Chapter 13
Heads will roll
A/N: Thanks for the lovely reviews I really appreciate. I was going to add another chapter before this but it was going to be purely filler. This chapter contains a lot of drama. So as well I hope you agree. As always Read, Comment (advice and crissum always welcomed) and of course hopefully enjoy.
By the way I forgot to add that the song for last chapter was by 30 Seconds to Mars 'The Kill'. This chapter title is by Yeah Yeah Yeahs called Heads will Roll it is one of my favourite songs at the moment.
It had been exactly four days since Rachel left the team and her threats had all been empty except a few 'nasty' words exchanged. It was an obvious desperate attention to still be known after her five minutes of popularity were long gone.
The squad was still at practice. The final words of the song played as the squad continued to dance hitting the beats precisely. Two Girls did a back flip hitting on the final beat as the routine ended. Brooke frowned it was good however she was determined to end the senior year with a bang and that meant beating Claire Young and her army of skanks. "Look I am happier than anyone to say the red headed devil leave this squad but she was pretty awesome cheerleader whether I hate to admit it or not. But imagine this. Rachel sitting watching us loose at the Secret's All Stars Championship with a smug annoying smile on those plastic filler lips and mocking us. So do you want to be losers or do you want to be smug and mocking Rachel?" It was Brooke's attempt at motivating the squad to 'up' their game and to a normal person it would sound ridiculous however to a normal popular-hunger cheerleader the thought of being mocked was worse than social faux pas.
The nausea feeling passed through Brooke again. It had been like this week however since Peyton arrived back they had been munching out every night hanging out in one their rooms to the early hours watching girly films to laugh and sob or mock in Peyton's case. Apparently having chocolate on top of chocolate wasn't healthy for your inner intestines. "Squad dis-missed." Brooke stated before slowly creepy to the bleacher to stop her from cramping. She was over working herself to perfect the routine. She was tired and lacking in energy and it meant she had no chance to catch up with Lucas. She could only imagine what he was thinking. Probably that she was playing him again with her hot and cold behaviour.
"Brooke you okay?" Haley sat beside her putting a hand on her back. Her pale face was almost aluminous and the black circles under her eyes where un-usually obvious.
"Yeah of course." She barely whispered through her heavy raspy voice. "Just over working it." She pouted. "But TGIF, right?" Brooke instantly squealed forcing her usual cheery appearance to the surface.
"Yeah?" Haley nodded obviously un-convinced with the statement.
"You know we could cancel the Halloween party." Haley added only to receive a gob smacked expression. "Just an idea?" She wasn't exactly too keen of having this party either. Nothing had went planned so far since they started their school year and she had this sickening feeling in the pit of her stomach telling her this night wouldn't end their bad luck streak.
"Hales I know you have had this awful headache all day and obvious the aspirin has went straight to your head." She quipped. "This is our last year to host this Halloween party before we all go to college to god knows where." She paused to take a deep breath as she let the thoughts take over her head. She hated thinking of the future she preferred to be oblivious to that part of her life. "Please tell me you have an outfit." Brooke begged.
"Yeah of course I do." She lied.
"What is it then?" Brooke quirked a brow curious to the answer.
"Uhh!" She paused trying to think on her feet the problem was if she said she wearing something then they didn't have it in stock then she would be screwed. "It's a surprise."
"It better be good Hales. You know I heard Jake is going as Superman, maybe you could go as Lois Lane. But you already have an outfit, right?" She winked before walking out the gym with her game face on.
Haley strolled across the pier as her eyes fell upon the brown eyes standing before her. "Hey!" She smiled sweetly. It had been four days since she began to tutor Nathan and she had to admit it clouded her judgement and made her forget of any bad memories and just the blissful ones. After all ignorance is bliss. He had been completely focused on the work and put all his effort into this work in fact he missed a ritual work out with his dad to make a session with Haley. She hated to think of the consequence to that action knowing all too well how much of an ass Dan Scott was. She loved the way he used to be so honest to her about everything. . That was Nathan stubborn and had his own mind but sweet and loyal through at heart. Even if he wouldn't admit it or even realise for that matter.
They sat down at wooden table as Nathan quickly pulled out his math books. No words. He refused to hurt her anymore and he refused to make this any worse on her then needed to be. He tried to quit her cold turkey for her own good but he was too selfish. He needed to see her and not just two minutes of passing in the hall each day. He wanted to hear her kind soft spoken words. He wanted to see that beautiful smile even if she did hate it. He loved staring into her eyes dazing off and more than anything he wanted to hold her and kiss her. The temptation was driving him to crazy but he retained himself. He looked up staring into her beautiful brown eyes smiling softly he wanted to talk to her other than about maths but it had to be light. "So what's your outfit for tonight?" He knew all too well her plans. The house party for Halloween. He was invited ages ago as Peyton's date however he was guessing he was no longer welcome after the last house party the sister's had thrown.
"I have no idea." She muttered as she concentrated on marking Nathan's mock exam.
"You haven't got your outfit yet?" He chuckled. "Aren't you freakishly organised like all the time?" He knew the answer all too well. It was almost like OCD at times.
"I know!" She giggled remembering all too well their strict schedule Nathan use to mock. ""I just don't really want to go to be honest. My hearts not in it."
He instantly frowned. He didn't want to ever her words it was more torturing then not being able to hold her or kiss her. "Hales…" He started only to be cut off.
"Please don't call me that." She barely whispered.
He nodded. "Sorry!" He paused. "You know places are going to shut in half an hour."
"Damit!" She pouted. "I walked here and everything Brooke is officially going to kill me."
"I could drive you" Nathan instantly chirped in.
"I don't know…." Haley trailed off.
"Haley it's do or die." He smirked.
"Whatever you get no say in what I am wearing." She finally hesitantly agreed.
"So what you wearing?" Brooke questioned the dirty fair blonde boy standing in the middle of the river court.
"What?" Lucas chuckled it was hard to keep up with Brooke sometimes.
"To my party of course." Brooke said as if it should be a well-known fact.
"Ahh that!" Lucas nodded know on the same page. "Haley was saying it might not be happening this year so I didn't get anything this year." He admitted.
"What!" Brooke exclaimed. "She said what?" She rolled her eyes. "Well Broody you better put the ball down because we have shopping to do." She smiled.
"Hey" Peyton greeted as she entered the house noticing an anxious Chris.
He put a grin to disguise his expression. "Came home for an afternoon delight?"
Peyton automatically rolled her eyes. "This right here is why people think you are creepy."
"You love it Blondie. That is why you married me." His smirk grew bigger.
"Yeah obviously." Peyton sarcastically replied. "So what have you been doing all day I dread to ask?"
"Nothing probably because there is nothing to do in this small town." He moaned. "I can see why you wanted to move to New York and attempted but failed as an artist."
"Said the failed musician." Peyton retorted. "Plus if you don't like it you can find someone else's house to crash at."
"I know we are like a written cliché." Chris added making Peyton laugh. "And leave my wife no chance."
"And the fact that you have no friends doesn't play apart in this?" She questioned. "And you better not call me that word at the Halloween party tonight."
"You ashamed of me?" He said acting upset.
"What do you think?" She smirked.
"I think you want Chris Keller." Chris teased.
"It scares me how delusional you really are." Peyton quipped. "So what exactly are you wearing tonight? Something completely inappropriate knowing you."
"Davis you know me all too well." Chris paused. "I'm guessing something completely gothic and depressing for you."
"Ha ha!" She replied dryly. "I guess you'll just have to wait to see."
"This is insane." Haley stated. "There is nothing left that's even half decent."
"What were you thinking of getting?" Nathan questioned just happy this afternoon had went better than even he could of predicated.
"I don't really know…" She pondered. "What are you wearing?"
"I didn't think I should go to be honest." He answered hesitantly tip-toeing around the subject.
"Well I don't care personally as for Peyton and Brooke I don't know." She shrugged putting on the act as if his presence no longer mattered to her. "If you go maybe try keeping it your pants though and try not to cause drama." She couldn't help but jab.
He sighed. "You have no idea how much I regret that night."
"Sometimes regret isn't good enough." She shrugged. "But you should go maybe you can make amends or prove you have changed like you said you have."
"I've nothing to wear." He stated.
"How about I pick something out for you?" Haley smirked.
"Does that mean I can pick one out for you?" Nathan carefully questioned.
"You're on." Haley confirmed. The two went their separate ways to avoid each other while they were getting each other's costumes. For Nathan this was his chance to show Haley how well he knew her however for Haley this was a chance for a bit of revenge in a playful way.
"So what exactly are we looking for?" Lucas questioned as he watched on at the most determined shopper.
"What about this?" She pulled a pair of barely their briefs in metallic gold. "I think it would suit you" Brooke teased.
"Funny!" He dryly replied. "How about I take over looking." He raised an eyebrow to show is concern. He didn't want to turn up looking like Tommy Lee.
"No!" Brooke pouted. "You can have some input but that's about it."
"I guess that's something." He hesitantly added.
"Take it or leave it Broody."
He chuckled "Wouldn't want to scorn a Brooke Davis."
"That's a life lesson you should live by." She playfully added. "Anyways I just had the perfect idea for a costume for you."
"Should I be worried?" He chuckled.
The girls were getting ready. Peyton stood in her room as she put the final touches to her costume. It was an Alice in Wonderland costume however a much darker Peyton version. She had her long hair straightened instead of her usual curly her that made it bounced up making her hair look shorter. She had her usual minimal make up on and she pulled up her high knee socks and put on black court shoe's. She applied a darker eye shadow to add to the gothic effect and bright red lipstick. She looked in mirror knowing how smug Chris would be to be right.
She finally reached for a black bow hair band and placed it on her head. Again she turned to the mirror. She loved the film it fit with her life or so she thought. She always loved being individual and different in fact she thrived on it and she never felt like she completely fitted in but she was glad she wasn't what people expected of her she loved her unpredictable attitude she lived by. She loved thought of living somewhere completely different and eccentric but at the end of the day she would always find her way back home.
"Well hello you scrub up well." Brooke chirped in staring at her blonde sister. "So what do you think?" Brooke questioned.
Brooke was less subtle to her costume. She had an amazing hot body as she wasn't afraid to show it in fact Brooke used it to her advantage and Peyton respected her for that. She was going with the whole burlesque range at the moment that involved a corset and stockings with suspender attached to the end of the corset on onto the stockings. She had bright red shoes on to match her corset and had her hair in a soft wave curls and finger waves. Her make-up was flawless as per usual. She looked amazing.
"It's very you B." Peyton noted. "And I am guessing you're planning on giving a particular person a heart attack."
"You know it!" She said in a playful tone.
Peyton smirked before searching the room. "Is Haley not ready yet?"
"Who Knows?" Brooke sighed. "She wanted to cancel this whole event earlier so it won't surprise me if she didn't come to prove her point."
"Or not…" Peyton trailed on as she seen the youngest of the triplets. "Wow you look hot girlie."
Brooke swiftly turned her head around as she seen Haley staring at her feet and working her way up. She was in a pair of black court shoes with black high knee socks. She had a black pinafore on with a white short sleeved shirt underneath. She had a loose fitted bow tie. She was dressed in school girl uniform.
"Nice. I like you the way you went for more gossip girl then porn star." Brooke finally remarked.
"Thanks." Haley chuckled before frowning a brow. "I think."
"You're welcome." Brooke chirped clapping her hands together as the three sisters stood in front of the mirror. "Girls we have defiantly out done ourselves. This is the way to end our last high school Halloween party." Brooke forced a smirk across her face although as she entered her senior year she came to the realisation that she had no idea what the future held for her. She was always type of girl who lived in the now rather than wasting time thinking what could later happen but recently she felt like she was running out of time to decide what she wanted to do.
Madness took over the Davis manor as every one that was any one was attending the one of the parties of the year. As always the girls went to make the house look as authentic as possible for their haunted house theme. The house was dark and only faux candle light's lit the house just to provide the minimal amount of light possible. The house was filled of course with old dusty cob webs and each room had a particular theme.
Brooke was situated in the Vampire Coven room or known as the living room. She was chatting away as she sipped on her Bloody Mary with extra alcohol. She was chatting away to Jake who was of course dressed up as superman.
"So CK, I know you have a thing for Hales." They had been chatting for a while and Brooke was trying to find a way to subtly add it into the conversation however failing that approach she decided to acknowledge the elephant in the room.
Jake laughed nervously obviously taken back by Brooke's bluntness. "Well…" He paused un-sure how to approach the answer. "You know you're my favourite Davis." He smirked playfully in his attempt of avoiding the point of the question.
"Well I am every one's favourite Davis to be fair." She retorted matching his smirk before adding a cheeky wink. "We all know that's not what I asked."
Jake let out a soft sigh. "I know but it doesn't matter." He shrugged knowing all too well that Haley despite her best efforts of trying to hide it was still in love with Nathan.
"Well if she can't see what's good for her then she's not a smart as everyone thinks she is." She smiled sweetly before embracing into a hug. Jake was like a brother. He was the only guy who saw her and not her body. He always looked out for her when other guys were being an ass to her or mistreating her. No matter what he was always there for her.
"Yeah!" He simply shrugged un-convinced of the words.
Brooke smiled before suddenly feel a light pat on her shoulder, turning swiftly around she noticed the normally scruffy blonde transformed into Edward Cullen. Wearing the essential skinny jeans and a blue plain tee. Paler skin and with the perfect smouldering broody look that Lucas wore so well. All styled by Brooke herself. She couldn't help but genuinely smile by the sight of him before giggling. "Well you defiantly do R-Patz proud."
"Thank you." He smiled softly before examining her outfit. The red tone compliment her skin perfectly and the corset fitted her body like a glove curving into all the right places. She looked amazing. "If I wasn't the living dead I think my heart would bang against my chest." He cringed at the cheesy-ness of his words. He chuckled before shaking it off. "In other words you look beautiful."
A small smile crept on her lips. His words struck her and hit her hard. It's not like she hadn't been called beautiful, of course she had and countless times; however the way he had genuinely said it in such a way that wasn't obvious he just wanted into her pants. "Thanks." She sheepishly replied back.
Haley was hiding in the Chamber Room or the dining room before bursting into laughter at the sight of the deep purple velvet dressing gown with the silk neck scarf tied around his neck and fake pipe. "Nice" She couldn't help but comment as the guy walked towards her. "Hugh Heifer would be proud."
"You know I was just thinking that myself." Nathan smirked. "I like your costume. Whoever picked that out must have been smart."
"Or he thinks all I like is school." Haley quipped back before watching his face fall at that comment obviously disappointed with the response she then continued. "I'm joking. It's nice you put a lot of thought into it. I'm just glad I'm not dressed like a playboy bunny."
"Damn I should have thought of that." He teased.
"Ha!" Haley said before hitting him across his arm.
"Ouch. For a school girl you hit pretty hard." Nathan said rubbing his arm.
"Whatever man-whore." She retorted.
Again his face fell at the comment but he couldn't blame her. He quickly forced a smile before letting out a sigh. "You look really nice Hales." He couldn't resist saying.
She closed her eyes trying to block out his words. "Don't!" She paused as her lip quivered regaining her composer she continued. "Please don't. I can't hear you say things like that."
"Why?" He questioned carefully before putting a comforting arm around her shoulder.
She moved away from his embrace. "Because it makes me forget you broke my heart." She said brutally before walking away.
Peyton felt her sister brush past her as in the hall. Peyton frowned noticing the youngest of the sisters in tears and before she could ask Haley what was wrong she was already rushing upstairs. She was ready to follow her and question her detailing on the situation before she noticed the brown haired Raven in the corner of her eye. Noticing the root to all problems she walked towards the lone boy before sitting on the dining room table next to him.
"What did you do?" She questioned calmly.
He frowned his brow confused to the presence of the blonde Davis. "Uh…" He stuttered. "I said she was nice?" He said almost questioning his own answer still confused to the outburst of Haley.
"You're an idiot!" Peyton exclaimed before thumping his left arm.
"What the hell? What is with you Davis' and hitting my left arm?" He muttered before again rubbing his, what could now be, bruised arm.
She rolled her eyes. "Well you sort of deserved it dude."
"Well that's fair." He shrugged before turning to the blonde still confused to why he was sitting next to her. "So did you just sit here to hit me and insult me?"
"Well if I did I have a right." She paused watching him quirk his brow.
He nodded in argument before smiling. "You know I'm sorry right."
"You're always sorry." She snapped slightly bitter.
"Well I actually mean it this time."
"That makes me feel better." Sarcasm dripped from Peyton's lips.
"I'm just being honest." He paused again sighing. "I wish I was a better guy for you but then I cared more about myself and my reputation then I met…"
He was quickly interrupted. "Haley?" She questioned already knowing the answer. "And what you changed, expect you screwed her over."
His eyes trailed to the floor the look of shame. "Yeah I know. It was the stupidest thing I've ever done." He paused again as he noticed a stray blonde lock trailing on her face as he tucked it behind her ear. "I loved you Peyton and believe it or not I never wanted to really hurt you like I did. It's different with Haley. She looks past all my flaws and she only sees the good, she makes me want to be better. Like the guy I should have been for you."
She simply nodded as she trying to ignore the fact her eyes watered up. She blinked a few time refusing to let a tear scape. She inhaled deeply calming herself. "I loved you too…" Was all she could manage to mutter before warm tear slid down her cheek. She quickly wiped it away and let out a small laugh. "I'm such a girl sometimes."
"Yeah but you're the only girl I knew who didn't need looking after. I think sometimes that was our downfall."
Peyton frowned her brows. "Uh and you being an ass might have had something to do with it."
"Yeah but it can't be all one sided." Nathan snapped it was hard playing the role of the bad guy all the time.
"Ass!" She hissed crossing her arms across her chest as he rolled her eyes hearing him mutter quietly 'Bitch.' Peyton paused for a few seconds before realising this was just like any other party when they were together making her snigger at the thought.
"What?" He questioned once again confused.
"This feels a bit like déjà vu." She explained.
"Yeah I guess it does." He let a smile small cross his lips.
Silence fell before the two before Peyton jumped of the table. "I should check on Haley."
"Yeah." He acknowledged. "What do you think I should do Peyton?" He desperately added as he watched the leggy blonde walk away.
She shot her head back. "I'm sorry it's just too weird giving advice to my ex-boyfriend about my sister." She began again to walk away before stopping and turning back sighing in defeat. "If you really love her and promise to treat her better then you just fight for her. Make sure she knows you are without being too aggressive."
"Brooke aren't you meant to be dress up. I mean you always look like a whore so this doesn't really count as a costume." The shrill voice made Brooke instantly turn round she already knew that high-pitch voice belong to before seeing the red-head standing before her.
"And what are you a vapid whore?" Brooke quickly retorted.
Rachel forced a fake smile "Cute. I know you're stupid but I thought my costume was obvious."
"I know I wasn't talking about your costume I just meant in general." Brooke quipped matching her fake smile before continuing. "I like the Barbie costume it suits you since you're all plastic anyways."
Rachel rolled her eyes. "Well as long as I don't look like you."
"You should have went as a cheerleader since it'll probably be the last time you can pretend to cheer." Brooke snapped.
Rachel just nodded as her hand lingered towards the counter grabbing the red plastic cup and spilling it over Brooke's head. She smirked hearing Brooke's cold scream. "W-E-T D-O-G what does that spell you. How's that for cheering." Rachel was meet with a palm connecting with her face stinging her cheek. She placed her cold hand on her cheek trying to smooth it.
"Get the hell out bitch before that slap turns into a P-U-N-C-H." She threatened. "I know how slow you are so that spells punch." She said in a mocking tone.
"As if I want to be here…" Rachel quipped. "However seeing how it annoys you it sort of makes me want to stay."
"Rachel just go no one wants you here." Lucas finally chirped in.
"Lucas haven't you learnt anything? You're just another ploy in Brooke's attempted game to make me jealous. Sad really." Rachel informed the brooding blonde. "I'll see myself out." She grinned pleased with herself before walking out of the house.
Haley lay on her soft duvet as she stared at the ceiling. Her mind was occupied with so many thoughts it was making her more confused and lost then before. She sniffled, damn she was fed up crying and being full of self-pity.
"Hey" She heard a soft voice linger from the doorway. She lifted her head up and smiled at him. "I was hoping it was you?"
He chuckled slightly. "Good well I was hoping I'd find you here and not two horny students."
"Eww!" She couldn't help but laugh. "I love how you always instantly cheer me up Jake."
"Well I do try." He smirked. "So what's up any ways?"
"Eugh Nathan, who else." She rolled her eyes. "I'm done though."
"Yeah if you say so."
"Eugh Nathan, who else." She rolled her eyes. "I'm done though."
"Yeah if you say so."
"Eugh Nathan, who else." She rolled her eyes. "I'm done though."
"Yeah if you say so." He couldn't help but snapped. He watched as she frowned. "I mean," I began to explain. "He's an ass. He doesn't even deserve to be in your mind never mind your heart. It's just so frustrating your obviously amazing and you're wasting your time on him." He rolled his eyes.
"It's not that easy. It's not like I chose to like him." Haley defended herself before she could continue she felt his lips pushing against his.
It was only for a few seconds before she pushed him away. "Jake your amazing guy."
"It's not you it's me." He couldn't help but laugh at the statement. "I get it Hales…" He trailed off again before walking towards the door.
"Jake!" She pleaded but it was too late he walked away. She wish life was that easy for she loved the right guy that would treat her well but it wasn't.
Brooke and Lucas where engaged into a chat. It had been half an hour just them two of them. It was nice she felt like she was getting to know him on a deeper level that she never really connected with guys it more physical usually when it came to guys. However it was different this time. She felt something she couldn't explain something that was out of a cheesy movie. She threw his a flirty smile before he eyes met with a frustrated Jake who was rushing towards the door. "Uhh hold that thought." Brooke quickly interrupted before rushing after him.
"Jake hold up." Brooke began to shout desperately trying to get his attention. "Damnit Jake Don't make me run in these shoes."
He paused on the pavement sighing to himself before turning his body round to face Brooke. "I know you're just trying to help but…"
"But you need someone as awesome as me to cheer you up? No problem friend." She finished her sentence as she finished catching up with and linking his arm with his. "Let's go somewhere quiet to talk, okay?"
He rolled his eyes knowing there was no point arguing with Brooke. "Fine." He smiled softly.
"Elvis, really?" Peyton snarled at the sight of Chris before her.
"No need to hate the player…" Chris got shortly cut off his sentence with hysterical laughing from Peyton.
"Please don't ever say that again. Or wear that ever again." She scrunched her nose as she played with one of his tassels. "It's like a cat's dream." She said remarking the tassels that were sewed onto the sleeves of the white leather jumpsuit.
"Well what do you expect to see when you fall down the rabbit hole?" Chris questioned.
"A mad hatter?" She shrugged simply before turning his attention towards Lucas standing alone awkwardly at the counter of the kitchen. "Lucas, hey"
The blonde turned his attention before making his way towards the pair. "Hey, what's up?"
"Well we were in a middle of a conversation till you rudely interrupted." Chris snapped.
"Peyton called me over?" He narrowed his eyes in confusion.
"Don't listen to him, no one ever does anyways." Peyton took a sip from her plastic red cup.
"Okay.." Lucas chuckled before turning to look at scruffy Elvis. "Who are you exactly?"
"Chris Keller. I thought that was obvious." Chris quickly replied.
"Don't inflate his ego anymore everyone will suffocate." Peyton retorted. "Where's Brooke by the way."
"She went after Jake…" Lucas simply answered obviously trying to disguise his hurt.
Rachel sipped her whisky as she placed her elbow on the mahogany bar stand.
"Hey!" She heard a lone voice making her prep up. It was to be expect a hot girl alone at bar she wouldn't have been offended if she wasn't hit on.
"Hey!" She sweetly replied staring at her admirer up and down. He had blonde hair all swept back and he was wearing a pair of jeans with a wife beater. It was simple but effective.
"Can I have another round for the lady and the same for me."
"I like it here." Brooke said softly gazing off at the deep blue waves that crashed together she closed her eyes as she let the noise sooth over her.
"Yeah it always makes me feel calm." He just simply added.
Brooke turned to him and nodded. "I wish I could stay here all night."
"Yeah me too. We should have camped here just like old times." Jake smiled reminiscing.
"Yeah when you forced us you mean because you had no-one else to camp with." Brooke giggled.
"Or when you were upset that night because you thought your dad was ignoring you." He added.
"Yeah because it was my safe place." She smiled remembering that night. They were only 10 and she had sneaked out her bedroom window meeting Jake at the beach. They stayed up all night laughing, talking and eating anything with chocolate in it. She returned home early into her room before anyone would notice. "I still haven't told anyone about that night."
"Yeah me either." Jake nodded as his eyes falling towards the white sand.
"So you're place or mine?" Rachel flickered her eye lashes while biting her lips seductively.
"I wish I could but I'm actually looking for some-one." The guy replied as he swirled his liquor in the glass before finishing the remains of the drink.
"Who?" Rachel spat instantly offended.
"Peyton Davis."
"You want her over me?" Rachel groaned.
"She has something of mine." He simply added before turning to Rachel. "You know her?"
"Yes" She dryly replied.
"Well as soon as I'm finished getting what she owes me maybe we could hook up if you just point me to the right direction."
"I'll do one better than that." She grinned like a chestier cat then grabbing a napkin and scribbled a few numbers down. "Here is her number and mine for later." She winked before walking away.
Brooke laid her head on Jake's shoulder in a comforting matter before hearing the beeping sound echoing in air. She lifted her head and lifted her cell from the sad noticing a new text. "I guess they have noticed us missing this time."
"Figures." Jake muttered.
I need to meet you alone
Brooke frowned her brow trying to figure out the anonymous number. She handed the phone over for Jake to read the message. "Do you think it's Lucas?" She smiled brightly assuming the best or hoping any ways. "Maybe he wants to surprise me with something romantic."
"Don't you think he would have said it was him." Jake chipped in as the voice of reason.
Who Is this?
Her finger lingered on the send button before sending it. "Maybe it's meant to be a surprise."
"Maybe it's Rachel messing with you." Jake interrupted her trail of thought.
"If it's Rachel wanting a show down then fine someone needs to take that bitch down a few more pegs." Brooke snapped.
"What if she is setting you up…" Jake was interrupted this time to sound of her beeping cell.
Guess…
She pouted for a few seconds "I hate when people answer with another question." Brooke pondered on what to respond "What should I say?"
Jake shook his head. "I refuse to play apart in this weird game. It could be any one Brooke."
"It's obviously some-one I know who has my number."
Beep Beep.
Meet me at 32nd street East.
Brooke sighed looking at Jake. "Yeah better best to leave it." She stood up grabbing her cell typing quickly again pressing send. "I'm not playing her game…"
Jake nodded. "I think I'm going to head home after I walk you home."
"You know I'm not meant cross the roads without supervision but this time I might be alright." Brooke sarcastically replied before letting out a chuckle. "C'mon Jake there is no point you walking me home then walking the opposite direction to your house."
"It's late I am not leaving you to walk on your own." Jake insisted..
"Well then I'll have to walk you home it'll be a vicious circle." Brooke smirked.
"It's not the same just let me do this…" Jake sighed as he watched her determined to get her own way as always. "And are you going to let me live with the guilt if something happens."
"Yes." She giggled. "I'm joking. Jake you of all people should know that I can take care of myself."
"Fine promise me your going straight home."
"Yeah of course. Jake I'm 10 minutes from here if anything happens there's a house full of people that can get me. Plus I think I'd be protecting you more than you'd be protecting me." She teased.
"Funny!" Jake rolled his eyes giving into defeat. "Just text me or call me if you even hear a noise and text me when you get in."
"Okay daddy." She smirked giving him a shove before he left in the opposite direction.
Beep Beep.
Peyton looked down at her phone.
1 new message.
"I'll get it later." She smiled turning to meet a pair of blue eyes. Somewhere after a few cups of vodka and coke and a lot of flirting they had ended up in her room. He put his hand on her cheek. "You really are so beautiful."
She felt her cheeks burn. She was sure they were turning into a soft shade of pink. She bit her lip un-sure what to say. She just leaned closer feeling his breath against her skin she closed her eyes as his lips connect with hers. "I've wanted this for so long." He whispered into her ear sending a shiver down her spine although in the back of her mind she knew she was going to regret it in the morning.
Brooke stood a few yards down the street from her house listening to blurry sounds of music as she felt the vibrations on the road. She stared looking at the drunken idiots passing out in her yard making her let out a small laugh. She heard her cell beep again as it vibrated in her hand. She flipped her phone open and opened her new message.
I really need to talk to you, please
She pondered. Stay her and get drunk or put herself out there. She turned quickly on her heel and began to walk towards the location.
"Hello!" Brooke shouted hearing her voice echo instantly she was out an abandoned industrial factory of some sort. She felt a dry lump stuck in her throat knowing this wasn't right. It screamed teen horror film and she refused to be part of whatever sick joke this was. She gave a final glance around the place before finally giving in and turning around.
She felt her arm tugged towards the entry of the factory. She shot her head around quickly instantly seeing a head of blonde hair however her hopes were quickly shattered when as the moonlight finally hit the rest of the guy. "Who the hell are you."
He chuckled before hitting the wall with his fist. "That bitch." He spat still gripping onto Brooke's arm.
"Get the hell of me you psycho." Brooke hissed however his grip grew tighter.
"I can't believe that bitch set me up." Brooke could notice him getting more frustrated and aggravated. "But why you?" Obviously Brooke was lost with his senseless rambling. "Who are you?"
Brooke remained silence which irrigated her attacker as he slammed her against the wall. "What is your name…"
She let a small whimper escape from her lips but quickly composed her refusing to let him get the best of her. "Brooke." She hissed.
The name was instantly recognisable he remembered Peyton talking about her family. "Davis." He began to laugh hysterically. "Even better." He better her body struggle against her grip it just made it even more amusing to him. "I love it when they're feisty." He continued to snigger.
"You're sick!" She spat.
"I know but if it wasn't for your sister you wouldn't be in this situation."
"Whatever game you're playing you better leave my sisters out of this." She threatened.
"That would be even more scary if I didn't have you pinned against a wall." His lips curled into a sick smile before feeling something vibrate. He let one hand of her and lowered it to her pocket where her phone was.
1 new message.
Are you home yet.
"So some actually cares about you have nice." He began to type.
Yeah thanks x
"I know an 'x' I'm just that nice of a guy." He pulled her towards his body. "I'm really going to enjoy this but you probably won't"
Off with your head
Dance to your dead
Heads will roll
Heads will roll on the floor.
A/N: Okay I know that was one long chapter. I think it's the longest chapter I have ever written it's like 22 pages of something ridiculous. I think it really should have been 2 chapters but I really wanted to finish it that way. I know parts of it was rush, uh, make that most parts were rushed. Sorry and all that but I was very conscious to how long it was getting and I'm was getting really tired. All and all I hope you like it and review with comments, suggestions, and constructive crissum. Please it would be greatly appreciative. I tried to reply to all my reviewers in my last chapters because they are always really sweet but feel free to write down anything and everything I know I'm not the best writer, obviously.
Thanks for reading anyways.