A/N: I had an idea for a story and just couldn't help myself. I was going to wait until I was finished with All I want it HER but I couldn't. This is just the prologue it's really short but I had to stop it here for effect. The first chapter of the story has been posted as well and it is longer. This story takes place somewhere in season 2. Not everything that happened in the show has happened in this story. Felix and Anna never happened. Haley and Nathan may or may not be married but there will be no Chris so they will be together in this story. Okay well here it is and I hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own One Tree Hill, if I did Felix would never have existed and Brooke and Lucas would have ended up together in the season finale.

Prologue

Total monotony, that was his life now and it had been that way for a week now. Everyday was the same thing. He wished that for once something would be different, he wished that for once she would acknowledge his presence. Maybe she would finally open her eyes and smile at him. He didn't even care if she woke up just to yell at him, he just wanted her back.

Everyday he would make his way to the hospital and sit beside her bed. He would hold her hand and talk to her, tell her about everything she was missing in hopes she would wake up. She hadn't so far, but he wouldn't give up. He knew that she would wake up eventually and when she did he had to be there to finally see the sparkle in her eyes again. Sometimes he would beg her to open her eyes when the waiting got to be too much; it didn't help. No matter how many times he asked her to do it she never complied. It made him smile sometimes, it would be just like her to ignore his requests just to annoy him; but then he would realize that she wasn't playing with him, that this was all real. She wasn't pretending to be asleep to get a rise out of him. She wasn't going to crack a smile and start laughing when he got annoyed with her. He could pretend all he wanted that she was just sleeping but the truth was that she was in a coma and she wasn't going to be waking up, at least not anytime soon.

On the good days he would realize this fact quickly and continue talking to her still form. It was the only thing keeping him sane. On the bad days he wouldn't grasp the concept as quickly. He wouldn't admit that she was lying in a hospital bed, he would act like everything was okay. It was the bad days that worried his friends, it was those days that he would either shut down completely or become angry.

Those were the days when he needed her the most.

A/N 2: SO here is the beginning. The next chapter will explain what happened.