Up Against The Wall
there is no excuse for my long update. Well, there is, my teacher is a bitch lol. Totally ruined my confidence. But anyway, it was only a short break and I should be updating more frequently now. Holidays are around the corner and not to mention the hiatus, what else am I suppose to do? Lol. I Wish To Forget to going to be updated soon like, tomorrow. BY THE WAY, this isn't much of a chapter. I was trying to give you something to live with lol. UD again soon though, around the next 2 - 3 days. I promise. If I don't, you can slap me with a fish and call me an elf.
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Brooke was finally asleep on his shoulder. She had been crying all night, blaming it on herself. Nathan kept telling her not to do that, but he knew a part of him inside wanted to blame her too. He wanted to blame Lucas. But he blamed himself in a way. He bought it on. His sick, cruel plan had turned into something more real. It turned into love, hate, misery, family. He was genuilly worried for Lucas. Even though Dan had taught him to hate his half-brother, he couldn't. Not now, when he put his own life at risk for Haley. Nathan admired Lucas' courage.
The doctor that had been treating Haley and Lucas came out with a notepad in his hand. Nathan took a deep breath, waiting for him to call out a name. A tall, brunette came running to the doctor, and they were soon in a deep conversation. He could see the tears starting to well in the brunette's eyes and instantly fell jealous. Why couldn't he cry? He'd been wanting to cry, to get it all out. But Dan always taught him that crying was for losers. The doctor eventually took the girl away from the waiting room and into the emergency room.
Brooke began to stir in her sleep. "Lucas..." She muttered silently. He pursed his lips in concentration. She had someone to love, hold, adore. The closest thing Nathan ever had to a proper relationship was... Haley. And they wern't even together. A small snort came from Brooke and she jerked awake, lifting her head from his shoulder. "Luke?"
"Hey, Brooke." Nathan said in a whispered tone.
She snapped her head towards him drowusly. "Nathan? Where are we?" She whispered back, putting the back on her hand on her forehead, easing her intensive headache.
"The hospital... It's about 1am..." He looked into her eyes and answered the question she was thinking. "No news yet."
Her eyebrows furrowed. "Did you bother to call Karen?"
He looked around nervously. "Uh. No."
"Then why is she here?" Nathan turned his head towards Karen's rushed entrance into the hospital, looking around frantically for her lost son. The two teenagers instantly got up from their seats and Karen's eyes laid on them. She rushed towards them.
"Where is he?" She immediately asked.
"There's no news yet." Nathan answered nervously. She raised an eyebrow.
"Nathan?" He nodded softly. "What are you doing here?
"We we're both there when it happened, Karen." Brooke answered for him. Karen jaw dropped slightly and took her in her arms, hugging her tightly. Nathan awkwardly wiped his hands on the back of his jeans.
"Lucas Scott?" All their heads jerked in the direction of the doctor. He shot them all a reassuring smile. "He is awake."
They all rushed towards Lucas' room, where sat on his hospital bed. His worried face turned into a grateful smile as they all came in. His hospital gown was hung off his arm, showing a padded bandage on his chest. Karen immediately ran into his arms and sobbed into him. He let out a small 'oof' when she did so. Brooke and Nathan smiled.
Lucas' gaze turned to Nathan. "Hey, Nathan." He said softly as Karen pulled away from the hug and sat on the edge of the bed, stroking his hair tenderly.
Nathan raises his hand up to give Lucas a small wave. "Hey."
Brooke bites her lip softly, watching Lucas and Karen. Her mind is full of thoughts, and she asks the question to answer one of them. "Karen, how did you find out about Lucas? I mean, we we're going to call you, but it all happened all at once and we didn't get the chance..."
Karen tears her eyes off Lucas to look at Brooke, and immediately notices the guilt in her eyes. "That's okay, Brooke. I know you would of." She says to make her feel better. "Didn't you see Quinn?"
Lucas raises an eyebrow. "Why is Quinn here? Where's Haley?"
"Who's Quinn?" Brooke and Nathan both say in unison, ignoring Lucas' other question.
Lucas chuckles. "Haley's older sister. She lives in Charlotte. Why is she here?" He pauses for a moment. "Where's Haley?"
"Quinn called me when she heard the news." Nathan and Brooke both let out a thankful breath at Karen's save. But then Nathan realised. Does Karen even know?
"How did she hear the news?" Lucas asked eagerly. He was confused. Why would Quinn be here if he was in hospital?
Karen looked him in the eyes again. "The hospital contacted her."
Then it suddenly clicked. The hospital wouldn't of contact her for Lucas. They would contact her for Haley. He let out a shaky breath. "Where's Haley?" There is a silence in the room. Karen looks expectantly at the other two, obviously not knowing either. "Where's Haley!?" He asked again, his tone more aggressive. Karen jumped back a little.
"We don't know. We haven't got any news on her yet." Nathan answered softly.
"What did he do to her after I..." He pauses and looks away momentarily, only to look back at his brother with a more serious, angered look on his face. "What did he do to her, Nathan?"
All eyes were on Nathan as he struggled to find the words. Were there words for this? Were there words to tell a man that his best-friend could be dead, alive or in tremendous pain? He took a deep breath. "Before you passed out, I was there before he got to Haley. I told her to check on you, and she did. She was with Brooke. She was protected. But Kaylob... he got away." The sudden pain on Luke's face was hard to miss, and to ignore it Nathan closed his eyes for a moment and went to a happy place. But the only happy place he could think of was with Haley. He opened his eyes again. "When I got to her, she was on the floor. The next thing I know there are two ambulances showing up and getting you guys the help you need. We drove to the hospital and gave out stories to the police. Now, we're here talking to you. I don't know when Quinn showed up. She might still be in the waiting room."
Karen shook her head. "No. If I didn't see her, she would of seen me." Her face struggles with confusion and hurt. "What's going on?"
Lucas purses his lips together. "I'll tell you later, mom." He says softly, looking down on his lap in shame. He should of known eariler. He should of seen the signs... Karen didn't bother to bug him about it, and went back to nursing him mentally.
"What does she look like?" Her head snaps in Brooke's direction. "Maybe we saw her."
"Oh." Karen says simply. "It's been such a long time since I saw her... Brunette, tall, average weight I suppose..."
Nathan's eyes widen and he immediantly sprints off out the door and into the hallway.
After a few moments of staring at Nathan's empty space, Brooke broke and silence. "Guess he saw her."
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He rushed past the busy crowd in the emergency room, roughly bumping shoulders with nurses and patients now and then. His breathing was erratic with fear, his chest heaving in and out as he panted loudly. Doctors and nurses looked back at him now and then as he searched for Haley's sister, when they called out for him he kept on running ignoring their orders.
Then he saw her. Haley. Sprawled out on a identical bed to Lucas'. She was hooked up to machines. He couldn't take her eyes off her body. She was so pale, so fragile. He could see her chest move up and down slowly. His eyes scanned her body.
She was broken.
The bruises on her legs, there – in plain site. The bruises on her arms, her face even were shown off. His hands trembled with fear and he wasn't sure if he could stay in the same spot without dropping to his knees. He took a few steps forward and it was only then he noticed Quinn with her face buried in his sister's unmoving hands. Her face shot up towards Nathan when she heard his footsteps.
"Who are you?" She asked, her face scrunged in confusion. Her eyes were filled with water which trailed down her face, leaving the mascara stains behind. Her hair was let down, messy and out of place.
Nathan opened his mouth to speak, but before he got his words out his voice croaked in fear and anxiety. "Nathan."
Quinn stood to her feet and examined him fully. He could feel her eyes processing what his face and body was saying. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
Although they shot open again when he felt her arms wrapped tight around him.
"Thank you." She muttered softly. "So. Much."
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obsessive reviews pls x. merry christmas, it's christmas on pluto.
Not. I just wanted to say that :)