A/N: Hi guys! I might seem like repeating it but thank you so much for the amazing reviews! It's funny because I think about it and I like this version better than the original one. It's more complete. If you all knew what it took to write it! (Okay, if you don't care just skip this part! Lol) I had a hard time writing one of my really intense chapter because it didn't feel like my actual writing. It was like a new style. The chapter was, huh, "Escape from hellview" and the only way I found to write it was to listen to this song over and over again. It's like, heavy metal but every song I tried just didn't fit the chapter, you know like I wasn't actually going to listen the pussycat dolls! lol. I was listening while writing and I guess it helped me make it what it is now, my probably best chapter!
So I guess you should know that I'm crazy about music. I can't live without it! I even own a nice collection of awesome albums…I guess I'll add some more on my profile! I love music so much and there is so amazing bands like fall out boy, story of the year, jack's mannequin, the all-American rejects, dashboard confessional, hinder, aerosmith, breaking Benjamin, etc. Whatever, I'm a huge fan! If you guys are interested to talk just pm me…lol
I hate Rihanna though…sorry I had to say it. So time to get myself back in the mood to write this story (yeah I'm all cheerful! Maybe because it's almost midnight…lol) I especially think I'm freaking crazy for talking to myself! So let's get it started. I love to update don't you think!!
Song's by the all-American rejects, folks!
Here's the update…god I'm so happy! (Even if the story's kinda sad!)
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Nathan knocked softly on the lockers. Peyton was staring and wondering what the hell could he be doing. It was simple; the dark haired boy was waiting for a sign…something that would show him that there was live behind these walls. Nothing changed in the hallway though. It was still the same sad way it had been for the few hours that had pass. Nathan sighed.
"It's not here either…"
Peyton grinned. She tried to find an idea. "Do you think Keith knows something" she asked hesitantly. A thin spark shined in Nathan's eyes. "Maybe! I'll ask him…"
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Keith felt his cell phone vibrate in his jeans pocket. He slid his hand to grab the little object that was playing this weird sound over and over again. "We can't find them! Do U know where?"
The man wrote a quick answer and put the phone back at his initial place, in his pocket. He walked over to his older brother and also mayor of Tree Hill, Dan Scott.
"I heard it was Jimmy Edwards…is it true", Keith asked. Dan didn't even bother looking at him. "One of them…" the old man groaned. Keith turned his head to see Karen talking with an officer. "I know him…he's not a bad guy"
Dan boiled in anger and clenched his fists. "He took my sons and their friends in hostage!" yelled the younger Scott. Keith smiled. "Nathan is not one of those kids. He went back to get Haley…"
The expression changed in Dan's face as he shook his brother's hand. A fake smiled hopped on his face and his tensed up features seemed to calm down. "Thank you! And…what about Lucas" Dan asked. Keith looked down at his feet. "I hope he is okay!"
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Nathan closed his cell phone after reading his uncle's answer. Literature classroom was the answer he wanted and waited for so long. The only thing was that this classroom was at the totally opposite side of his present location. It would take him an eternity to go there silently and slowly. After an awkward silence where Peyton had stared at him for several minutes, he spoke up.
"Hostages are trapped in the literature classroom!" he announced. Peyton's mouth fell wide open. "It's in the totally opposite direction! How could we be so far away?"
Nathan's shoulders dropped. "How could I known" he asked, taking all the blame Peyton's eyes offered him. A weak smile appeared and then slowly faded from her face. "It's okay, I'm not mad…but we should go before it's too late!" she pointed.
"I don't think Jimmy would do this!" Nathan said more to convince him self than it was to convince his friend. "He wouldn't but his friends would…" she said. Nathan chuckled. "What friends? You were with me right! We just saw all the school's spot. Jimmy is the only one. There is no group or allies. There is just him!" Nathan whispered. Peyton didn't seem to be convinced. "Then why did he say he had friends that would shoot too" the blonde girl asked. "Because alone, he is vulnerable…" Nathan answered. Peyton knew he was right. Jimmy was just as scared as she was.
"Nathan…" she whispered. He turned his back to face her. "Yeah", Peyton smiled. "We're loosing time…". Nathan nodded and they both started to walk toward the literature room.
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Haley sighed out loud. "Lucas would you just please bring your ass back here and sit down"
Jimmy nodded at Haley's comment. For once, somebody would maybe, finally listen to him after all. "Yes Lucas, go back with the others!". Lucas shook his head no. "I can't. Not until I'm out of this school with you by my side" he said stubbornly. Jimmy started crying again. "I told you I couldn't…" he sobbed "I can't take this back! I can't stand it any more! All of them just springing their anger on me or beating my ass up! I'm not like you! I don't have any fate. You are all going to great university and you are going to have fucking good jobs but what about me? When you leave this place, tons of friends will cry when you leave but what about me? Who will cry for me?" he sobbed.
Mouth had his shirt soaked in tears. "You will go to college too Jim…" he sobbed. Jimmy shook his head, washing away his freshly fallen tears. "No I'm not…I made demands and they just rejected me. Like all of you did!" he cried. Rachel gazed at him. "Maybe you could take a year off!" she proposed. Jimmy chuckled. "Yeah…like if it was going to help me!"
Mouth tried to find his words. "It would help you change your mind and travel…it's going to give you some time!" he said. The poor kid continued crying. "Time. Time! That's exactly what's missing! Time…"
Lucas approached him softly. He was slowly walking towards Jimmy. All he wanted was just to not be rude to him. Jimmy was wiping his eyes with his sleeve. After merely seconds, he lifted his head. "Scott! Go back there!"
"Jimmy please, you have to listen to me! I just want to help you!" the blond boy whispered. Jimmy started yelling. "I don't want your help! I just want you to fucking sit down or I shoot you and trust me, I don't want to but I'll do it!". Haley got scared and called her friend back. "Luke…" she said in almost a whisper. It was too weak for him to hear her. "If you don't want my help then go on! Fire!" Lucas said raising his hands toward the ceiling, making free access for Jimmy the fire the bullet right trough him.
"Go on…" he repeated, staring right trough Jimmy's eyes when the kid with the gun broke down in tears. "See, you can't do it! I knew you wouldn't…"
Jimmy pleaded him in a faint puppy dog look. "Stop…" he whispered in between breaths. Lucas took his breath. He was scared to death that Jimmy would actually shoot him but he knew the kid wouldn't. He had a great soul. "I'd have a last wish to make…" the blond said "Never forget the moment where you pulled that trigger because it's going to haunt you for the rest of your life! " he finished before staring at him in the eyes, his crystal blues seeing right trough his soul and then looking at his finger as it slowly slid over to the trigger. "Your last wish is granted…"
Tulututuu…another cliff (even if you know what's going to happen…) I might make a twist though…anyway, I can't write a too long comment because the clumsy part of me just dropped my story pocket with all my fiction in it and now I have to bend down to clean up my mess and all the papers in disorder…shit…my story I scattered on my bedroom's floor…I hope this chapter made you tear up a little because I was when I wrote it! Ya know I love your reviews right…:)