Imagines/oneshots Book 1

84. Lance tucker - tired eyes (part 3)

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Song: not warriors by waterparks
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I sat against the hood of Lance's car and watched him walk across the parking lot with our coffees. My arms were crossed and I shivered at the fresh fall weather. It was slightly foggy out and left everything in a sad looking haze. He smirked at me as he handed me my drink.

"Hot and bitter, just like you."

I raised the cup to him and took and sip.

"I'd guess what kind you got but last I checked asshole wasn't a coffee flavor."

He just rolled his eyes and walked to the passenger door if the car, tossing me the keys when I turned to look at him.

"We best get going."

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The car ride was quiet other than the radio barely playing 'the hits of the 70s and 80s.' neither of us talked as I drove to the cemetery up town. When we got there I stopped at the office to check the directory before driving off the find our daughters grave. As I pulled up and parked Lance grabbed my hand suddenly.

"I know it was my idea to come but I don't think I can actually do this."

"Why not? It's not like you actually knew her."

He looked at me through bloodshot eyes and I took pitty on him. He let go of my hand and got out of the car without another word. I took a deep breath before following suit and walking across the lawn to my little girls grave. When we came up to it I smiled down at her.

"Hey baby, I brought you a visitor,"

I kneeled down and scooted the small toys off the plate rested in the ground.

"I know you never knew him but it's your dad. He asked to see you, he must care a little but right?"

I smiled through watering eyes and looked up at Lance who was visibily trying not to cry. I grabbed his hand.

"Sit with me Lance, I promise she's not gonna talk back."

He looked at me like I made an outlandish comment.

"Me in the other hand is a different story."

I winked at him before he decided to kneel next to me. I watched him as he ran his hand over her in-ground head Stone.

"Leah grace Tucker."

He smiled at me and I watched as s tear slipped down his cheek, him wiping it away as fast as he could like it was never there.

He looked back at the headstone and nodded his head.

"Would you mind leaving me alone with her for a minute?"

My eyes went wide but softened as I realized what he was probably going to do. I rubbed his back reassuringly.

"Yeah, take as much time as you need, I'll be in the car when you're done."

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I sat in the car and looked around at the trees and wild deer walking through the open cemetery. It was beautiful to watch and kept my mind if the reason we were here. I jumped when the door opened next to me and Lance got settled in, sniffling and wiping his face with his jacket sleeve. He nodded before looking at me.

"I think after some much needed conversation she is willing to forgive me. But,"

He said.

"With some much needed trust earned. We agreed on me coming back a couple times a month to get to know her better. She also said that she admires you but you need to start letting her death go, she's proud of you for coming so far but her memory isn't going anywhere but maybe you need to be."

I listened carefully and tried not to get what he said affect me but I couldn't. I let one tear slio and was all of a sudden a weeping mess. It wasn't a bad cry though, and Lance could tell that. I was smikit and laughed a little at what he had said to me, through the tears of course. I nodded yes to him and let him hug me for the first time since I found out I was pregnant almost ten years ago. When we pulled back he moved some hairs out of my face and kissed my forehead.

"She takes so much after you ya know?"

I laughed and smacked his chest.

"I know she didn't actually say all of that but I think you're right."

I looked down at my lap.

"I am?"

I nodded.

"It's time to move on, I mean the only reason I still love in this town is I can visit her if I'm feeling sad or reminiscent or think she'd like it. Which is stupid, it's been ten years and I'm still going in circles here."

He placed his hand on my shoulder and I looked at him.

"I've gotta go Lance."

"So go y/n."

I looked at him sympathetically.

"I'll make you a deal, you keep your promise to visit her a few times a month and at the beginning of the new year I will pack up and move on."

He smiled at me and offered his hand.

"Deal."

"Now, we just have to find a way for you to keep up your end if the bargain."

I winked at him and started the car, driving off, and back home to the gym and the little corner store and all the creatures wandering around it. Who knows, if I can get him to keep his promise to our daughter maybe he can get me to keep mine when January rolls around.