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A/N: I swear it's been so long. I'm trying my best though. I hope you all enjoy. Reviews keep me going.
Summary: This is my version of what will happen after the episode of July 18, 2008. It does involve Jack, Carly, Holden, Lily, Dusty, and Paul.
Lily was beside herself; near hysterics actually. There was an insurmountable grief taking hold of her heart and squeezing it with such tightness that a deep pain was felt. There were tears falling down her eyes as her breathing became even more rapid than before. She was holding herself and a picture; rocking back and forth finding no comfort in how lonely she felt.
The house was empty. The sky turned dark. There was a chill in the room. She was sitting near the wall beside the fireplace which gave no warmth to the cold that was deep within her.
She had just found out that her husband and best friend had been having an affair. She didn't understand how she could be so blind. Maybe because she actually believed in the sanctimony of marriage that she didn't see the signs that were obviously thrown at her face.
It hurt.
It hurt so much when she saw Carly standing in front of her house that she was determined to run down the women. But she didn't. Why? She didn't do the dreaded deed that was caused by pain, rage, and blame because she suddenly thought of her kids, her mom, her other friends, and Jack. It wouldn't be fair to them.
So she decided to deal with the pain. She would let herself come to a conclusion that she didn't want, but had to make. She made a plan to not let the others feel the horrible emotion of betrayal, but it was too late. Things just didn't go to plan. She knew Jack had to find out, but she didn't want Luke too – well, at least not from someone else. She didn't want Luke's relationship with his father to change just because he had an affair. But she knew that wouldn't matter. Luke made up his mind. In his thoughts, Holden was no longer the father to look up to. He was just a man who tore his mother's heart apart.
Luke had just left the house. Being alone here wasn't so pretty for Lily. This was the home that she and Holden shared together as husband and wife. Now, it was just hers and her children since signing those divorce papers and making that man move out.
She started to stare and stare into the picture of Holden that was in her hand. Why? She threw the photograph aside as she screamed in frustration and disbelief. She pulled her knees closer to her stomach and wrapped her arms tighter around them. She felt sick. She felt wronged. She was heartbroken.
The tears kept on falling; soaking whatever makeup was left on her face. The salty water both washed away some of the anger and stung her with more pain. She was bawling. She was crying because she lost two people in her life: her husband, and her best friend. It's their fault! She began to rock even faster back and forth; back and forth. Her body was quivering as the tears started fall even harder than before.
Why? Why? Why?
TBC
End-note: I hope you all enjoyed this short one. Reviews appreciated!