Chapter 11
The Kill
It was Morning. Monday morning to be exact. Every teenager's nightmare as they hear the obnoxious buzzing from their bed side table and the beams of sunshine streaming through the window irritatingly running their comfortable sleep in their warm bed. Every one hated that knowingly moment where they realised they would have to drag their lifeless bodies from their beds to get ready to enforced hell called High School.
Every one hated this fact expect maybe one Davis sister as she chippered through the halls humming a sweet tune but most importantly walking through the halls without aid. No crutches, no cast no burden holding her back. A smile beamed from her face. This for her was just the icing on the cake. She loved Monday mornings. Get prepared the night before for school. The excitement if there was going to be a surprise pop test. She loved knowing that anything could happen in a classroom but it was her comfort zone. Hiding behind a book or having a pen and piece of paper and use her imaginations that normally lead to lyrics she always dreamed of performing although would never admit. School was easy for her and sanctuary for her to get away from the hellish weeks she had been through.
Haley stopped outside the a wooden door as she clenched her fist and banged against the door waiting from prompt response hopefully one that confirmed her sister was ready and prepared for school as she was. Doubtful. However no response at all made Haley groan in annoyance. "Brooke!" She moaned as pout formed on her usually cheery face. Still nothing. "Brooke Penelope Davis you're ass better be out of that bed or else I am coming in to drag you from it." Haley screamed once again. Again as she received no answer she opened the door and walked towards the bed as she set her sights of the lifeless body face down against the pillow. "Brooke stop playing we are going to be late."
"Haley!" a muttered noise came from the pillow. "I feel sick…" Brooke trailed off with a weak fake cough.
"You have been saying that for the last week. In fact ever since you got into that smack down between you and Rachel and Lucas you have been faking your sickness to avoid them."
Brooke quickly lifted her head up from the pillow turning to look at her sister, Haley. "Why would I do pretend to be sick? As If I care!"
"Obviously you do. Maybe you feel humiliated I don't…." Haley was quickly cut of as Brooke snorted.
"I am Brooke Fricken Davis. I don't get humiliated." She said oozing with confidence even if she didn't feel confident she was the master at faking it.
What is with all the shooting?" A week voice murmured as the two sisters turned their heads to see a blonde with crazy bed head leaning against the door frame
Brooke laughed while Haley stomped her foot against the floor due to frustration.
"Why are you not dress." Haley snapped.
"Why are you shouting so early in the morning?" Peyton shot back as her eyes glanced towards Brooke comfortable in the tempting looking bed. "Bed." She said her brain not fully progressing full sentences. She took slow step towards the bed almost zombie like before reaching the bed her body collapsed on top of the mattress.
Haley stood there in a huff. "Peyton Elizabeth Davis you have a had a week to get back to normal before school so you will get your ass up out of that bed and get ready. NOW!" She stated.
"Middle names and everything this morning she must mean it." Peyton stated while Brooke giggled.
"Sometimes I don't even think I share the same DNA as you two." Haley said her arms now folded.
"Come and join us Haley." Brooke said as she patted the mattress with an evil grin.
Haley rolled her eyes before stomping out of the room slamming the door behind her in true storm out style before loudly groaning only to hear fits of giggles of the girls echoing into the hall.
"Chris!" Haley smirked as she seen the annoying musician walk out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel. However the clog in her evil mind was turning. "You'll never believe what Brooke and Peyton just suggested." She had to love his delusional mind at this moment. It was too easy to convince him of anything.
"What did they suggest then?" Chris question as he plastered a smug grin as he imagined every possibility.
"Well that's just say they are laying on Brooke's bed waiting for you." Haley smiled innocently knowing letting Chris do the rest of her plan or as she liked to call it, Operation: Get the Girls out Of Bed. Or something along those lines. She couldn't help but feeling smug over her little plan knowing all too well the girls expected her threats to be empty.
Chris arched his eyebrows in disbelief. "Awesome!" He muttered nodding to himself. He walked towards the door ready to open it but first he had to lose something to make the perfect entrance. He un-revealed his towel throwing it onto the ground and entered the room.
The sound of shrill screaming was like music to Haley's ear as she sat at the kitchen table with three already prepared coffees as she waited for the traumatised sisters to enter the kitchen.
A few sniggers let Haley's lips as her attention turned to the sister walking in the kitchen. Their eyes widened and their expressions looked traumatised.
"My eyes are burning." Brooke stated as she sat on the chair of the kitchen table before gulping down the coffee. "If you were going to play an evil twisted trick such as. Could not at least made this an Irish coffee. More heavy on the Irish then the coffee."
"You are truly evil." Peyton added following suit with Brooke and sat down at the table just taking a sip of the coffee before it being trailed away from her lips. "What the hell now."
"Go get ready now." Haley forcefully stated acting like the mother figure as per usual even though she was the youngest she had the more solid head on her shoulders.
"Fine!" Peyton rolled her eyes before making her way back to her room.
"You know Hales you could give Hitler a run for his money." Brooke hissed before doing the same.
The girls halted outside the doors of Tree High. Haley smiling brightly with excitement with getting stuck in to her new work ethnic get back to the old Hales pre-Nathan and his twisted lies.
Peyton stood there as she looked at this school as if it was mocking her and remind her of her failure of New York. She couldn't believe how stupid she was to think moving to New York would somehow make her dream of becoming an artist instantly obviously she was blinded with anger and humiliation.
Brooke stood tall and proud outside her somewhat kingdom. She was the Tree High's sweetheart. The bitch with the heart. But to rule she had to be feared but those few people who truly knew her they knew she was just a sweetheart behind the front. She created this whole façade to create the perfection image she was always desperate to achieve. But it was just an image the reality was she was an insecure girl who just wanted to be accepted and loved for who she is a not for what people this she is.
"I can't believe I am back here." Peyton broke the silence her voice evident with sadness but she felt the warm comforting feel of Brookes arm around her shoulder. She smiled gratefully. "I mean it's just weird." Peyton quickly added hiding her vulnerable side quickly.
"I'm so happy I am back here." Haley beamed. Her sanctuary at last. Although she could help but feel something eating away at her. The worry of bumping into Nathan Scott. It was editable. They had some of the classes, not many thankfully, and Tree Hill was a small not town, unfortunately. However she was in comfort zone as she wasn't going to let an ass like Nathan Scott from prevent her for loving the one place she felt safe.
"Geek." Brooke teasingly added. Already she had her front on. She was fighting the queasy feeling in the pit of her stomach but she tried to convince herself it was just the idea of 6 and half hours in hell for her but at least she got to do her one passion is school tonight and that was cheerleading. "So P we need to get you back into the cheerleading practice. You have been replaced thanks Rach-Ho. But lucky for you I am planning on using this as cheer-smack down and taking her down."
Peyton rolled her eyes as the girls began to walk into the building. As much as hated to admit it she loved cheerleading. It was the only thing she felt connected to her mum still.
"Peyt." Hales started. "You can have my spot. I think I might do more tutoring and need more time to that. Plus I am not really into cheerleading that much."
"Haley take that back right now. You are not leaving Rachel is whether she leaves voluntary or I drag her out of the gym by the hair." Brooke hissed.
"So you are totally over the whole Rachel-Lucas-Brooke mess then." Haley sarcastically stated.
"Obviously!" Brooke said ignoring the obvious sarcasm from her sister.
This statement caused both Peyton and Haley to laugh. "Yeah obviously!" Peyton added rolling her eyes.
"So what's this devious plan?" Haley warily questioned.
"Two Words. Cheer Mutiny" Brooke grinned. "Gotta go and do some damage."
Peyton sniggered so glad that she was back here with her sisters. She didn't realise how much she missed them till was gone and after that stupid fights such as a meaningless ass meant nothing to her. "So touchy subject here but what's happening with you and…" She paused finding it hard to even bring his name up despite everything she really cared about him but at the end of the day her sisters meant more. "Nathan?" She finally questioned.
This instantly took Haley back. She wasn't sure if this was trick question to test her loyalty but the genuine tone from the question made her think of otherwise.
"Um," She paused. "The night of the accident he told me he didn't love me." She opened up quickly forgetting that Peyton was his ex and thinking more or opening to her sister.
Peyton's face quickly washed over with guilt remembering the conversation she had with Nathan the night before she left. She was trying to look after Haley even though she was the smartest she was the naïve and believed the best in every one. It was her one flaw.
"I'm sorry Peyt." Haley quickly added remembering the whole mess her and her other sister and caused. "I thought it meant more. I know it's a selfish excuse but I thought he loved me." She sighed and shrugged her shoulders. "But I was wrong."
"I just want you to be happy, okay? I don't want you to be like me and Nathan. He's a good guy but he doesn't know how to show it so until then it's probably for the best."
Haley smiled sweetly at her sister amazed at her forgiveness and it wasn't like Peyton to quickly get over a grudge but she was thankful she did although the words stung Haley she still loved him evidently but Peyton was right it was obviously for the best she could have got more hurt.
Peyton said her byes as she left for her first class. Haley however had a free so she headed towards her favourite place. The tutor centre.
"Hey Bevin!" Brooke whispered as she tapped the ditzy blonde's shoulder.
"Hey Brooke!" Bevin shouted to the rest of the class obviously missing the point of subtly.
"Ms Davis! Something to share." Mr Nolan exclaimed.
"Nothing apart from you should really burn that tie." She teased causing a laughing response from the rest of the class. She thrived on the attention.
"Well how about you can give me more fashion tips this afternoon, in detention."
"Sir, with all due respect one afternoon wouldn't even help with that. I mean I am good not a miracle worker. Second I can't make this afternoon cheerleading practice and all that. But I'll tell you what I'll have my people call your people well that probably just means you but…" She trailed off looking at the teacher's unimpressed face and smiled sweetly. "Okay. I am really sorry and everything but can I just make it up another time." She paused looking at the teachers seem stern face. "Please?" She questioned.
"Okay instead of today's attention how about a week's detention?" Mr Nolan added.
"Yes that's fine so what week?" Brooke smiled.
"This week and since this is the first day of this week I guess that means it starts today." Mr Nolan smiled forcefully before continuing on with the lesson.
Brooke immediately pouted and rolled her eyes. However the show must go on and she would have to tweak a few of the plans but Rachel will be leaving that squad today. She tore a piece of paper and scribbled down words and threw at Bevin.
Bevin opened the page up. "Do not read this out loud." Thankfully the teacher hadn't heard the blonde's soft spoken words. "Oh!" she giggled to herself before continuing to read the note.
Don't read this out loud.
Bevin you have to know what I overheard Rach telling a group of guys, that you were a slut.
I didn't want to tell you this but she keep spreading all type of rumours about you including the one in the bathroom about you use to being a guy.
The gasp leaving Bevin's mouth made Brooke grin. Knowing that Bevin was Rachel's confidant soon everything Rachel told Bevin all the deep dark secrets would be flooding out. Not only that but everything she said about the girls in the squad Bevin would know tell.
Peyton took her seat in the English classroom. She looked round and wondered where the teacher was. The class was mayhem. Girls gossiping in the corner gathered in their clique. While the jocks teased and played tricks on the nerds. But her attention turned to guy who was still reading despite the fact of the apparent free period of time. "The Great Gatsby nice." Peyton said turning to anonymous boy.
The book moved away from the face to reveal his secret identity to reveal a dirty faired messy head of hair that belonged to no other than Lucas Scott.
"Didn't know you were a fan of Gatsby?" He questioned.
There is a lot of things you don't know about me." She smirked.
"I see." He nodded disbelief he was having a conversation with Peyton Sawyer the girl he had a crush on since 5th grade.
"So Scott what type of music are you into, Just to let you know I am totally judging your taste of music just to warn you."
He laughed. "The cure." He lied he wasn't a huge fan however he knew how much she loved them. "The smiths, NOFX, Dashboard…" He was cut off
"I'm actually impressed." She could help but gleam. "Who knew you had good taste. Well minus dating Rachel." She teased.
"I was about to say the same thing to you minus Nathan of course." He retorted.
She couldn't help but laugh at that statement. "Touché."
Haley sat on the table as she began to read a book. The morning had been slow and so far not many people had been in for tutoring probably because it was only start of the year and not many people have managed to fall behind so quick.
"Hey Hales." Jake said sweetly.
Jake was a good friend of her and Peyton's and Brooke's. They have known each as long as she could remember. He worked at the tutor centre as well in his spare time. He also loved playing music and playing basketball. He was the sweetest guy she knew and she had to admit he was easy on the eyes.
"Sup?" She coolly replied.
"Well I thought I should warn you but I overheard a teacher assigning a student to be tutored by you."
"No don't tell me I have to tutor someone in the tutor centre." Haley teased.
"Funny!" He smirked. "I am trying to be serious here."
"Okay who is it? Freddy Kruger?" She joked again before quickly apologising. "Sorry tell me."
"It was Nathan." He said quickly. "Sorry!" He stated before continuing. "Look I can go to the teacher and request another tutor for him."
"It's not necessary Jake. I mean I am going to have to see him sometime."
"Look it's up to you but if he does anything to piss you off then I will gladly punch him." Jake threatened.
Haley sniggered. "I mean of course you will."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence in me Davis." Jake said pretending to offended but genuinely he was hurt. He wanted to protect her since he obviously cared so much for her.
Lunch came finally thought Brooke dreading these afternoon's detention. She so the tangled blonde curls and walked towards it leading to the table she was sitting at. "Life officially sucks." Brooke plopped down on the seat as she pouted.
"Why what have you done now." Peyton frowned her brow.
"Why is it always my fault" Brooke whined. "Because your Brooke fricken Davis." Peyton smirked.
"Ha Ha!" Brooke replied dryly. "Any ways back to real problem. I have detention this afternoon."
Peyton couldn't help but laugh. "How did you manage to get detention exactly?"
"Well apparently Mr. Nolan doesn't appreciate constructive criticism when it comes to fashion sense." Brooke explained.
"Who knew it was such a touchy subject for him." Peyton teased knowing there was more to meet the eye their always was with Brooke.
"So no cheer-mutiny for you then."
"Oh no Rachel is going to be bye bye bitchie after I am done with her. In fact I think the rest of the girls will refuse to cheer while she leads forcing her to leave."
"What have you done Brooke?" Peyton wearily asked.
"I just told Bevin a few home truths." Brooke snickered.
"I would love to see how your evil mind works." Peyton retorted.
"It's not for the faint hearted." She smirked.
"Hey Peyton they didn't have any coke left so I just got you diet." He said setting the can beside her.
Brooke looked sheepishly away. 'Way to warn me' she thought before shooting an evil and obvious glare at Peyton.
"Hey Brooke!" Lucas awkwardly added to attempt to cut the tension.
Brooke quickly flashed with jealously reminded of Haley's words the other week about Peyton liking Lucas and now here she was with the one genuine guy who actually acted interested about what she said rather than caring about getting her into bed. Before she could think he mouth started to move as words she would soon to regret. "So how's husby?" She quickly felt a rush of guilt afterwards. "Sorry!" She sighed. "I just find a way to put my foot in my mouth as per usual."
"Husband?" Lucas arched a brow realising it most likely a joke however the look between the two sisters suggested it was touchy subject.
"Long story. Actually I just realised I have to go to the library." Peyton said leaving the table quickly before the 21 questions began.
"Sorry!" Brooke whispered back to the blonde. She looked back to Lucas who was shifting awkwardly in his seat. "Don't feel like you have to sit awkwardly here on my account." Brooke immediately snapped.
"Okay then?" Lucas said in confusion as she gathered his belonging and removed himself from the chair.
"I am sorry though about the other night." Brooke quickly added as guilt washed over her body.
"I know Peyton was telling me." Lucas sat back down.
"Know I just feel even worse." She sighed. "Do you ever feel like all you do is cause trouble where ever you go?"
"Honestly no!" He smiled. "I know what it feels like to be a mistake to somebody else."
"Yeah the whole Nathan thing?" Brooke said lightly around the subject.
"Yeah it sucks knowing you dad wants nothing to do with you."
"Yeah I sort of know how that feels" The words slipped out of her mouth in the form of her rough raspy voice.
"What do you mean?" Lucas frowned his brow.
"Never mind." She instantly said. "Just me being over dramatic." She plastered a fake smile and forced a cheery voice refusing to let him see this side of her, not yet any ways.
He wanted to pry on the subject but obviously it was a touchy subject so instead he just nodded.
"So about the whole Peyton thing. Listen what I said was true but just don't let it put you off being interested in her or asking her out because that one small bad minor thing is nothing compared to all the all great amazing things about her." Brooke pushed the words forward despite it hurting her.
Lucas chuckled. "That's exactly what Peyton said about give or take a few words."
"Great minds" She smirked "So does that mean we can forget everything that happened?"
"Yeah!" He smiled. "As long as we can forget me dating Rachel."
"Don't worry we all do stupid things at one point in life." Brooke teased. "By the way that who Peyton married thing can we keep it on the DL."
"Hey Hales!" Peyton said as she sat down beside her sister and friend Jake. "Why are you two sitting in the library?" She questioned with a suspicious mind.
The two looked at each other before turning back to stare at the curly blonde girl. "Why what's wrong with sitting in the library?" Haley answered with yet another question.
"Why didn't you join us in the cafeteria or was interrupting anything?" Peyton smirked causing Haley to laugh nervously and blush at the same time.
"Believe it or not but I don't have to at yours and Brooke's side all the time." Haley firmly stated.
"It's purely innocent." Jake quickly reassured.
"Yeah whatever you say. " Peyton replied dryly. Clearing unconvinced.
Haley glared. "Why are here then or was it just to throw accusations?"
"Well Brooke our dearest sister decided to tell Lucas I was married." Peyton snapped.
"Why do you care again?" Haley smirked knowing all too well why.
"Ha!" Peyton rolled her eyes. "I don't care but at the same time it would be really awesome if the whole senior year didn't know about me getting hitched."
"Wait so you actually married. This isn't so weird skit you guys are playing out." Jake finally chirped in complete confusion.
"Technically." Peyton murmured. "Apparently what happens in Vegas doesn't stay in Vegas."
"Well who is this guy? Is he decent?" Jake began his usual questions. Every time one the girls got a new boyfriend he would be like older protective brother and made sure they were worthy for them but he never seemed to agree with their choice in men.
"They got married in Vegas what do you think?" Haley stated only to receive the ultimate death glare from Peyton.
"He's misunderstood." Peyton defended.
"That's what you said about Nathan." Jake retorted automatically without thinking leading to awkward silence to come over the air. "Uhh Maybe I should do the whole interrogation thing with this guy then find out the facts." Jake added.
"I wouldn't bother it is temporary. I just need to figure out how to tell daddy." She frowned. "That will be a fun conversation." She looked at the two as they giggled sharing inside jokes. "Well I'll leave you two love birds too it." She teased before leaving.
The final bell ring and normally for Brooke that meant the delight leading her squad but today a frown formed on her lips and she walked towards Mr. Nolan's classroom. "Hey sir." She forced the words out of her lips. "I am here to be held against my will." She quipped.
"Sit down Ms. Davis." She did as she was told. She grabbed a few books and began on her homework get it out the way so at least at home she could do something fun. Maybe she should have a party celebrate her now enemy out of the squad. She pulled out her cell and looked through her phone book. Maybe not she decided as she glanced at particular name maybe she would just spend time with just one in particular.
"Okay girls just because Brooke isn't here we can slack off. I am leading this squad and in doing so we will probably be better." She began her speech the one she planned as soon as she heard Brooke was in captivity and she was finally leading the squad like she always wanted. However it wasn't going as she thought. The girls sat on the bleachers gossiping, un-motivated and worst of all ignoring her. "What the hell?" Rachel screeched the frustration becoming over whelming.
Bevin stood up. "I am not being leaded by a liar and bitchy hoe." The words stung the red hood. Her own side kick turning against her.
"It's led honey." A girl who sat next to her whispered. "But Bevin is right we don't take orders from Hitler in drag."
"What the hell is going on here?" Rachel frowned her brow. "I don't understand..." She trailed off desperately looking at her squad. "Bevin?" She questioned.
"I am not being on like squad with you or hang out with like ever again?" The girls nodded in agreement.
"I am the best cheerleader here. How are you suppose to win all stars without me, bitches?" She stood her ground she worked too hard for her status and this wasn't going to be the end of her.
"We have Brooke." Haley stood up. "And she is away better cheriographer then you can dream off."
"Listen mousey no-one even wants you on this team. You have the co-ordination of a blind person." Rachel snapped.
"We want here" The squad chirped in.
"And who would replace me." Rachel added.
"Me!" Peyton said as if on cue.
"Wow that almost sounded as it was planned." Rachel rolled her eyes. "This isn't over bitches!" She hissed and with that note she left the gym with one thought on her mind. "Brooke Davis you are one dead bitch"
Come break me down,
Bury me, Bury me,
I am finished with you
A/N: Some of that was rushed. I did in one day which isn't like me. I know there wasn't any Nathan either but I am still un-decided on couples so I am just going do a bit of everything. Mwahahaha! Or we will just see what happens. I know there wasn't much going on their either but the next chapter or the one after will be big drama.