Fic: Secrets (Behind the Scenes) (L/V) (NC-17) (part 5)
Title: Secrets (Behind the Scenes) part 5
Author: synful_trixx
Pairing/Character: Logan/Veronica (Logan POV)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: It started with a secret that turned into two and spiralled her life out of her control.
Spoilers/Warnings: Eventually there will be spoilers for season two, but not as of yet. Spoilers for the complete first season. The fic will eventually be NC-17 for sexual content.
Word Count: 3782
Any Author's Notes: This part is from Logan’s POV. The next part will be from Lilly’s POV. Then back to Veronica. Totally a departure from the norm for me. I don't do dialogue! Thanks to cinaminsweet for the beta!
Previous Parts
“No. You’re not taking her anywhere else.” I tried to keep my voice firm as I held the cell phone to my ear. Lilly had some disastrous plan to take Veronica to some frat party. Yah right, over my dead body.
“Logan, you already know she likes you, she’s trying to walk on the wild side! Let her inner freak come out!” Lilly’s perky voice grated across my nerves.
“No. You want a party; let me organize a fire tonight, Dog Beach. No frat parties Lilly.” I couldn’t keep the jealousy out of my voice. Lilly had definitely taught me, less distraction was better.
“Fine. Dog Beach. Boy Logan, you’re totally doing the whole possessive thing on her aren’t you?” Lilly’s voice held scorn and a little bit of something else, something I couldn’t put my finger on.
“You taught me well Lill’, I’ve learned my lesson.” I leaned my head back on the couch closing my eyes, rubbing the bridge of my nose. I couldn’t help how defeated my voice sounded in that moment.
Silence sounded down the line, before I heard her sigh. A deep resounding sigh that caused my brow to wrinkle in confusion.
“Lilly?” I questioned softly, years of being her sometimes boyfriend, and always friend, told me something was up.
“You don’t have to doubt her Logan. She’s nothing like me, no matter her paternity.” Lilly’s voice was as defeated as my own had been minutes before. “I take back what I said. Don’t play Duncan, screw passive aggressive. Just be yourself, you guys are perfect together.” She disconnected the call before I had a chance to respond.
Staring at the phone I can’t help but wonder what the hell Lilly’s up too. There’s no way she’d be endorsing the one thing about me that used to drive her up the wall.
I shook my head and decided to make some phone calls. I had a bon fire to plan.
~~~
Three kegs, twenty phone calls, and one shower later, I was on the beach waiting eagerly for them to appear. The party’s going strong, lots of drunk people milling around, semi drunk people too, but I can’t help the way my heart quickens at the thought of her.
Veronica Mars.
“You’re thinking about her again aren’t you?” The question comes from my left, and momentarily pulls me out of my thoughts.
“How can you guess?” I turn to face Duncan, beer in hand, sipping slowly from the bottle.
“I recognize the look.” He grinned at me for a moment before his smile slowly slipped. “Lilly told me… you know why I broke up with her.” He glanced down at the sand beneath his feet and I can’t help but feel just a little bit sorry for him.
“Lilly told me.” My voice is quiet, I don’t want to make him feel worse, but if it does in fact turn out they aren’t related, I’m not giving her up without a fight.
“It won’t change anything.” Duncan’s voice was just as soft as mine. “The only thing it changes is how screwed up it is that you’ve dated both my sisters.” He grinned for a moment and I couldn’t help but match it. That was pretty fucked up. “Isn’t there supposed to be a rule about friends dating friends sisters? I’m pretty certain it was in the rule book.” He slapped me on the back as I choked on my beer. Bastard.
“If you want to retaliate by dating Trina I don’t mind at all.” I grinned as he grimaced. HA! Take that Duncan! I shook my head for a moment, silliness aside. “If it turns out you aren’t related…” I let the question linger in the air, unsure of how to continue.
“Like I said,” he paused, searching for the right words. “It doesn’t change anything. I didn’t handle the break up so well the first time, and us? Veronica and I, we were over when I chose to ignore her instead of giving her an answer.” He shook his head again, glancing down at his feet once again. “Just… treat her right okay? Don’t lie; don’t run away from whatever she lays on you. She’d never forgive that.” Parting wisdom as he turned and made his way around the fire.
Thanks Duncan, I’m pretty certain I’d already figured that out.
The conversation was enough to distract me from watching for her, enough for Lilly and Veronica to be making their way silently towards me without my realising it. Shaking off the sudden need to beat my chest and drag her into the nearest shrubbery I made my way towards them.
I met her gaze bathed in firelight, refusing to look away. Eye on the ball Logan, eye on the ball. I grabbed an extra beer and made my way towards them, handing it to Lilly and wrapping my arm around Veronica’s shoulders.
“Veronica, wasn’t expecting to see you quite so soon.” I was grinning like a fool, I know, but she’s here, with me, touching me, and I just can’t help myself.
“Lilly’s idea.” Disappointment flashed across my features and her answering laugh made me smile a little. Saucy Minx. “But it was definitely a good one.” I kissed her cheek at that, wrapping my other arm around Lilly. Smart and saucy, I could definitely get used to someone who could give as good as she got.
“So what kind of trouble are my two favourite girls going to be getting up to tonight?” I smirked at both of them, teasing out right, hoping for another laugh. Veronica has the sexiest laugh.
“Drunken debauchery. You know, the usual.” Lilly laughed as she shrugged off my arm, making her way around the fire to a group of 09er boys, leaving us alone.
“I’m glad you decided to come.” Keeping my voice low so that we wouldn’t be over heard, I hugged her a little, inhaling her scent. God I love her perfume.
“Lilly didn’t give me much choice, but I’m kind of glad I did too.” Standing up on tiptoe she placed a gentle kiss on my chin, sweet. I closed my eyes for a moment savouring the moment. “Good thing it’s a Friday!” She laughed as we watched Lilly begin chugging beers.
Sitting in silence had never felt so good. We watched Lilly getting more and more intoxicated, sitting close together, me nursing a beer, and Veronica dangling Lilly’s keys between her fingers. I can’t help but wonder what she’d do if I pulled her out to the Xterra right now, laid her out, willing and open to me and took her cherry right there. I’m rock hard and aching at the thoughts swirling around in my head. I won’t do it. Not that, maybe have her open and willing in the back seat, my mouth fairly waters at the thought of tasting her again, but her cherry’s for another time. A time when over a hundred drunk 09’ers aren’t liable to come banging on my window to find out where I disappeared too. Veronica deserves to lose her cherry in the right place, preferably somewhere with a bed.
I grin slightly to myself; I’m such a girl. Drama Queen Echolls, but Veronica, she deserves something special. Someone special. The doubts are creeping in and I’m fighting just to keep them at bay. There’s no way I can make her happy, give her what she needs. Not me, Lilly Kane’s fucked up ex.
Veronica stands, drawing me out of my thoughts, apologizing before heading towards Lilly. I can’t take my eyes off her, the way her hair flashes silver and orange in the firelight, the way her nose scrunches up when she’s yelling to catch Lilly’s attention. The hurt flashing across her face… the hurt on her face.
I can see the first tear sliding down her cheek and I know I have to catch up to her, no matter the head start she has on me. Good thing her legs are short. A few running steps and I’m behind her, listening to her sniffle as she wipes the tears away. I gently touch her shoulder and barely manage to dodge the elbow aimed at my face.
“Veronica? You okay?” My voice is soft and hesitant, but I can’t let her walk away, can’t let her brush me aside like I know she’s going to try and do. “Did Lilly say something?” This odd feeling of disquiet settles inside me. Lilly was so odd on the phone today, maybe she really isn’t okay with Veronica and I.
I’m so lost in thought I almost miss the next thing Veronica says. “Doesn’t she always?” Her voice is choked, harsh with the tears she’s trying to hold back.
I stare at her for a moment and I can’t help it, my curiosity gets the better of me. “Did she say something about… us?” My voice is lower, if Lilly double-crossed me I’m going to murder her slowly, I’m going to make her suffer. I try to pull Veronica closer, but she’s pulling away from me.
Stumbling in the sand as she pushes me, glaring, brushing angrily at the tears on her cheeks. “Not everything is about you Logan. Get over yourself.” She’s moving away quickly and I can’t seem to pull myself together.
“I was just asking Veronica, don’t get all defensive. If it wasn’t about me, what did she say that got you so upset? Why are you crying? Talk to me Veronica, don’t run.” I can remember Duncan’s softly voiced wisdoms on the dating of Veronica Mars, and I’m terrified if I let her go right now, I’m never going to see her again. It’ll be over.
She shook off my hands, stepped away from me, anger still twisting her features. “Drop it Logan, it’s none of your business.” Veronica stalked off in a huff, but I had to say something, something to make this better… or at least let her know that I care.
“You’re my business Veronica.” She didn’t pause, didn’t turn, didn’t check to see if I was following her. Which of course I was going too, no way I was letting her out of my sight, at night, where anyone could grab her.
I barely managed to stay out of sight as she searched for Lilly, obviously coming up empty. Lilly’s SUV wasn’t where she had parked it; spare keys really do come in handy. I’m pretty certain Veronica really doesn’t want to find Lilly now. Not after too many beers and too many boys, god knows where she ended up.
I’m about fifteen feet away when I hear Veronica gasp, I can see the silver glint of metal through the trees. Lilly’s SUV, apparently, and Veronica didn’t like what she’d found.
I stare through the bushes for a moment, trying to grasp the fact that it’s Weevil’s bike parked beside the SUV, that Lilly and Weevil are stumbling out of the back seat, and Lilly looks just a little too pleased with herself. Seriously, I can’t be too surprised. Weevil had sort of told me what was going on down at the beach, he’d hinted, but here? Where they could be caught? This was daring even for Lilly.
Too far away to hear the conversation, I can’t help but clench my fists when I see Veronica hop on the back of Weevil’s bike, strapping the helmet on and taking off into the distance, leaving Lilly standing there gaping in shock.
Walking away would be a good idea right now, and I’m about to, when I see Lilly wiping furiously at her cheeks, scrubbing at the tears coursing down her pale cheeks. I can’t just leave her like that, not the great and fabulous Lilly Kane.
“That was a marvellous performance, was that for your sake? Or for hers?” My voice comes out thick, angry, I hadn’t even realised I was angry before I spoke. How could she do this to Veronica? The one person who loved her unconditionally.
“What do you want Logan?” Her voice is tired, defeated, and I can, once again, hear that hint of something I hadn’t been able to define in her voice before. Uncertainty. I could name it now, put my finger on it like a trapped bird under my thumb. Lilly Kane was unsure about the direction her grand plan was taking.
“Why Lilly? Just give me a reason why.” I pleaded with her, there had to be a reason she was causing those who loved her this much pain.
“She had to see. I had to make her see.” Was all she said before she was in my arms, sobbing piteously, and I really don’t know what to do. Lilly Kane doesn’t cry. Lilly Kane doesn’t cry to me.
“See what Lill? That you’re a bitch? Or that you’re human.” Words spoken softly into her hair as I kissed the crown of her head, offering what comfort I could.
“That I’m human, just like everyone else. That I have secrets too.” A truer statement had never been issued. There was more to Lilly Kane than anyone, even myself, had ever realised.
“This wasn’t the right way Lilly.” I shook her gently, trying to bring back the spark, that thing that made her who she was.
“It wasn’t, but I couldn’t think of another way.” She paused for a moment before turning her face up to me. “Rip the band-aid off quickly, it hurts less that way.”
For the first time in the long years I’d known Lilly, I finally realised something. She was fallible, human, hurt and broken just like the rest of us. Wonders never cease to amaze me. Lilly Kane was human.
~~~
A week, a whole fucking week since Lilly Kane had shocked Veronica Mars, and cried in my arms. One week without a word from Veronica. She’d managed to avoid me once again, and I was trying to do the honourable thing and give her some space, but Jesus fucking Christ! Enough already! She’d even managed to avoid me during classes, which was quite a feat, since we had three of them together.
Veronica Mars is the queen of avoidance, little witch; I’d gladly crown her myself… if only I could get close enough. To be fair she was avoiding Lilly just as much. But still! She said she wanted us to try and be together, Veronica said she wanted us to see where this led, and what does she do? Disappears into oblivion! Wench.
I’ve talked to Lilly, I’ve talked to Duncan, Veronica’s not talking at all, and I’m just not sure what to do anymore. Except maybe call in the big guns. That’s right; Logan Echolls can play just as dirty as the rest of them. I have to corner her… or better yet, find someone else to do it for me.
Heading out into the hallway I catch sight of Veronica heading into the girl’s bathroom. Perfect opportunity, or it would be if Weevil weren’t heading in after her. “Weevil!” My voice came out slightly louder than I’d intended, hopefully Veronica hadn’t heard me in the bathroom. Wouldn’t do to give the plan away. It stops Weevil anyway.
“What’s up white bread? Little busy here.” I can see the distracted look on his face. I’ve no doubt Lilly’s riding him to fix her mess. Typical Lilly.
“Don’t screw up.” Was all I said, but he seemed to understand, if the nod I got in return was any indication.
I turn towards where I know Lilly is waiting down the hall and I nod in her direction, just a slight uplift of my chin to let her know I’ve figured out what’s going on. She gives me a soft sad look before turning and walking away. Sad Lilly, not something you see everyday.
The conversation inside the girl’s bathroom is either going extremely well, or she’s murdered Weevil and is trying to figure out a way to flush the body parts down the toilet. Either way they’ve been in there far too long.
Apparently I spoke too soon, because the door is open, Weevil holding it as Veronica exits. She doesn’t look mad enough to kill, but looks can be deceiving, apparently, especially where Veronica Mars is concerned.
Falling into step beside her as she heads towards her locker, or at least that’s where I assume she’s going, since there’s nothing else in this direction. “We’re going to talk eventually you know.” I said casually, slipping into a conversation I’ve been dying to have for more than a week. Cheeky little wench.
“I know. Today?” Her voice was soft, hesitant and I couldn’t keep the surprised look off my face, I could feel it, stretching my skin taught as I looked at her. That was way too easy, she’s being way to easy about this… something is up.
“Now’s good.” Slinging an arm casually around her shoulder I continued to walk her to her locker.
“Lilly gave me some… distressing news at the party last Friday. I’m sorry I over reacted to it, to what you said. You… I’m sorry I yelled at you.” The words tumbled out of her mouth, stringing together in a jumble, blurring so it took me a minute to process exactly what she’d said. Veronica Mars had apologized to me. Dammit, that takes all the fun out of getting her to confess. Way to spoil my fun.
Apparently I looked as shocked as I felt, because her soft tinkling laugh floated around me.
“Okay… and now?” I asked hesitantly, certain she’s going to shoot my idea down. A week of avoidance kind of does that to a guy.
“Now I’m not so upset. Now I’m apologizing and you’re supposed to accept it gracefully.” She smiled up into my face, a sweet innocent smile that made my dick harden once again. Fucking hell, what is it about Veronica Mars that turns me into a walking talking hormone?
She definitely keeps me on my toes, pressing against my front before placing a gentle kiss on my lips. They tingle where she touches and I have to restrain the urge to press my fingers against them. I’m such a girl. The smile threatens to split my face in half, but I can’t help it, not when she’s smiling at me like that. Like I hung the moon and handed her the stars on a silver platter. She makes me feel ten feet tall and bullet proof. Not that I’m going to test that theory.
She isn’t someone I can resist for long, not after being ignored for the week. My lips trace hers briefly before I grab her book bag. It was what all good boyfriends, or potential boyfriends in my case do, right? “I’ll carry that.” I wanted to hold her hand, wanted to keep my arms wrapped around her, wanted to kiss her again, but I really think we should talk first. “What are you doing right now?” I asked as we headed towards her rust bucket of a car.
“Walking to my car with you?” Her voice was thick with confusion and I couldn’t help myself. I gave a loud barking laugh.
Pinching her cheek, god she’s adorable, “And after we get to your car? Are you going to get in and drive home to your house and not speak to me for the rest of the weekend? Or are you going to give in gracefully and go hang out with me?” My voice was gentle and teasing, sometimes dealing with Veronica was like dealing with a skittish horse. Soft voice and gentle hands would carry me through… or at least I hoped to god they would.
“You. I’m definitely doing you.” I smiled my wicked smile, at her confident tone.
“Doing me, Mars? I’m shocked at your language for such a good girl.” I bumped my shoulder gently into hers, letting her know I was teasing, but still, I can’t help but think about the actual doing. The way she feels under me. I’m like an addict, I’ve finally had a taste and oh god I want more.
“I’m not a good girl, Logan. I’m just drawn that way.” Laughing so hard now I have to clutch my sides, Veronica Mars no matter the clothes she wears will always be a good girl. Terribly naive and a good girl.
“I’d like to say I believe you Sugar puss, but we both know that isn’t true.” The strain of trying to control myself got to be too much, I had to give in, pressing her against the side of her car and placing a gentle kiss on her sweet cherry lips. I pulled away quickly before things got out of control, staring into her eyes, “I kind of like the fact you’re a good girl.” My voice was gentle, I didn’t want her thinking I didn’t like this new side of her. But the fact of the matter is, Veronica may be able to play dress up, she may even have hidden depths I’d yet to plumb, but… she was a good girl through and through, a marshmallow.
“Well then, we’ll have to work on getting me to behave.” My body tightened at her words, soft and sultry, barely a whisper of sound, pressing closer, needing more contact. “What did you have in mind for today?” She asked quickly, grabbing her bag out of my hands and throwing it into the back seat. So we’re going to play that way are we Mars? You tease. Fuck I love the way her mind works.
“Wanna share an ice cream soda at the local ice cream parlour?” Snark had never failed me before now, at least not with her. “How about the beach? We could go get Back-up and take him for a walk?” Breathing gently on her neck, watching the gooseflesh appear, I felt very pleased with myself. At least now I know I get to her, almost as much as she gets to me. She nodded against me, and I closed my eyes for a moment, her hair brushing the side of my face, enveloping me in her sweet smell. Get a hold of yourself Logan. “I’ll meet you there in half an hour. Go get that menace of yours and I’ll see you then.” I placed a soft kiss on her forehead. “Until then my sweet.” If I didn’t leave now I was going to throw her in the backseat of her car, voyeurs be damned. Striding towards my car I couldn’t help it.
I grinned like the fool I was.
Author: synful_trixx
Pairing/Character: Logan/Veronica (Logan POV)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: It started with a secret that turned into two and spiralled her life out of her control.
Spoilers/Warnings: Eventually there will be spoilers for season two, but not as of yet. Spoilers for the complete first season. The fic will eventually be NC-17 for sexual content.
Word Count: 3782
Any Author's Notes: This part is from Logan’s POV. The next part will be from Lilly’s POV. Then back to Veronica. Totally a departure from the norm for me. I don't do dialogue! Thanks to cinaminsweet for the beta!
Previous Parts
“No. You’re not taking her anywhere else.” I tried to keep my voice firm as I held the cell phone to my ear. Lilly had some disastrous plan to take Veronica to some frat party. Yah right, over my dead body.
“Logan, you already know she likes you, she’s trying to walk on the wild side! Let her inner freak come out!” Lilly’s perky voice grated across my nerves.
“No. You want a party; let me organize a fire tonight, Dog Beach. No frat parties Lilly.” I couldn’t keep the jealousy out of my voice. Lilly had definitely taught me, less distraction was better.
“Fine. Dog Beach. Boy Logan, you’re totally doing the whole possessive thing on her aren’t you?” Lilly’s voice held scorn and a little bit of something else, something I couldn’t put my finger on.
“You taught me well Lill’, I’ve learned my lesson.” I leaned my head back on the couch closing my eyes, rubbing the bridge of my nose. I couldn’t help how defeated my voice sounded in that moment.
Silence sounded down the line, before I heard her sigh. A deep resounding sigh that caused my brow to wrinkle in confusion.
“Lilly?” I questioned softly, years of being her sometimes boyfriend, and always friend, told me something was up.
“You don’t have to doubt her Logan. She’s nothing like me, no matter her paternity.” Lilly’s voice was as defeated as my own had been minutes before. “I take back what I said. Don’t play Duncan, screw passive aggressive. Just be yourself, you guys are perfect together.” She disconnected the call before I had a chance to respond.
Staring at the phone I can’t help but wonder what the hell Lilly’s up too. There’s no way she’d be endorsing the one thing about me that used to drive her up the wall.
I shook my head and decided to make some phone calls. I had a bon fire to plan.
~~~
Three kegs, twenty phone calls, and one shower later, I was on the beach waiting eagerly for them to appear. The party’s going strong, lots of drunk people milling around, semi drunk people too, but I can’t help the way my heart quickens at the thought of her.
Veronica Mars.
“You’re thinking about her again aren’t you?” The question comes from my left, and momentarily pulls me out of my thoughts.
“How can you guess?” I turn to face Duncan, beer in hand, sipping slowly from the bottle.
“I recognize the look.” He grinned at me for a moment before his smile slowly slipped. “Lilly told me… you know why I broke up with her.” He glanced down at the sand beneath his feet and I can’t help but feel just a little bit sorry for him.
“Lilly told me.” My voice is quiet, I don’t want to make him feel worse, but if it does in fact turn out they aren’t related, I’m not giving her up without a fight.
“It won’t change anything.” Duncan’s voice was just as soft as mine. “The only thing it changes is how screwed up it is that you’ve dated both my sisters.” He grinned for a moment and I couldn’t help but match it. That was pretty fucked up. “Isn’t there supposed to be a rule about friends dating friends sisters? I’m pretty certain it was in the rule book.” He slapped me on the back as I choked on my beer. Bastard.
“If you want to retaliate by dating Trina I don’t mind at all.” I grinned as he grimaced. HA! Take that Duncan! I shook my head for a moment, silliness aside. “If it turns out you aren’t related…” I let the question linger in the air, unsure of how to continue.
“Like I said,” he paused, searching for the right words. “It doesn’t change anything. I didn’t handle the break up so well the first time, and us? Veronica and I, we were over when I chose to ignore her instead of giving her an answer.” He shook his head again, glancing down at his feet once again. “Just… treat her right okay? Don’t lie; don’t run away from whatever she lays on you. She’d never forgive that.” Parting wisdom as he turned and made his way around the fire.
Thanks Duncan, I’m pretty certain I’d already figured that out.
The conversation was enough to distract me from watching for her, enough for Lilly and Veronica to be making their way silently towards me without my realising it. Shaking off the sudden need to beat my chest and drag her into the nearest shrubbery I made my way towards them.
I met her gaze bathed in firelight, refusing to look away. Eye on the ball Logan, eye on the ball. I grabbed an extra beer and made my way towards them, handing it to Lilly and wrapping my arm around Veronica’s shoulders.
“Veronica, wasn’t expecting to see you quite so soon.” I was grinning like a fool, I know, but she’s here, with me, touching me, and I just can’t help myself.
“Lilly’s idea.” Disappointment flashed across my features and her answering laugh made me smile a little. Saucy Minx. “But it was definitely a good one.” I kissed her cheek at that, wrapping my other arm around Lilly. Smart and saucy, I could definitely get used to someone who could give as good as she got.
“So what kind of trouble are my two favourite girls going to be getting up to tonight?” I smirked at both of them, teasing out right, hoping for another laugh. Veronica has the sexiest laugh.
“Drunken debauchery. You know, the usual.” Lilly laughed as she shrugged off my arm, making her way around the fire to a group of 09er boys, leaving us alone.
“I’m glad you decided to come.” Keeping my voice low so that we wouldn’t be over heard, I hugged her a little, inhaling her scent. God I love her perfume.
“Lilly didn’t give me much choice, but I’m kind of glad I did too.” Standing up on tiptoe she placed a gentle kiss on my chin, sweet. I closed my eyes for a moment savouring the moment. “Good thing it’s a Friday!” She laughed as we watched Lilly begin chugging beers.
Sitting in silence had never felt so good. We watched Lilly getting more and more intoxicated, sitting close together, me nursing a beer, and Veronica dangling Lilly’s keys between her fingers. I can’t help but wonder what she’d do if I pulled her out to the Xterra right now, laid her out, willing and open to me and took her cherry right there. I’m rock hard and aching at the thoughts swirling around in my head. I won’t do it. Not that, maybe have her open and willing in the back seat, my mouth fairly waters at the thought of tasting her again, but her cherry’s for another time. A time when over a hundred drunk 09’ers aren’t liable to come banging on my window to find out where I disappeared too. Veronica deserves to lose her cherry in the right place, preferably somewhere with a bed.
I grin slightly to myself; I’m such a girl. Drama Queen Echolls, but Veronica, she deserves something special. Someone special. The doubts are creeping in and I’m fighting just to keep them at bay. There’s no way I can make her happy, give her what she needs. Not me, Lilly Kane’s fucked up ex.
Veronica stands, drawing me out of my thoughts, apologizing before heading towards Lilly. I can’t take my eyes off her, the way her hair flashes silver and orange in the firelight, the way her nose scrunches up when she’s yelling to catch Lilly’s attention. The hurt flashing across her face… the hurt on her face.
I can see the first tear sliding down her cheek and I know I have to catch up to her, no matter the head start she has on me. Good thing her legs are short. A few running steps and I’m behind her, listening to her sniffle as she wipes the tears away. I gently touch her shoulder and barely manage to dodge the elbow aimed at my face.
“Veronica? You okay?” My voice is soft and hesitant, but I can’t let her walk away, can’t let her brush me aside like I know she’s going to try and do. “Did Lilly say something?” This odd feeling of disquiet settles inside me. Lilly was so odd on the phone today, maybe she really isn’t okay with Veronica and I.
I’m so lost in thought I almost miss the next thing Veronica says. “Doesn’t she always?” Her voice is choked, harsh with the tears she’s trying to hold back.
I stare at her for a moment and I can’t help it, my curiosity gets the better of me. “Did she say something about… us?” My voice is lower, if Lilly double-crossed me I’m going to murder her slowly, I’m going to make her suffer. I try to pull Veronica closer, but she’s pulling away from me.
Stumbling in the sand as she pushes me, glaring, brushing angrily at the tears on her cheeks. “Not everything is about you Logan. Get over yourself.” She’s moving away quickly and I can’t seem to pull myself together.
“I was just asking Veronica, don’t get all defensive. If it wasn’t about me, what did she say that got you so upset? Why are you crying? Talk to me Veronica, don’t run.” I can remember Duncan’s softly voiced wisdoms on the dating of Veronica Mars, and I’m terrified if I let her go right now, I’m never going to see her again. It’ll be over.
She shook off my hands, stepped away from me, anger still twisting her features. “Drop it Logan, it’s none of your business.” Veronica stalked off in a huff, but I had to say something, something to make this better… or at least let her know that I care.
“You’re my business Veronica.” She didn’t pause, didn’t turn, didn’t check to see if I was following her. Which of course I was going too, no way I was letting her out of my sight, at night, where anyone could grab her.
I barely managed to stay out of sight as she searched for Lilly, obviously coming up empty. Lilly’s SUV wasn’t where she had parked it; spare keys really do come in handy. I’m pretty certain Veronica really doesn’t want to find Lilly now. Not after too many beers and too many boys, god knows where she ended up.
I’m about fifteen feet away when I hear Veronica gasp, I can see the silver glint of metal through the trees. Lilly’s SUV, apparently, and Veronica didn’t like what she’d found.
I stare through the bushes for a moment, trying to grasp the fact that it’s Weevil’s bike parked beside the SUV, that Lilly and Weevil are stumbling out of the back seat, and Lilly looks just a little too pleased with herself. Seriously, I can’t be too surprised. Weevil had sort of told me what was going on down at the beach, he’d hinted, but here? Where they could be caught? This was daring even for Lilly.
Too far away to hear the conversation, I can’t help but clench my fists when I see Veronica hop on the back of Weevil’s bike, strapping the helmet on and taking off into the distance, leaving Lilly standing there gaping in shock.
Walking away would be a good idea right now, and I’m about to, when I see Lilly wiping furiously at her cheeks, scrubbing at the tears coursing down her pale cheeks. I can’t just leave her like that, not the great and fabulous Lilly Kane.
“That was a marvellous performance, was that for your sake? Or for hers?” My voice comes out thick, angry, I hadn’t even realised I was angry before I spoke. How could she do this to Veronica? The one person who loved her unconditionally.
“What do you want Logan?” Her voice is tired, defeated, and I can, once again, hear that hint of something I hadn’t been able to define in her voice before. Uncertainty. I could name it now, put my finger on it like a trapped bird under my thumb. Lilly Kane was unsure about the direction her grand plan was taking.
“Why Lilly? Just give me a reason why.” I pleaded with her, there had to be a reason she was causing those who loved her this much pain.
“She had to see. I had to make her see.” Was all she said before she was in my arms, sobbing piteously, and I really don’t know what to do. Lilly Kane doesn’t cry. Lilly Kane doesn’t cry to me.
“See what Lill? That you’re a bitch? Or that you’re human.” Words spoken softly into her hair as I kissed the crown of her head, offering what comfort I could.
“That I’m human, just like everyone else. That I have secrets too.” A truer statement had never been issued. There was more to Lilly Kane than anyone, even myself, had ever realised.
“This wasn’t the right way Lilly.” I shook her gently, trying to bring back the spark, that thing that made her who she was.
“It wasn’t, but I couldn’t think of another way.” She paused for a moment before turning her face up to me. “Rip the band-aid off quickly, it hurts less that way.”
For the first time in the long years I’d known Lilly, I finally realised something. She was fallible, human, hurt and broken just like the rest of us. Wonders never cease to amaze me. Lilly Kane was human.
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A week, a whole fucking week since Lilly Kane had shocked Veronica Mars, and cried in my arms. One week without a word from Veronica. She’d managed to avoid me once again, and I was trying to do the honourable thing and give her some space, but Jesus fucking Christ! Enough already! She’d even managed to avoid me during classes, which was quite a feat, since we had three of them together.
Veronica Mars is the queen of avoidance, little witch; I’d gladly crown her myself… if only I could get close enough. To be fair she was avoiding Lilly just as much. But still! She said she wanted us to try and be together, Veronica said she wanted us to see where this led, and what does she do? Disappears into oblivion! Wench.
I’ve talked to Lilly, I’ve talked to Duncan, Veronica’s not talking at all, and I’m just not sure what to do anymore. Except maybe call in the big guns. That’s right; Logan Echolls can play just as dirty as the rest of them. I have to corner her… or better yet, find someone else to do it for me.
Heading out into the hallway I catch sight of Veronica heading into the girl’s bathroom. Perfect opportunity, or it would be if Weevil weren’t heading in after her. “Weevil!” My voice came out slightly louder than I’d intended, hopefully Veronica hadn’t heard me in the bathroom. Wouldn’t do to give the plan away. It stops Weevil anyway.
“What’s up white bread? Little busy here.” I can see the distracted look on his face. I’ve no doubt Lilly’s riding him to fix her mess. Typical Lilly.
“Don’t screw up.” Was all I said, but he seemed to understand, if the nod I got in return was any indication.
I turn towards where I know Lilly is waiting down the hall and I nod in her direction, just a slight uplift of my chin to let her know I’ve figured out what’s going on. She gives me a soft sad look before turning and walking away. Sad Lilly, not something you see everyday.
The conversation inside the girl’s bathroom is either going extremely well, or she’s murdered Weevil and is trying to figure out a way to flush the body parts down the toilet. Either way they’ve been in there far too long.
Apparently I spoke too soon, because the door is open, Weevil holding it as Veronica exits. She doesn’t look mad enough to kill, but looks can be deceiving, apparently, especially where Veronica Mars is concerned.
Falling into step beside her as she heads towards her locker, or at least that’s where I assume she’s going, since there’s nothing else in this direction. “We’re going to talk eventually you know.” I said casually, slipping into a conversation I’ve been dying to have for more than a week. Cheeky little wench.
“I know. Today?” Her voice was soft, hesitant and I couldn’t keep the surprised look off my face, I could feel it, stretching my skin taught as I looked at her. That was way too easy, she’s being way to easy about this… something is up.
“Now’s good.” Slinging an arm casually around her shoulder I continued to walk her to her locker.
“Lilly gave me some… distressing news at the party last Friday. I’m sorry I over reacted to it, to what you said. You… I’m sorry I yelled at you.” The words tumbled out of her mouth, stringing together in a jumble, blurring so it took me a minute to process exactly what she’d said. Veronica Mars had apologized to me. Dammit, that takes all the fun out of getting her to confess. Way to spoil my fun.
Apparently I looked as shocked as I felt, because her soft tinkling laugh floated around me.
“Okay… and now?” I asked hesitantly, certain she’s going to shoot my idea down. A week of avoidance kind of does that to a guy.
“Now I’m not so upset. Now I’m apologizing and you’re supposed to accept it gracefully.” She smiled up into my face, a sweet innocent smile that made my dick harden once again. Fucking hell, what is it about Veronica Mars that turns me into a walking talking hormone?
She definitely keeps me on my toes, pressing against my front before placing a gentle kiss on my lips. They tingle where she touches and I have to restrain the urge to press my fingers against them. I’m such a girl. The smile threatens to split my face in half, but I can’t help it, not when she’s smiling at me like that. Like I hung the moon and handed her the stars on a silver platter. She makes me feel ten feet tall and bullet proof. Not that I’m going to test that theory.
She isn’t someone I can resist for long, not after being ignored for the week. My lips trace hers briefly before I grab her book bag. It was what all good boyfriends, or potential boyfriends in my case do, right? “I’ll carry that.” I wanted to hold her hand, wanted to keep my arms wrapped around her, wanted to kiss her again, but I really think we should talk first. “What are you doing right now?” I asked as we headed towards her rust bucket of a car.
“Walking to my car with you?” Her voice was thick with confusion and I couldn’t help myself. I gave a loud barking laugh.
Pinching her cheek, god she’s adorable, “And after we get to your car? Are you going to get in and drive home to your house and not speak to me for the rest of the weekend? Or are you going to give in gracefully and go hang out with me?” My voice was gentle and teasing, sometimes dealing with Veronica was like dealing with a skittish horse. Soft voice and gentle hands would carry me through… or at least I hoped to god they would.
“You. I’m definitely doing you.” I smiled my wicked smile, at her confident tone.
“Doing me, Mars? I’m shocked at your language for such a good girl.” I bumped my shoulder gently into hers, letting her know I was teasing, but still, I can’t help but think about the actual doing. The way she feels under me. I’m like an addict, I’ve finally had a taste and oh god I want more.
“I’m not a good girl, Logan. I’m just drawn that way.” Laughing so hard now I have to clutch my sides, Veronica Mars no matter the clothes she wears will always be a good girl. Terribly naive and a good girl.
“I’d like to say I believe you Sugar puss, but we both know that isn’t true.” The strain of trying to control myself got to be too much, I had to give in, pressing her against the side of her car and placing a gentle kiss on her sweet cherry lips. I pulled away quickly before things got out of control, staring into her eyes, “I kind of like the fact you’re a good girl.” My voice was gentle, I didn’t want her thinking I didn’t like this new side of her. But the fact of the matter is, Veronica may be able to play dress up, she may even have hidden depths I’d yet to plumb, but… she was a good girl through and through, a marshmallow.
“Well then, we’ll have to work on getting me to behave.” My body tightened at her words, soft and sultry, barely a whisper of sound, pressing closer, needing more contact. “What did you have in mind for today?” She asked quickly, grabbing her bag out of my hands and throwing it into the back seat. So we’re going to play that way are we Mars? You tease. Fuck I love the way her mind works.
“Wanna share an ice cream soda at the local ice cream parlour?” Snark had never failed me before now, at least not with her. “How about the beach? We could go get Back-up and take him for a walk?” Breathing gently on her neck, watching the gooseflesh appear, I felt very pleased with myself. At least now I know I get to her, almost as much as she gets to me. She nodded against me, and I closed my eyes for a moment, her hair brushing the side of my face, enveloping me in her sweet smell. Get a hold of yourself Logan. “I’ll meet you there in half an hour. Go get that menace of yours and I’ll see you then.” I placed a soft kiss on her forehead. “Until then my sweet.” If I didn’t leave now I was going to throw her in the backseat of her car, voyeurs be damned. Striding towards my car I couldn’t help it.
I grinned like the fool I was.