(A/N: Finally, an update. But if you want more and quicker reviews really inspire me! –NL)

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"So, tell me what's really going on here Haley." Nathan demanded the next morning as she continued making breakfast, as if everything was normal.

"I already explained why I'm here. I'm choosing you over touring, over my dream and … everything." She tried to hold in her sadness. Nothing gave her the rush like performing on stage and all Haley dreamt about was being onstage.

"You know what I mean. Why the hell is Chris here?"

"Haven't we been through this already. You know about as much as I do why he's here. We can wait until he wakes up to find out his deal." Haley shook it off, pouring some orange juice. "Want some."

"No. Stop trying to change the subject." Nathan pressed. "My mom heard you and Chris talking last night."

"And just what is this that she claims to have heard?" Haley looked up suddenly. "You know just as well as I do that both of your parents wanted that annulment."

"Come on Haley. That's not fair. My mom has made an effort to get used to the idea of us. It didn't help when you walked out on me for Chris." He pointed out.

"But, it's not like that. I love you Nathan and I'm going to keep telling you until you believe it." Haley hugged him suddenly, forcing herself to kiss him, but unable to tear her eyes from Chris. She was so torn and didn't know what to do, or how to explain it, but the truth was going to come out somehow.

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"I came as soon as I heard." Salma rushed into the hospital room, hugging Brooke tightly.

"Whoa. I passed out, I'm not dead." Brooke joked in response.

"So, the doctor's say that you're pregnant." Salma began immediately.

"What, do they go around just telling anyone?"

"I told them we're sisters." Salma smiled. "So, how did Felix take it."

"It's not his and this is none of your business." Brooke tried to sit up more. "Besides, I'm getting rid of it."

"You can't be serious. Brooke, that is an innocent, helpless fetus that you helped to create. You can just kill your baby before it's even born. That's inhumane, That's cruel. That's--"

"Enough." Brooke jumped in. "I can do whatever the hell I want and with my family's financial status, there is no way that we can handle a baby. I'm seventeen years old. I still have to go to college, experience life, and marry rich." She bit her lips insecurely. "None of that will happen if I have a little Susie attached to my arm." She tried to convince herself.

"I can't believe you're saying this like it's nothing Brooke." Salma protested.

"It means something to me, but I can't do it. I have no reason to. Putting the kid up for adoption is killing apart of them anyway. I know. My best friend was adopted and it's caused her nothing but trauma."

"Are you sure about this?"

"The doctors are handling it today … just don't hate me for it. I'm doing what's best—for everyone."

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"Here we are." Lucas began, opening the door to their hotel room. "I tried to get two but--"

"This is fine." Peyton was breathing heavily because that message had really gotten to her. It was creepy. "Do you know anyone in Miami?"

"No. Why would I?"

"Every question I ask you is followed by a question instead of a response. Don't you get tired of making everything so complicated?" Peyton complained, happy that her thoughts were drifting away from that chat room.

"What's with you Peyt? This is supposed to be fun and you're so uptight." Lucas professed.

"Don't you think about giving me a massage either. I'm not tense. I'm just tired." Peyton jumped to conclusions, needing a good night's sleep before trying to find out who this psycho was that was messing with her mind.

"Oh … kay." Lucas shook his head. As they both got ready for bed, Lucas stated sadly, "I'm really sorry that things got all muddy between us. I hate how we can't even hang out anymore without things getting tense."

"I said I'm not tense Luke!" Peyton practically yelled.

"Sorry. Wrong word, but what's up with you Peyton? Why did you run away from your birth mother?"

"Why did you sleep with me and break Brooke's heart? Things just happen and you can't change them…"

"So, you're saying that night was a mistake?" Lucas wondered, trying to figure out what was going on in her head.

"I'm just saying that we're all making a lot of stupid choices without thinking them through. Obviously there was something … maybe nostalgia, floating around that night. And I'm glad we're beyond that. We're friends now, right?" Lucas nodded silently in response. Peyton still wasn't facing up to what she'd done, but it would all come out … sooner or later.

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"Am I too late?" Felix came as soon as he could. His parents had made him hang out with his cousin and then there was traffic … he just hoped that Brooke hadn't done anything rash.

"Too late for what?" Brooke opened her eyes slowly. She just couldn't seem to get any sleep around here. First Salma, and her parents, and now Felix. When would it end?

"Did you … get an abortion?" He asked with suddenly concern and compassion.

"Yeah." Brooke looked him dead in the eye emotionless. "You missed it." Her face remained stony as two tears streamed from her face.

"How could you do that Brooke? That was my baby too."

"The doctor said that I need rest and no stress. So get out." She murmured, doing her best to push Felix away completely.

"This isn't over." Felix backed away like a wounded dog. The whole reason why he even went on this search for Brooke was to get her back. All the other girls out here were too easy … they paled in comparison and his thoughts were constantly drawn back to her. But he was going to get her back in the same way that he had in the beginning. With charm … and maybe the whole fwb thing would resume.

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"I'm really scared Luke." Peyton admitted as she sat down on the hotel bed. She had barely slept the entire night and had dark circles under her eyes to prove it. Her hair was soaking wet and all she had on was a towel, but she wasn't thinking about that … at least not now.

"Don't worry Peyton, Jake will be psyched to see you."

"That's not what I mean." She looked down at her hands. "Would you be ashamed of me if I told you that this is the longest I've been without doing coke? I know I said I quit, but I haven't. Everything's been so crazy and I know that Jake is probably married to her by now. He'd do anything to keep Jenny…" She collapsed in Luke's arm.

"Hey. Slow down Peyt. It's okay. Shh." Luke tried to comfort her.

"It's not just that. You know last night when you wanted to talk about it … I'm afraid if I go and find Jake, I will miss out and I won't feel half of the emotions that I do when I'm with you." Peyton buried her face in her hands, realizing how scripted and corny that sounded. "I'm sorry."

"No. Shh." Lucas hugged her again as Peyton touched his face lightly and kissed him, just to see if this was what she wanted or not. And all it did was confuse her even more.

"Peyton …" His voice trailed off and in that instant, Peyton didn't know whether he was saying her name because he wanted more or if he was on that 'just friends' kick.

(A/N: All right. This story is back from hiding, so I'm expecting some reviews. I have 36 already, which is AMAZING, being my first One Tree Hill fic and all. So, don't stop. If you read AND review constantly, I'll keep updating. And if by some odd reason you love my writing, check out some of my Degrassi, Higher Ground, My So-Called Life, or Lizzie McGuire work. I strongly recommend Wild Horses and Never Seems Enough. –NL)