Four Years Before:

"What the hell are you doing? Nathan?" Haley James Scott watched as her then husband, Nathan Scott packed every item he owned in their apartment. She had no idea what he was doing, seeming as they weren't leaving for college for another two and a half months. Nathan Scott was never one to do things or plan things ahead of time, never. "Nathan, would you please answer me?"

Haley had to admit, he seemed kind of angry. They hadn't fought lately, which is why Haley thought that things were even more peculiar. Usually when they had big blowouts Nathan or Haley would stay at Haley's best friend and Nathan's brother Lucas' house, but only for one night and they never brought all of their things. She continued to watch him pack in silence; he got frustrated every once in awhile when things wouldn't fit properly or when he dropped something. "Can you like, give me some space please Haley? I'm feeling a little claustrophobic at the moment."

"What the hell is your problem?" Haley snapped; quite frankly she was pissed off at Nathan. "All I'm trying to do, is get one fucking answer out of you and you're standing here packing your stuff! What am I supposed to do, go shopping with Brooke right now? Honest to God Nathan."

Nathan sighed and stopped packing for a minute, knowing he had a lot to explain. "I'm leaving for Duke, Haley. I took the scholarship. I know we talked about it, and I know I decided not to take it even though you very kindly, and graciously offered to come with me, but I know it's not your dream. And it's not my dream, to drag you along with me somewhere where you'll be unhappy. Which I know you wouldn't show, but you'd grow depressed over the years Haley trust me."

"I still don't understand what you're trying to tell me, Nathan. Are you leaving me?"

"You go to Stanford Haley, and I'll go to Duke. We'll both get our dreams. It works both ways, alright? My dad said-"

"Your dad?" Haley scoffed. "You're listening to Dan Scott now?"

"He may be an asshole, but he's a smart son of a bitch."

Haley burst out laughing; she felt like checking the drawers for drugs at that moment.

"Look Hales," Nathan said walking towards her. "I know we agreed to go to the same colleges, but this will work out. I'll be a Blue Devil, and you'll be a... uh, Stanford graduate. We'll both get our dreams, and we'll see how it goes from there."

At first Haley was just in hysterics; she laughed a little bit, then cried a little bit, then laughed some more, then cried some more. But then it truly hit her; her husband, Nathan Scott, the love of her life and the person and the thing that meant the most to her, was leaving her. Finally she understood Peyton Sawyer a hell of a lot more, people always leave. She felt herself collapsing underneath herself, breaking down into a dozen sobs. Nathan watched as his helpless wife broke down for the first time in front of him. Sure, he'd seen her upset and he'd seen her cry, but he'd never seen anything as gut-wrenching as this.

He wanted to take her in his arms, and whisper into her ear that everything would be okay. But to be honest, he didn't know whether they would be or not. He chose the easy way out for supposedly the both of him; he grabbed his stuff, and left.

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Two Days Later:

The weather outside, pouring rain, thunder and lightening. Haley sat inside the apartment she once shared with her husband, curled up into a ball on the couch clutching her hot chocolate. She hadn't been out of the apartment once since he left, and she hadn't made contact with anyone of her friends. She was too afraid of the memories, and she knew that they'd want to talk to her about it, which was the last thing she wanted.

Haley knew she'd have to leave the apartment sooner or later, since she was so worried about the memories coming back to life, which they already were. The good and the bad were running through her mind like dozen joggers. She thought about their first and second weddings; the first was at their "spot", at the beach in a flower-covered field. It was beautiful, but that memory was foggy since their spot was no longer as beautiful as it once was, it was now covered with a mansion.

Their most recent wedding was amazing, they were surrounded by friends and family; except for her parents and siblings. When Haley tracked her parents down and invited them, they said, "We've already seen it once, do we really need to see it again?" Haley was so thrilled about their support and enthusiasm.

She stopped herself, realizing that reliving the memories was only going to hurt herself more. Haley got off the couch, poured the hot chocolate down the sink, rinsed the cup, and replaced the hot chocolate with Nathan's vodka, which was rarely opened. She mixed it with Coke, which wasn't as appealing as Nathan made it out to be, but she didn't care. She needed something to make her feel better, and alcohol seemed to be the perfect choice.

Two minutes later, she made the call she knew she'd regret.

"Hello?" He answered groggily.

She sniffled, and sighed. "N-Nathan what d-did I do wrong? I-I thought I was a gooood wife, you know?" She slurred her words a little bit, she almost sounded like a little girl. "I woulda given you the wooooooooorld, but you didn't let me. I would of sold everything, j-just to make your dreams come true. I love you! N-no, I hate you, screw you, you're mean!" She hung up, instantly regretting making the phone call.

Five Days Later:

Lucas, Brooke, Peyton, Mouth, Skills, Bevin, and even Rachel had all stopped by to check on Haley. They were all pissed off at Nathan, beyond pissed off. Nathan tried calling each and every one of them, even Rachel, and they all refused to talk to him. Lucas was the only one who did, but he ranted off about how much of a jackass he was. Haley felt bad; she didn't want everyone hating on Nathan for something that went down between the two of them, but at the same time she felt happy, like she had "won". But she knew that wasn't right, that she hadn't won anything, she had lost the best thing ever.

Haley had made her way out of the apartment. Well, once. She drove by the rivercourt, hoping to see him playing. But she knew he wouldn't be, and she really didn't know why she bothered considering she was trying to get rid of all the memories, not to mention she was just hurting herself even more by getting her hopes up. Haley believed that she was starting to turn crazy, that maybe without Nathan she needed to be living in a mental hospital, not their apartment. "I'm crazy, I'm crazy, I'm crazy." Haley would continue to repeat to herself.

Once again, Haley was huddled up inside watching the rain pouring down. She had always loved the rain, as did Nathan. It was sort of their thing; they planned on even going to London, England for their honeymoon; even though numerous times people reminded them it rained there a lot. Those plans were interrupted by a car accident, but it all worked out anyway since it would have cost a lot of money.

Haley continued staring out the window, not exactly knowing what she was waiting for. Actually, she did, but she didn't want to admit it, not even to herself. Her thoughts were interrupted by the vibration of her phone; she picked up the phone, even though it was an unrecognizable number. "Hello?"

"Hales, it's me."

Haley paused, unable to respond. It was him, he was calling her. She felt angry, confused, hurt, amongst other things. She knew that it was really only fair since she called him five days before, drunk out of her mind, but she still felt it wasn't right since he knew she was drunk at that time and he obviously wasn't. "What do you want?"

"Well I wanted to call and check up, and see how you're doing," he said. "Is that a crime?"

"How do you think I'm doing, Nathan? My husband left me."

On the other end, Nathan quietly sighed. He knew he'd hurt her, and there were no words to describe how much he regretted his decision. He thought what he was doing was the right thing, that they would both be getting their dreams, but he'd obviously screwed up big time. "I'm sorry Haley. I really didn't want to hurt you, but-"

"Leave me alone Nathan, you did this." Haley ended the call. For the seventh day in a row, she cried herself to sleep.

A/N: So this is my first story... ever on Fanfiction. Please, leave me some reviews... they're much appreciated. Can I just admit, I'm only twelve, turning thirteen... technically I'm not supposed to be on here, I realize that, but I have a passion for writing and it kind of sucks that there's an age limitation for this... but obviously I don't care! I hope you don't hate me now because I'm a "youngter", please, leave my age aside and just read the stories!