Chapter 8

Stand Still Look Pretty

A/N: Hey I know long update but I have been doing exams like crazy eugh GCSE's I hate their lives plus I really didn't know how to do this chapter with out making it space filler-ish but it kind of is sorry and I have such writers block I just don't seem know how to write any more or something and I am trying my best not to delete this story but I promised I would write one more full story without deleting it. So I hope you enjoy it and don't forget to review and thanks for every one who reviewed the last chapter I loved them lol. By the way there well defiantly not be an BLP love triangle but there is also no Jeyton, sorry Jeyton fans I hate them and I will never write a story with them though I like the Jeyton friendship that was cute just not the relationship.

Note that I don't own One Tree Hill or the song Stand Still Look Pretty it is by Paramore.

I want to paint face

And pretend that I am some one else

Imagine feeling safe one second and then scared as hell in the next second. How you could be so at peace but the next thing you are flying back to your earth and banging your sorry ass on the unforgiving pavement. In Brooke Davis' World everything was great. She was what girls wanted out in life. A gorgeous body, a pretty face, that bubbly cute personality with a hint of bitchy attitude for those who threatened her and of course that extra bit of money than most people. Every guy worshipping her and every girl on her side because they feared her. Yes Brooke Davis had the life that made any girl envious. She was certainly at the top, well at least some people would think so. She just stood still looked pretty and she got what she wanted with a click of a finger. But everything comes with a price. She was at the top. But as they say, what goes up must come down. Only 48 hours ago every thing was fine. Great even. She was grasping a boy that belonged to her 'best friend' more like frienemies. Enemies that pretend to be your friend. Not that she cared, she was the same for her. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer, as the old saying went. So she couldn't help but gloat feeling victorious in 'the who would win Lucas Scott' game. She was care free and falling for some one was never an issue for her well at least she thought. He was different then every one else, he was caring and sweet. Though as hard as it was to admit it, like most guys, he would just get bored of her. She was a pretty girl, not an interesting girl, defiantly not a smart girl nor was she the sweet innocent girl. She was just the pretty girl and the pretty girl thing gets boring quickly to most guys.

Sometimes I get so fed up

I don't even want to look at myself

That wasn't even her worst problems. She has two sisters. One left and now the other one was lying on a bed. A car crash. A hit and run to be exact. Her life hanging in the balance. Only seconds ago she was flat lining, the words still haunted her as the beeping noise began and the nurses ran in as well as a doctor screaming 'code blue' who knew two words could cause some one so much emotional pain. She was fine now after using the deliberators on Haley they got her heart rate back to normal. She was going to fine, well if fine meant being in a coma. If that was the case then Haley Davis was defiantly going to be fine.

But people have problems that are worse then mine

I don't you to think I'm complaining all the time

"Hey Hales." She spoke, at first she felt stupid talking to what seemed like a lifeless body but doctors assured that in most cases it helped. She sighed. "I hope you can hear me or else I am just some crazy person talking to myself pretty much." Brooke croaked out a stiffened laugh before breathing in to calm her nervous habits. "I am sorry. I know it isn't my fault but maybe it is. You always start to think in this situation, what could you have done to prevent this. I could have asked at least care enough to ask where you were going, and I found out you were going to see Nathan, -which by the way is the stupidest thing you have ever done-. Seriously for a smart girl you sure as hell can be naïve. Don't worry I kicked his sorry ass out of the hospital. Okay officially rambling, incase you haven't noticed I am not good at staying on topic. Back to the point which is the fact I could have talked out from going to see him and this might never have happened. You wouldn't be laying here. We would be joking and laughing with each other. I am kind of screwing up lately. I mean the whole Nathan thing, god I just don't even know how to explain that and then blurting out the whole thing with you and Nathan. I am really sorry about that. I can't lose you Haley. You know I hate being on my own."

She placed her hand on Haley's. "If you heard everything I just said, squeeze my hand." Nothing. She sighed. "Come on wake up Hales." Still no response. "Damit! It usually works in the movies." She said to herself.

And I hate the way you look at me

I have to say I wish I could start over.

"Haley Davis." A voice spoke making her spin around in a fast motion only to trip up on her feet and falling flat on the ground.

"Damn girl! Even in your dreams you're a klutz." The voice spoke again.

Haley lifted herself from the ground facing the person that was speaking to her. "Kayla." She spoke softly, eyes welding by the second as she stared stunned by the appearance of her best friend or what was her best friend. The sleek black hair was still the same as she remembered it as her face was covered in a pure white makeup and darkened eyes. She raised an eyebrow waiting for the slim figure to speak but instead all she got was a nod forcing Haley to be the one who asked all the questions. "This might sound like the stupidest question ever but aren't you meant to be dead."

"I am dead." She simply replied as if it was no big deal but then again she died at least two years so maybe she was use to it.

"So I am dead." Her eyes darted towards her wrist, the scars were still there from when she cut her self, it made her cringe as she felt as if she was taking a walk down the past.

"No, well not yet. It is kind of up to you." Kayla began once again as she began to elaborate seeing the blank expression on Haley's face. "Your in limbo, if you may. I am kind of your guide to help you make a decision whether to live or die and stay here." She said in such a calm voice as if it wasn't much of a decision. As if it was something simple to handle but Haley had always been a complex girl, even a simple decision whether to eat toast or cereal could be an agonising chore for her comparing what was an healthier choice and other factors to help her chose the right breakfast. Now she had a choice as big as choosing whether to live and go back to were she has problems. Nathan problems. Or stay were she didn't have any thing to worry about just stay in a blissful state.

"And how exactly am I meant to make that decision. No offence but it is a big decision. Some might say the biggest decision of their lives. Not me of course because I am cool and collective in that way" Haley said obvious sarcasm from her tone.

"Haley, calm down." Kayla couldn't help but giggle at her just at the fact she was still the same Haley from two years ago. "Well let's look at the pro and cons."

"Con – Nathan Scott." Haley jumped in. Even in a coma she was still obsessing over him. Whether it was lusting for him or bitterly hating him. In the end it was still obsession.

"Right the whole I don't love you thing." Kayla laughed. "He is stupid. That 'I don't love but really I do I just don't want to hurt you' crap only works in the movies."

"Wait, what the hell?" Haley said confused more so then ever.

"Eugh take a look…" Kayla said before she knew it an elevator appeared, they both got in it though Haley was hesitatant towards the idea. It was surprisingly quick until they arrived to their 'destination' "Where-" Haley began to talk but only got shushed.

"Nathan." Haley spoke confused as he appeared walking towards his bed lying down with an obvious sad expression. His eyes were puffy and red an obvious aftermath to crying. His hair was a mess and banging his fist against his bed side cabinet. He didn't respond to her once.

"He can't see you, or hear you. Just watch!" Kayla stated.

I am slowly falling apart

I wish you'd take a walk in my shoes for a start

"Damit!" He muttered as he took another sip of his beer washing down his sorrows. "What the fuck have I done now!" he said, a sickening voice towards himself. "Yeah tell her you don't love her, let her go it's better that way." He said obviously mocking himself.

Before Haley could even comprehend what just happened they appeared back where they started off. She sat down on the crispy grass, a sad frown upon her face. It was easier to hate him. It helped her move on but now she wasn't sure. This could all just be a figment of her imagination but it felt so real.

"Does that help any?" Kayla asked but Haley just shrugged un-sure what to think any more. She couldn't pick out what was real and what wasn't any more. She stood there saying nothing.

You might think it is easy being me

You just stand still look pretty.

Some times I find myself shaking

In the middle of the night.

Peyton Sawyer woke up as the bright sun shone into her eyes. She groaned merciless as she felt her head beginning to bang. "God." She hissed as she studied the room from the previous events. What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. That what he had said, though that is what every one says about every place existing in the world. It was starting to lose it's credibility but she was drunk at that point after failing miserably at publishing her art work. Apparently New York just wasn't meant to be, to bad she couldn't have realised that before she took comfort in her roommate and flew to Las Vegas to forget her sorrows. Liquor and bags with little to no cocaine filled in them is what made last night a wild night. She hated parties but always found a way to be dragged to them even if it was in another state. She stared aimlessly at her hand. Her eyes widening as her mouth dropped.

And then it hits me I can't

Even believe this is my life

"What the …" She paused and turned facing the body next to her. Nudging him roughly to wake him up. "Wake up." She hissed harshly still continuing to shake him.

"What." He snapped as he lifted his head fully awake despite what he wanted.

"What the hell happened last night?" Peyton shrieked but all he did was simply grin in a devilish way.

People have problems that are worse then mine

I don't want you to think I am complaining all the time

I wish every one would go and shut their mouths

I am not strong enough to deal with it

I am slowly falling apart

I wish you'd take a walk in my shoes for a start

Haley looked at her. "What! Is that all you are doing to help me? I get to see 'Nathan' saying that he really does love me. He was probably just feeling guilty about the crash." She began to ramble in the good old Haley way.

Kayla sighed. "Well I guess I could show you life with you dead. Like if you just died this moment how every ones life would turn out. Kind of like 'It's a Wonderful Life' apart from it isn't Christmas and I am not an angel looking for some wings."

Haley looked at her. "Right. I have actually gone insane. No one normal dreams of some one telling them they have a choice to die and they are planning to show them what life would be like If i died. It isn't normal, I must be insane"

Kayla shrugged. "Fine We will just sit here and wait until you make a decision. I'm dead, so it's not like I have any where to be." She folded her arms. "Though I actually did forget to tell you this. This limbo stage you're at? Well it's on limited time only and then that's when big man decides for you."

"Wow what ever happened to free will?" Haley huffed folding her arms. "It isn't an easy decision. I mean life, it is so complicated and I understand you are meant to go through a certain amount of pain to make you strong but what is the point when you have the chance to stay in heaven? Literally. Then again I will miss out on all the good stuff. Can I ask you question?

I mean it is kind of personal and I never got to since you well died and it would really help me."

"Well you haven't given me much choice considering you kind of already asked me a question but sure if it helps you make a decision then yes go for it."

"Ha Ha!" Haley said dryly. "You know you love being in my company, well you use to. Well the question is do you regret it. Killing yourself do you wish you hadn't?"

Kayla pondered for a second. It was something she had wondered for most of her after life experience. "Yes and No. Okay that probably doesn't help but it is hard to say. Up here it is just so peaceful and I am never depressed and plus heaven doesn't exactly have cliques who make fun of the people who are different. Pretty much no suffering up here. But I am always curious of what life could have been. Pain is only temporary Haley and things always get better. You are going die some time so why chose. The Afterlife isn't going any where it will still be here even if you are 70 or 90. So live life instead of keeping 'what ifs' with you for the rest of your life."

"Yeah that actually makes sense." Haley smiled. "I still have my sister and I would hate to be the one to break up the trio. So bring me back."

"Okay click your heels together and say there is no place like home three times." Kayla said trying to suppress the laughter as she watched Haley do it. "I was joking, I just always wanted to say that." She giggled only to get a death glare. "Oh If looks could kill. Oh wait I am already dead." She joked. "No seriously just close your eyes and you'll wake up."

"This better not be another joke to make me look stupid." Haley grumbled as she closed her eyes. "Nothing is working." She muttered.

"Haley?" A distant voice asked. "What isn't working?" Again the voice asked.

Haley could barely make the noise out it was so faint. She felt dazed and of a sudden pain swarming through her body. "Brooke?" She questioned her voice rough due to dehydration.

"Yea sweetie it is me. Hold on I need to get the doctor." Brooke said rushing out the room whilst Haley just smiled ever so slight. It felt so good to be home.

And you might think it is easy being me

You just stand still look pretty.

A/N: Well I hoped you like nothing special I know it is just I have to get through the details to get to more drama. I know I totally copied the whole dream thing from the show but I tried to make it different. I didn't want to give to much details about Peyton hence the lack of detail but you might have figured out the big secret but there is more to come also with her and her new boy. Yes drama. Next chapter will be set a week later so the story isn't dragging on.