Start with Haley!' His mind screamed, he did his best to shut it up.

"I dunno, is Jake really the new basketball Coach?"

"Yeah. He teaches the Phys Ed. Classes too. He loves the kids, it's a good job for him with Jenny and all, and he gets to play basketball, so its like his dream job."

"Always a plus getting paid to do something you love. So him and Peyton are...?"

"Dating, but living together since college. I'm pretty sure he'll propose soon though."

"Yeah. And when did Karen and Keith happen?"

"Uh. When we were sophomores. It was over Christmas Break."

"And, uh, Haley teaches at the high school too right?"

"Yeah, but she's pissed because they keep changing her teaching schedule. I think she has to teach two different language classes and some calc. classes or something."

"Does she like it?"

"Of course. I mean she tutored voluntarily before, now she just teaches a ton of them and gets paid."

"Good." He said nonchalantly.

"Just ask what you want to ask man, all these avoiding questions are giving me a headache." He told him bluntly.

"I think that's the alcohol, and I am not avoiding anything."

"You are in denial bad, just admit you want her."

"I DON"T want her. I mean we WERE married. I just wanted to know id she was doing alright."

"So you admit it! You did want to talk about her! And you are still married to her technically, even if you don't deserve to be."

His words silenced Nathan, he knew that was the truth. Never in a million years did he deserve Haley. Not one bit. Even through her mistakes. She was still a way better person than him. He could barely compete.

Brooke had taken Jake and Mouth to Jake's house, and greeted a crying Peyton. How had they forgotten to call her? Only god knows what had gone through her curly blonde head.

She ran toward Jake and collapsed into him.

"Shh. Peyt. Baby. I'm here now." He soothed her.

"Where.. Were... You?" She asked between sobs.

"Ahh. That would be a homy jail cell."

Peyton pushed him away and looked at him with a shocked-pissed off face.

"You were where!"

"Jail..." He said nervously.

"Jake Jagelski(Sp?)Get in the house now! You too Mouth! I can't believe you guys!"

She turned her attention to Brooke.

"I'm sorry Peyton! I should have called you!" Brooke started, pleadingly.

"Brooke. It's okay. Where is Lucas?" She asked, wiping the tears and mascara from her face.

"Still in jail, him and Nate got into a brotherly brawl so Haley and I thought they could stay there for a while."

"You could have left Jake. I wouldn't have minded." She grumbled

"Yeah, well I got to go. I have to meet Haley at Karen's."

"But it's so early!"

"Yeah, but Haley has a key, and we have to pick them up at 8 so sleep is kinda out of the question." She told her best friend as she got into her car.

"Right. Bye Brooke!"

"Bye Goldie Locks!"

Haley had taken Skills home and was driving to Tim's house.

"You planning on hooking up with Nate, or not?" He blurted before getting out of the car.

"What!" She exclaims, taken back.

"When are you and Nate gonna get back together? Cause the tension is killing me!"

"One, that is none of your business. Two, there is no tension, and three get the hell out of my car!"

"Fine! But you and him are both in bad denial!"

"You don't even know what denial means!" She yelled agitated at him.

"Whatever, James or James-Scott or whatever you call yourself these days!" He yells back to her as he half stumbles up the walk.

She rolls her eyes and then reverses down the driveway down the driveway and heads towards Karens.

"Hey Brooke." She said grumpily as she unlocked the door.

"Woah! What's wrong with you?"

"Tim. He thinks Nate and I should get back together."

"Yeah. What do you think?" She asked as she watched Haley put on a pot of coffee.

"I don't know." She said slowly.

"Well, what aren't you sure about? Because if you love him, you'd know. And if you do then you would be sure."

"Uh. Right."

"Look. Haley. And I'm being serious here. If you love him, like I suspect you do, then go for it. But be careful because I just don't want to see you hurt again." Brooke told her sincerely. Haley had to love Brooke, she was carefree yeat caring, bold and sometimes blunt, but when you needed a friend she was there 100, and the girl knew how to party.

"Thanks Brooke. Love you."

"Love you too!" She shrieked.

"Plus. I was totally serious when I said you needed to get laid and even though Nathan's not like president of my fan club or vice versa, he is still a Scott! And I don't have to tell you how do-able Scotts are!" She winked as she took a sip of her coffee.

"Oh god, Brooke! Honestly! We can't get through one conversation without you hinting at sex with Lucas!"

"What! I am in love! And getting married a week from tomorrow!" She said defensively.

"Yeah you are! Aren't you excited! Marriage is a big step, Brooke Davis!"

"Hell yes I'm excited, and completely ready! I know this sounds weird, but I've never been so sure about anything in my life. Except when I bought that black Prada bag for like 75 off!"

Haley laughs, still the same, always. "Nah. It doesn't sound weird at all. I know the feeling." She smiled as she remembered what she felt on her wedding day. She never regretted it. Ever.

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