Ghost of You
Part 6-
Two days had past since Tracy threw Luke out. Two days and Tracy couldn't find the strength in her to go to him and admit her wrongs. That morning Tracy wished she could've just stayed in bed and shut the world out. Shut out the pain and pretend that everything was okay and that her world hadn't been turned completely upside down. But she knew that wasn't possible. Today was the day that they would pay their last respects to her father and he would disappear into the ground. But as always the thought and ghost of him would follow her until it was her time to go as well. Tracy had to push herself to get dressed and most of all to walk into the church where the funeral would be held. Tracy looked around the room, seeing old and new faces of friends and family. It was still early and people were still arriving. She watched as Dillon found his way up to her and then pulled her into a hug. Tracy held tight to her youngest son, her baby boy.
"If you need anything, I'm here for you." Dillon whispered into his mother's ear. He knew she was hurting and even when he was a little boy he hated seeing anyone hurt, especially her.
"I know darling, I know." Tracy whispered back. They pulled aprt when Dillon noticed Luke walk into the church. Tracy followed Dillon's gaze and turned around to see Luke looking straight back at her. Their eyes locked and never left the other's as Luke walked towards her. Tracy tried to look away but it was as though a spell had been cast upon her. Dillon decided it best to leave them to talk alone and went to go find Georgie.
"I know you probably don't want me here but I thought it would be wrong not to." Luke said inside hoping she would talk to him.
"No, I'm...um.. I'm glad you came. I wanted to talk to you." Tracy replied trying to ignore the thoughts inside telling her to run, hide, and shut him and everyone else out. Luke gave a small relieved smile.
"Really? Me too...uh, ladies first." Luke said with a smile with a hint of a smirk.
"Oh so you pick now to be chivalrous, isn't that typical Luke Spencer." Tracy said with a hint of a smile. How did he do that, she wondered, how did he make her want to smile and laugh at the most inappropriate moments. Luke shrugged in response with a sparkle in his eye that Tracy couldn't help but notice. Tracy drew in a deep breath and began to talk but as soon as she opened her mouth the priest announced that the funeral was beginning and for everyone to take their seats. Tracy sat between Luke and Dillon with Georgie seated next to him. Finally it came to be time for the eulogy. Alan stood up and walked up to the front and turned to face everyone.
"My father," Alan began but started to get choked up and teary eyed. His eyes searched the crowd. His eyes shortly found Tracy's and a knowing look went between them. Tracy stood up and took Alan's place at the front while he sat back down. Tracy took a deep breath as she started.
"Edward Quartermaine may not have been the most fair and affectionate man but he was a good person deep down. He was one of the most brilliant businessmen in the world and he loved his job. But he loved something more and that was my mother Lila and his family. I remember hardly ever seeing him when I was little but that was because he was building a legacy that his family could be proud of and prosper from. From time to time we barely got along and said some terrible things to each other but there was always a sense of respect and below that, love. Before he died I got the privilege of spending one last moment with him. His last words to me were "I was wrong" and a long time ago I would've been overjoyed to hear him say that to me of all people. But now I realize that he wasn't wrong. He was just doing what he thought was best. Because of him and the way he raised and treated me I was and am able to survive almost anything. And that's all my father really wanted, for his family to survive and we will." Tracy sat down again back in her seat. She and Luke shared a look. A knowing, understanding, look of love. Luke put his arm around her and Tracy gave him a smile. For the first time in her life Tracy felt as though truly everything would end up perfect and as the way it was meant to be.
The End.
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