Four Months Earlier:
"Do you, Lucas Eugene Scott, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife? In sickness and in health, until death parts you?"
"I do" He replied smiling. I looked up and into his eyes. I could feel the love we felt for each other around us.
"Do you, Brooke Penelope Davis, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband? In sickness and in health, until death parts you?"
"I do" I said, smiling.
"You may kiss the bride"
That was our wedding, it was simple. I wore white, he wore black. Haley was my maid of honor, Nathan his best man. My father wasn't there to give me away, so Mouth, being a great guy did that. Lucas's little sister was there sitting front row with Karen. She was only five months old, little Grace Scott.
Lucas and I honeymooned in Key West. It wasn't exotic, but that didn't matter, we had each other. Besides, we barely left the room anyway. Those were the happiest moments. When we got back to Tree Hill, Lucas and I got our own apartment. It was little, but it was ours.
He had decided that he was going to commute to UNC-Chapel Hill. I didn't fight him on this; after all, I was going to a small fashion school the same distance in the other direction. I also knew how much he wanted to be there for his mom and Gracie.
In retrospect, I guess this is what killed him, the commute. He died driving down the highway to get to class. He wasn't speeding and he wasn't hit in some freak accident. His heart gave out, and HCM took his life. I remember the call when it first happened. They didn't even need to say anything, I knew.
His funeral was held just two days later. The day, matched my mood. The clouds hung low, as if they were mourning for Lucas, as if they knew what greatness and potential the world had just lost.
As people filed in, I saw that Lucas was loved far more than I could have ever guessed. People I had only met once were there, mourning by my side. Drops fell from the sky randomly, as the heavens cried for the young life that had been taken so suddenly and given to them.
His grave would be next to Keith's grave, and if he had his choice, that is where he would have wanted it. He and Keith would now be together forever.
As I walked to the front of the crowd to deliver my eulogy, I looked through my tear filled eyes to the people who stood before me. Karen and Grace, Nathan, Haley, their little boy Ryan, Whitey and Mouth. Dan and Deb came too, as did Peyton and Rachel. All with theirs eyes full of tears and their hearts feeling heavy.
"When I vowed to love Lucas until death parted us, I never would have guessed that death would take him so soon." I started, tears falling down my cheeks and my voice choking up. "He was one of the kindest people I had ever met, and I look out now and I see all of you, and I realize how loved he was. I will miss Lucas until the day that I die, and forever more. I remember when we first got engaged and he said to me, 'Brooke, our love will never die. I know we are still young and you can wait a while to answer my proposal if you need to, but I know that our love will last longer than our lives ever could.' I am so glad that I didn't wait to say yes and that I got the chance to celebrate our love. Lucas, I'll love you for eternity." I walked over to his coffin and kissed it gently.