Tiny little update as I haven't written any of this in a while. Hope it satisfies and there will be more soon...

Four months later…

Lucas woke up and was surprised to find the bed empty. He screwed his eyes against the bright sunlight burning through the room. Then he realised what had woken him. Lindsey stood with her back towards him and the wardrobe doors were open. She wasn't being quiet and she was taking all of her clothes out and putting them in a suitcase, resting where she slept on the bed.

"What the hell are you doing?" Lucas asked sitting up. She didn't look at him but continued to pack.

"I'm leaving you," Lindsey said simply. She shut the wardrobe and turned to the draws. By this time Lucas had thrown a shirt on and stood, looking at her.

"You're not serious?" he said bewildered.

"No, you're not," Lindsey said. "Serious, I mean, about me. I see the way you look at me. And then I see the way you look at her. I'm not a fool and I have too much self respect to stay with someone who becomes increasingly jealous of another man. You look at Nick and wish you were him. You feel a cold stab of jealousy when you occasionally see Peyton kiss him. I know you do. So I'm leaving."

"Lindsey," Lucas said slowly. "I married you. I chose you. I love you."

"I know you love me," she said, her eyes swimming with tears. "That's never been the problem Luke. But however much you love me, you love her just that little bit more."

"Lindsey," he repeated in a soft voice. He reached for her and held her face cupped between two hands. She had no choice except to look into his eyes. "Don't do this. Stay with me."

"I can't," she whispered. "I will always care for you and value these months we had together. Even though I know you wished I could be someone else most of the time." She kissed his cheek and his hands fell away instantly. She pulled her engagement and wedding rings off, holding them out to him. He took them both and looked at the metal circles sadly.

"I will miss you and tree hill," Lindsey said. "Honestly. Bye Lucas." Lindsey looked at him once more and his mid felt empty. He could think of nothing to say to make her stay. The door swung shut behind his wife and he could do nothing but stare at the wood grain. He had no idea how long he stood there, staring at the closed door. It was a long time before he moved, the rings cutting circles in his clenched fist.

Bit unsure which direction this is going to go in but more when its written...