I do not own BH90210. If I did, it would've ended the way it was truly supposed to. So this is the only way I know to make it right.
Chapter 1
When he'd pulled into the lot earlier, his rental car was the only one there. He'd been sitting and staring out the window, thinking about his life and all of the people in it. The reason he was back weighed on his heart, but he had to admit to himself that it was good to be back.
Looking up, he realized that the parking lot was now full and people were moving all around him.
Despite the fact that he took in everyone that attended, his eyes did not leave one person.
She tried to stay collected, but he knew her better than anyone. He knew her heart was broken over the loss of her father. He wanted to stand beside her and give her hand a squeeze, to let her know, everything was okay.
He knew better.
They hadn't spoken since that day she was at West Beverly High School and he hadn't heard from her since. He tried to call her several times, but only got her voice mail. He never left a message. The view of her was cut off due to someone hugging her. When the person pulled away and revealed herself, he looked away for a second before looking back at the two women who had turned his world upside down. He shared a son with Kelly, but his very being belonged with Brenda. He knew that now. If he hadn't jumped the gun when he learned about his past life and psyched himself to believe it was Kelly when it was in fact Brenda all along.
Lost in his thoughts, he suddenly realized it had been at least ten minutes since the last person headed into the church. He looked at the watch and knew he had to go in. He had to face everyone, his friends, the mother of his only son and the woman who had brought him back to life after Antonia died. He had a promise to keep to Cindy Walsh. Nodding his head to agree with the promise, he walked up the steps and opened the door to the church.
He walked down the aisle toward the open casket. His eyes locking only on Cindy Walsh and no one else. He stepped up to the podium and began to speak.
Even as he spoke, he felt the shocked stares of everyone in the room. But two stares in particular Dylan McKay knew all too well.
"My relationship with Jim Walsh over the years has been anything but easy. There were times in the past that he and I would disagree just because we could. There were times that he made me so angry all I could think about was getting away. Away from him, and away from anyone that had the power to hurt me because of my love for them.." He glanced at Brenda when he said this. "I cared so much for him, so much about him, that his disappointment destroyed a piece of me. I've spent the past few years of my life thinking about the man Jim Walsh was, about the father, the husband, the friend he was. Never in my life have I witnessed such a love for family as when I watched Jim with his. He put Cindy, Brenda and Brandon before everything else, giving up opportunities others only dream of for the happiness of his family. And because they were happy, he was. It really was as simple as that. Jim wasn't afraid to put his whole being into loving and being loved by those he cared about. I truly hope, with all of my heart, he knew how much I loved him. How much we all loved him. I hope he knows what a difference he made in the lives of so many of us. I hope he knows that he was like a father to me, and like a son, I loved him." Dylan's voice cracked and his eyes began to tear as he said the last words.
"Bren, why didn't you tell us he was coming?" asked Brandon whispering in Brenda's ear once Dylan left the podium.
"I didn't know." she answered staring out, "I haven't spoken to him in months."
"You expect me to believe that Brenda?"
"Believe what you want Brandon. But Dylan was like a son to dad too you know." she snapped quietly.
Cindy whispered, "Brenda had nothing to do with this. I did."
Brandon looked at his mother wide-eyed, and before he could say another word, she cut him to the chase, "Your sister is right. Which is why I asked him to give the eulogy."
Dylan sat beside Kelly who turned to him and before she could say a word, he whispered, "Cindy asked me to come. So before you go and blame Brenda, don't."
"You expect me to believe that?" she hissed under her breath
"Yes." Dylan said without looking at her. He left out that he also came to LA to go over custody issues with her. But it wasn't the right time. His arrival was like a match starting a fire, and right now, things needed to cool down before they got worse.
