Hate
Title: Hate
Author: Angel
Genre: Angst
Pairings: Lucas, Nathan, Haley
Rating: Teen
Spoiler: Before season one - kind of AU
Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own a thing
Summary: Why Nathan hates Lucas,
A/N: 2/50-shots
Hate is a very strong word. But I still can say I hate my supposed-to-be-half-brother. And why do I hate him? Well because he got the better end of the deal. He got everything I didn't.
He got a loving Father, while I'm stuck with this arrogant, old jock who only cares for himself. And to live his dreams through me.
He got the most beautiful girlfriend, while I got Peyton, who always a btch.
He got the best Mom who cares for him, and I got my mom, who always away for a business trip.
Since I can't get his mother and father unless they adopt me (and I seriously doubt that because I don't want to be in their family and I'm pretty sure tey didn't want that either), I will make his life a living hell through his precious thing, his girlfriend, Haley James. How will that possible? I don't know yet, but I'm sure I'll figure something out.
Months later (Nathan and Haley are together we are in the mid of season 1)
We were in Karen's Cafe. Just Haley my beautiful girlfriend and me. Well of course there were lot of costumers, but for me we were alone in this place. She got a few minutes long break and we sat down to one of te tables. In a second I'm beside my Haley, and wrap my arm around her waist, to pull her closer. I couldn't get enough from her, she was my drug. I didn't want to be away from her, I didn't want to see or make her sad, I just couldn't...
"Nate?"
"Yeah hun?"
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Well, if that one count then you already have" I said with a growing smile
"Don't be a smartboy! So I just wanted to ask, why do you hate Lucas so much?" I saw on her face that she is ashamed of the question, and affraid of my answer.
"I don't hate him. Well okay, I do hate him or at least I did" I corrected myself when I saw her face "It's just because he got everything and I didn't."
"What did he got that you didn't?"
"In nutcase or long version?"
"Long version I think"
"Okay, so when we was in kindergarden, we always played with each other. We didn't know back then that we are relatives, but we were in the same age and we got the same interest. Mostly basketball, as you can figure. So we played a lot together, and it was fun. It was awesome. Then one day my Dad picked up me instead of Mom. And I was little so I started telling him everything that happened on that day. That was the first day Lucas beat me in the game. When I told that to my Dad he freaked out. Literally. From that day I had to tran everyday and that was because I lost one game in my life. I still played with Lucas but the anger I felt for my Dad I take it out on Lucas. Since that day we slowly started to drift apart and then I guess I just strated blaming him. Then we met again in High School when we know everything about the other. And still I got a Dad wo's on me 24/7 and he got a great Mom a great Fatherfigure and the most beautiful girlfriend" I saw her blush at this "So I was jelous, and I just continued blaming him"
"Wow, that's pretty hard. But why didn't you remember the great days instead of the bad ones?"
"When you got so many bad days that you stop counting them, you just lost all memories of the good ones, and the faith that there will be sunshine again." She hugged me and I could see the tears in her eyes. That was the moment I know that all the time I hated the wrong person and in that moment I realized something that I hope nobody would realize on earth. That I hate my father.
The End.