Fic: Secrets (part 5) (Logan/Veronica) (NC-17 Eventually)
Title: Secrets (Part 5)
Author: synful_trixx
Pairing/Character: Logan/Veronica
Rating: NC-17 (eventually)
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: 1257
Any Author's Notes: I've re-watched the finale about 500 times so far, and I couldn't get this out of my head. Totally a departure from the norm for me. I don't do dialogue! Thanks to cinaminsweet for the beta!
Previous Parts
All that avoidance… gone to waste by the simple act of turning a corner. Murphy really sucks. There I was standing in the middle of the hallway, Logan’s hands on my arms to steady me, Lilly beside me, and my mouth gaping open in shock.
I’m pretty certain I looked hysterically funny. Although I didn’t feel that way at the time. All that money, all that aggravation to change my look, and Logan Echolls touches me once and it all flew right out the window.
I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him. Couldn’t move, couldn’t… everything was happening in slow motion, or maybe it wasn’t. Maybe I was just panicking.
“Well, well Veronica. Playing dress up in Lilly’s big girl clothes?” Logan had his tongue tucked into the side of his cheek as he smiled at me, but the words stung none-the-less.
“Run along Logan. Veronica doesn’t have time to play with you today.” Lilly smirked before pulling me away. I could feel Logan’s eyes on me. Staring as we walked away.
Hyperventilating in the middle of the hallway wouldn’t strengthen my new image would it? Cause at the moment I’m seriously considering forgoing the new image and laying down on the floor to hyperventilate.
“Told you, Veronica Mars. He’s staring at your ass as we speak. Checking out the hotness that is you.” Lilly grinned at me, smile spreading ear to ear.
Nice way to state the obvious Lilly. I could feel his eyes, burning a hole into my back. Taking in my new clothes. At least I’d worn the green capri’s today instead of the mini skirt. Army chic, that was me. Combat boots, capri’s, baby doll pink and green t, and of course the edgier style to the hair.
I casually glanced back as we made it to our lockers. Logan was still standing in the middle of the hallway, staring, eyes intense. I could feel the blush starting in my cheeks spreading across my face, and down my neck. I turned back to my locker, busying myself opening the door and grabbing my books.
I refused to look back again.
So there I was, trying to avoid Logan, and up to that point I’d been doing a pretty decent job of it too. Then Lilly. It was always Lilly.
Lilly had to go and get involved. I wish I’d realised at that moment, or at least somewhere in those days how manipulative Lilly could be. I knew Lilly was Lilly, and Lilly always got her own way, I didn’t realise the extent she was willing to go to, to actually get her point across.
I was slowly being driven insane. That had to be it. There was no other explanation for what was happening today. It seemed like every time I turned around he was there. Not smiling, not doing anything much at all. He was just THERE.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I phoned my Dad during study hall and asked if I could come home. I wasn’t feeling well. It wasn’t technically a lie, Logan was making me so nervous my stomach was in knots.
I got in the squad car when my Dad pulled up, laying my head back on the seat. I knew I was pale, which would lend credence to my story.
“You okay sweetheart?” He touched my forehead gently, which only made me feel guiltier.
“I’m fine Dad… just an upset stomach, must have been something I ate.” I smiled wanly, before closing my eyes. I had to figure out what to do about Logan.
I couldn’t avoid him forever and eventually we were going to have to talk. Putting it off hadn’t done me much good. He was staring at me all day. I could see something in his face. I’m pretty certain he was seeing me naked all over again.
Was he remembering the way I felt? Was it good? Was I horrible? Did he want a repeat performance? Did he think I was a whore now? So many questions tumbling around my brain, not one of them had answers.
I really wish I could remember sleeping with him. Remember anything except falling asleep. It would make the conversation we had to have so much easier.
My dad started the car and headed towards home. My thoughts were a giant jumble in my head, but I’d made a decision. I was going to talk to Logan tomorrow even if I died of embarrassment.
So there I was, determined to talk to Logan, stomach in knots, my father’s concerned hand on my shoulder, and pretty sure I was going to vomit on Logan’s shoes when we actually talked.
I hadn’t even told Lilly I was leaving that day. Which may not have been the best idea. Lilly could be impossible to deal with especially when she felt slighted.
“Veronica! Phone!” My mom yelled from the living room.
I slowly picked up the extension bringing it to my ear, “Got it Mom!”
“Hello?” I was expecting the worst, that it was Logan phoning to find out why I’d ditched out of the last class of the day, which I had with him and Duncan.
“Veronica Mars! You DITCHED ME!” Lilly’s voice echoed shrilly across the phone lines. It was obvious she was pissed.
“I did not ditch you Lilly. I wasn’t feeling well. My Dad came and got me.” My voice was soft and quiet, trying to soothe my best friend. Something I’d become quite adept at in our long years of friendship.
“You’re feeling just fine Veronica Mars. You chickened out. You ran scared of Logan Echolls and we both know it.” Lilly’s voice was smug. She really did know me too well.
“Fine. I ran scared. Logan is a very scary boy.” Sarcasm was always my best option when dealing with Lilly in this mood. Sometimes dealing with Lilly… no not sometimes, dealing with Lilly was a full time job.
“Exactly. Logan is scary. So between you and me? We’re gonna find a way to scare him Veronica Mars.” Apparently my sarcasm didn’t translate through phone lines, either that or Lilly was in full on ignore mode, only hearing what she wanted to hear.
“I don’t want to scare Logan, Lilly. I want to ignore the fact that you think he has a crush on me. I want to…” I trailed off, before my voice got stronger, “I want to have fun, be more like you. Isn’t that what you wanted?” When fighting with Lilly, never fight fair. Fight dirty and give her exactly what she wants, it usually worked.
“Oh Veronica. You know you’re already fabulous, but you’ll never be as fabulous as me. Use your own strengths. Now as for Logan, this is what I think we should do…”
Lilly explained in great detail how we were going to scare Logan. I honestly didn’t agree with any of it. But then I remembered something my father had told me about. The old Bump and Bait. Distract the mark, and do something they aren’t aware of, whether it be planting a bug, taking evidence from them, or simply finding out information they didn’t know they were giving.
If Lilly’s plan worked I wouldn’t have to avoid Logan anymore. He’d be avoiding me all on his own. Lilly would be happy, and I could avoid having the talk I’d thought was inevitable.
I apparently forgot the part where nothing Lilly plans ever turns out right. She’s never had the patience to see anything through.
Author: synful_trixx
Pairing/Character: Logan/Veronica
Rating: NC-17 (eventually)
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: 1257
Any Author's Notes: I've re-watched the finale about 500 times so far, and I couldn't get this out of my head. Totally a departure from the norm for me. I don't do dialogue! Thanks to cinaminsweet for the beta!
Previous Parts
All that avoidance… gone to waste by the simple act of turning a corner. Murphy really sucks. There I was standing in the middle of the hallway, Logan’s hands on my arms to steady me, Lilly beside me, and my mouth gaping open in shock.
I’m pretty certain I looked hysterically funny. Although I didn’t feel that way at the time. All that money, all that aggravation to change my look, and Logan Echolls touches me once and it all flew right out the window.
I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him. Couldn’t move, couldn’t… everything was happening in slow motion, or maybe it wasn’t. Maybe I was just panicking.
“Well, well Veronica. Playing dress up in Lilly’s big girl clothes?” Logan had his tongue tucked into the side of his cheek as he smiled at me, but the words stung none-the-less.
“Run along Logan. Veronica doesn’t have time to play with you today.” Lilly smirked before pulling me away. I could feel Logan’s eyes on me. Staring as we walked away.
Hyperventilating in the middle of the hallway wouldn’t strengthen my new image would it? Cause at the moment I’m seriously considering forgoing the new image and laying down on the floor to hyperventilate.
“Told you, Veronica Mars. He’s staring at your ass as we speak. Checking out the hotness that is you.” Lilly grinned at me, smile spreading ear to ear.
Nice way to state the obvious Lilly. I could feel his eyes, burning a hole into my back. Taking in my new clothes. At least I’d worn the green capri’s today instead of the mini skirt. Army chic, that was me. Combat boots, capri’s, baby doll pink and green t, and of course the edgier style to the hair.
I casually glanced back as we made it to our lockers. Logan was still standing in the middle of the hallway, staring, eyes intense. I could feel the blush starting in my cheeks spreading across my face, and down my neck. I turned back to my locker, busying myself opening the door and grabbing my books.
I refused to look back again.
So there I was, trying to avoid Logan, and up to that point I’d been doing a pretty decent job of it too. Then Lilly. It was always Lilly.
Lilly had to go and get involved. I wish I’d realised at that moment, or at least somewhere in those days how manipulative Lilly could be. I knew Lilly was Lilly, and Lilly always got her own way, I didn’t realise the extent she was willing to go to, to actually get her point across.
I was slowly being driven insane. That had to be it. There was no other explanation for what was happening today. It seemed like every time I turned around he was there. Not smiling, not doing anything much at all. He was just THERE.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I phoned my Dad during study hall and asked if I could come home. I wasn’t feeling well. It wasn’t technically a lie, Logan was making me so nervous my stomach was in knots.
I got in the squad car when my Dad pulled up, laying my head back on the seat. I knew I was pale, which would lend credence to my story.
“You okay sweetheart?” He touched my forehead gently, which only made me feel guiltier.
“I’m fine Dad… just an upset stomach, must have been something I ate.” I smiled wanly, before closing my eyes. I had to figure out what to do about Logan.
I couldn’t avoid him forever and eventually we were going to have to talk. Putting it off hadn’t done me much good. He was staring at me all day. I could see something in his face. I’m pretty certain he was seeing me naked all over again.
Was he remembering the way I felt? Was it good? Was I horrible? Did he want a repeat performance? Did he think I was a whore now? So many questions tumbling around my brain, not one of them had answers.
I really wish I could remember sleeping with him. Remember anything except falling asleep. It would make the conversation we had to have so much easier.
My dad started the car and headed towards home. My thoughts were a giant jumble in my head, but I’d made a decision. I was going to talk to Logan tomorrow even if I died of embarrassment.
So there I was, determined to talk to Logan, stomach in knots, my father’s concerned hand on my shoulder, and pretty sure I was going to vomit on Logan’s shoes when we actually talked.
I hadn’t even told Lilly I was leaving that day. Which may not have been the best idea. Lilly could be impossible to deal with especially when she felt slighted.
“Veronica! Phone!” My mom yelled from the living room.
I slowly picked up the extension bringing it to my ear, “Got it Mom!”
“Hello?” I was expecting the worst, that it was Logan phoning to find out why I’d ditched out of the last class of the day, which I had with him and Duncan.
“Veronica Mars! You DITCHED ME!” Lilly’s voice echoed shrilly across the phone lines. It was obvious she was pissed.
“I did not ditch you Lilly. I wasn’t feeling well. My Dad came and got me.” My voice was soft and quiet, trying to soothe my best friend. Something I’d become quite adept at in our long years of friendship.
“You’re feeling just fine Veronica Mars. You chickened out. You ran scared of Logan Echolls and we both know it.” Lilly’s voice was smug. She really did know me too well.
“Fine. I ran scared. Logan is a very scary boy.” Sarcasm was always my best option when dealing with Lilly in this mood. Sometimes dealing with Lilly… no not sometimes, dealing with Lilly was a full time job.
“Exactly. Logan is scary. So between you and me? We’re gonna find a way to scare him Veronica Mars.” Apparently my sarcasm didn’t translate through phone lines, either that or Lilly was in full on ignore mode, only hearing what she wanted to hear.
“I don’t want to scare Logan, Lilly. I want to ignore the fact that you think he has a crush on me. I want to…” I trailed off, before my voice got stronger, “I want to have fun, be more like you. Isn’t that what you wanted?” When fighting with Lilly, never fight fair. Fight dirty and give her exactly what she wants, it usually worked.
“Oh Veronica. You know you’re already fabulous, but you’ll never be as fabulous as me. Use your own strengths. Now as for Logan, this is what I think we should do…”
Lilly explained in great detail how we were going to scare Logan. I honestly didn’t agree with any of it. But then I remembered something my father had told me about. The old Bump and Bait. Distract the mark, and do something they aren’t aware of, whether it be planting a bug, taking evidence from them, or simply finding out information they didn’t know they were giving.
If Lilly’s plan worked I wouldn’t have to avoid Logan anymore. He’d be avoiding me all on his own. Lilly would be happy, and I could avoid having the talk I’d thought was inevitable.
I apparently forgot the part where nothing Lilly plans ever turns out right. She’s never had the patience to see anything through.