A/N: Hey guys! So one of my other stories, "In the Beginning," is almost finished. All I have left is the epilogue. So I decided to update! Hope you guys like it. And also, I have another story up! It's actually a Twilight story called "Sick Sad Little World." You should check it out! It would mean alot to me!! Thanks for all the reviews!

Thank you to Morgan for your help with everything!

Disclaimer: I do not own One Tree Hill or its characters!

The Next Morning:

NPOV

"Lucas fucking Scott! Open this damn door right now so I can kick your motherfucking ass!" I shouted, banging my fist on my brother's bedroom door. After a moment, I continued my shouting.

"Lucas I'm not joking! Open your door. We need to talk about what you told Peyton! Get the fuck out here before I break your door down again bitch!"

"Nathan shut the fuck up! Brooke is asleep in your room and doesn't need to be woken up yet!" Lucas shouted in a whisper, sneaking up on me from behind. I turned around to see him walk out of my room and shut the door quietly before walking into his room. He walked through his room to his balcony, lighting a cigarette on his way.

"Gimme one of those fucker!" I growled. Lighting my cigarette, I thought of what to say.

"Why the hell is New Girl in my room?" Yeah, not exactly how I wanted to start out. I was planning on coming to kick my brother's ass for outing me and Haley to Peyton. I had already had it out with Peyton this morning about her fucking Tim behind my back. My next stop was Tim's house to kick his ass for sleeping with my girlfriend.

"She had a bad night last night. Not that you would know since your drunk ass was passed out by nine. You still have some marks on your face from the sharpie!" Luke chuckled, pointing at my cheek.

"Yeah from your fucking little girlfriend or whatever the fuck New Girl is to you. You know, you have a lot of nerve to go tell Peyton all that shit. What the fuck happened to you? You used to be this badass dude that didn't give a fuck about anyone but himself and us. But now, all because of New Girl, you're betraying your friends and your own brother? What the hell man?" I asked, taking a deep drag of my cigarette. I was pissed as hell at him and I didn't even know how he knew about me and Haley.

"Shut the fuck up. You're starting to sound like Peyton."

"Well, maybe she's right! Luke, you can't just turn your back on us because you like a new girl. Girls come and go. But we've always stood by you and you know it!" I argued, fed up with my brother's attitude about this. This was a big deal. You don't just turn your back on people that are like family to you.

"Oh fuck you! You haven't stood by me! I've stood by you and Peyton and Haley. And just like I told Peyton, I've cleaned up your messed too many times to count. I'm sick of it! And after what your girlfriend did to Brooke, I have a damn good reason to turn my back on her. But I'm sure she didn't tell you about that, did she?"

"What the shit are you talking about? What'd Peyton do to New Girl?" I asked, forgetting about everything else for a moment.

"She drugged Brooke! And I don't mean gave her a line of Haley's coke or popped a few pills with the girl! She slipped something into Brooke's drink at the beginning of the night!" Lucas yelled at me.

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BPOV

"What? She drugged New Girl? Luke, I think you've really lost it! Why would Peyton drug New Girl?" I heard Nathan ask loudly as I woke up. What was he talking about? I tried to remember anything from last night but my memory was a blur. I can remember Luke picking me up, seeing Pretty Boy dressed as a Mexican cowboy, and then going upstairs to Peyton's room. What happened after that? At least I'm still clothed!

I slowly got out of bed, trying to ignore the blinding pain shooting behind my eyes. What did I do last night to feel like this? Every part of my body ached like I did some really hard physical labor. Creeping towards the hall, trying not to make a sound and let the boys know I was eavesdropping, I heard Lucas answer Nathan.

"Peyton admitted it Nate! Brooke passed out in my arms last night after telling me she had two drinks; one from me and one from Peyton. Peyton admitted she gave Brooke a drink before everyone got there with a few pills that she stole from your stash when you weren't looking because you were too fucked up to notice!

"She drugged her so Brooke would be so messed up she would forget about the stupid fucking bet you two made and sleep with me so you wouldn't have to be Brooke's slave if she won!"

Are you kidding me? That's what is wrong with me? That little bitch drugged me because she's too insecure in her relationship? I'm gonna kick her ass! Grabbing my shoes and purse off the floor of Nathan's room, I snuck out of the room and down the stairs without Lucas and Nathan seeing me. This bitch is gonna get it. But first, I need a change of clothes. I'm not about to beat some girl's ass in my nice Armani dress.

Once I got back to my house, I ran up to my room without my parents noticing me. Thank God! I would hate to explain to my parents what happened last night! I quickly slipped out of my dress, throwing on an old pair of jeans with holes in the knees and a ratty old pearl snap shirt. I buttoned it half way up, tying the bottom part up to show my belly. I threw on a pair of running shoes, grabbed my wallet, cell phone, and car keys and ran outside to my car, pulling my hair up to a messy bun as I ran. I flew out of my driveway, noticing Lucas standing on his balcony watching me. I could see Nathan behind him waving his arms in the air and yelling stop to me. I just flicked both of them off and sped up. In my rearview mirror, I saw both of them racing to Lucas' car. I could still get to Peyton's and get in a few good punches before they got there.

Pulling up to Peyton's house, I noticed Peyton's car in the driveway. Good. The bitch is home. I jumped out of my car and raced up the front steps, barging into the house without a care in the world other than to beat this bitch down.

"Peyton!" I screamed, running up the stairs to her room. I threw open her bedroom door to see her sitting in the middle of the floor in tears.

"What the fuck do you want?" she mumbled. For a moment, I was a little taken aback. This total bitch, the girl that has been so rude to me and even drugged me is sitting here crying?

"What's wrong Peyt? Upset because your little secret got out? Sad that your boyfriend is doing your best friend behind your back while you're fucking Tim? Or are you torn apart with guilt because you drugged me last night?" I asked, watching her from the doorway as she stood up and walked over to me.

"How the fuck do you know all this?" she demanded.

"Oh, honey, I've known about yours and Nathan's affairs for a while now! Lucas told me. But what he didn't tell me was that you drugged me last night. I just happened to wake up this morning and overhear him telling Nathan about it! I'm sure that's another fight you can have with Nate!" I smirked, clenching my fists.

"Why do you even care? You do realize that you mean nothing to either of them right?"

"Oh, you mean like how Nathan didn't care enough to stay faithful to you? Or how you didn't care enough to stay faithful to him? Or maybe it's that you didn't care enough to keep your best friend's interest at heart, instead deciding to make yourself feel better!" I shouted, getting ready to punch the girl.

"Fuck you," she spat.

"No, I think that's Nathan's job. Or is it Tim's? I get so confused about it!" I laughed in her face. Once that vein in her forehead popped out, I knew she was mad enough to hit me. I figured I'd beat her to it as I punched her in the face.

"You bitch!" she shouted as she lunged for me. Thankfully, I was quick. I just jumped to the side and she flew out of her bedroom, straight into Nathan's arms as he was walking in.

"What the fuck is going on?" he asked, helping Peyton stand up. She pulled herself away from him and stood in between him and Lucas.

"I was just getting a little payback for last night. Guess I'll be leaving now!" I smiled, walking past them and to the stairs. I ran to my car, trying to leave before Lucas caught up with me, knowing he would try.

"Brooke, wait!" he shouted as I was getting in the car.

"Can't, gotta go!" I yelled back, starting the car. He jumped into the passenger side, making me curse for not locking the doors quicker.

"What do you want Luke?" I asked, taking off.

"What just happened? Are you gonna tell me how you knew about that?"

"I woke up earlier and heard you and Nathan fighting. I heard you tell him that Peyton drugged me. I also heard all the other stuff that happened. You didn't have to rat everyone out just because she's a bitch Luke," I said, driving towards our houses.

"Yeah, I did. Peyton gave me this huge speech about how we were such good friends and I shouldn't turn my back on her. Nathan pretty much said the same thing this morning. But I'm not so sure they're right," he told me.

"I mean, sure, we're close. And the four of us have always been close. But it was more of them fucking up while doing whatever the hell they wanted to and me standing behind them to clean up their mess. And I'm sick of it. I'm tired of being that guy. So I pretty much told them to fuck off," he said, laughing slightly.

"Oh, so you didn't do that for me?" I asked quietly, half of me wanting him to say he did and the other half wanting him to say he didn't.

"At first, yes. But then the more I thought about it, it was time for the truth to come out. They don't realize what kind of havoc they're wreaking on their lives. I mean, partying and drinking is fun and all. But the lies and deceit is just too much for me. I can't be a part of that anymore. You know?"

"Trust me," I said, rolling my eyes, "I know more about lies and deceit than you ever want to!"