Nightly phone call (PG-13)
Title: "Nightly phone call"
Author:
niti
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: through season 1
Characters: Veronica, Weevil
Summary: Another "Can you come and get me" phone call but this one might change their lives
Disclaimer: I do not own Veronica Mars and the characters depicted here were created by Rob Thomas.
Author's Note: This is my first (and might be my last) attempt at writing Veronica Mars fiction. So don’t be too hard on me.
Nightly phone call
“Can you come and get me?”
“V. Is that you?” Weevil asked, looking at the alarm clock on his bed side table to see that it was already 3:20 am.
“Can you come and get me?” He heard the voice say again.
“Where are you?” He asked getting up from the bed to walk to the chair where he put his clothes before he went to bed.
“I don’t know” She whispered.
“What do you mean you don’t know? Are you drunk?” He asked, thinking that he heard a light slur in her speech.
“No .Maybe. Yes. Probably.” She giggled. Weevil shakes his head; never would he have taken Veronica to be a giggling drunk. “So can you come and get me. It’s cold and I’m alone and I’m really scared right now” The laughter was gone from her voice, leaving only desperation.
“Just tell me where you are and I will come. But I need to know where you are.” He told her again, hoping that she could focus enough to tell him where she is. If not finding her would be a real challenge.
“I’m at Logan’s. Outside of the gates.”
“Okay. I will be there in a few minutes. Don’t move. I’m going to be there soon.”
“Good.” Weevil heard a clicking noise, telling him that Veronica had already hung up. He put the phone down so he could pull on his pants when he heard soft rustlings of the sheets.
“Who was that?”
“Shit” Weevil cursed under his breath. “No one babe. Go back to sleep”
“So no one calls you in the middle of the night and makes you get out of bed to get dressed and leave me here alone.” The woman said sitting up in her bed.
“I can …..”
“It’s Veronica. Isn’t it?” She asked him., knowing already that she was right. It’s always Veronica Mars when her boyfriend disappears not matter where he is or how late it is.
“Yes but she needs my help” Weevil told her, sitting down on the bed to put on her shoes.
“No what she needs is to understand that she just can’t call you in the middle of the night and to expect you to leave whatever you are doing to go and rescue her.” She told him angrily.
“She’s my friend Carmen. And she needs my help. So what do you expect me to do? Should I just leave her alone and forget about her. I can’t do that.” He tried to explain to his girlfriend.
“You are lying to me. If she were just a friend you would tell her to fuck off because you’re busy. But you don’t. And it’s not the first time that that happened. But about last weekend at your grandma’s dinner where you got a call and left telling a stupid excuse how you had to go and see Felix because he has girl troubles. Or the one time at the poker game where you left without telling anyone. Do you think I’m stupid? That I wouldn’t realize that you have feelings for her.”
“I don’t have feelings for her. She’s my friend. That’s all. We never kissed, or held hands or anything. I gave her a hug when she got me out of the jail a few months ago but that’s it. Nothing happened between me and her. You should know that I would never cheat on you. I’m not my father.” He said putting his head in his hands.
“It’s not that I don’t want to believe you. It’s just that it’s hard to see that every time she calls you go to her. Not caring where you are or what you’re doing. It’s always about Veronica Mars. And it hurts to see that there is another woman in your life that means so much to you. Even more than I do” Carmen moved so that she was sitting behind her boyfriend, put her arms around him and kissed his shoulder.
“That’s not true. I….”
“Don’t say anything you don’t mean. Sometimes words mean nothing. Only actions do.”
“Then tell me what I should do. What can I do to show you that you are important to me?” Weevil left her embrace to stand. He turned around and looked into Carmen’s beautiful eyes.
“Don’t go. Stay with me. For once stay with me.” She begged him.
“But she needs me. I can’t just leave her there. You should have heard her voice. Something is wrong.” Weevil said being torn between his girlfriend and the girl who is starting to play a bigger and bigger part in his life.
“Well. It seems that you’ve already made your decision. So go.” Carmen said in a cold voice, turning her back to him.
“Thanks babe. I will be back after I brought her home and then…..” He said pulling first his shirt over his head and then his leather jacket over it.
“No Weevil. There’s not going to be a then. At least not as long as Veronica Mars is part of your life.”
“So you’re breaking up with me because I’m there for my friends and help them when they need me? I thought that this was why you love me. I don’t understand!” He asked confused. He knew that Carmen had a problem that he always helped Veronica out when she was in trouble or needed a favour done but he never thought that she felt threatened by their friendship.
“I don’t know what I’m doing. The only thing I know that it hurts to see you go to her, it hurts every single time………..so just go.”
“That’s it. You tell me to go” Weevil said disbelievingly.
“For now yes. Call me in a few days and then we can talk about everything. Right now I just can’t.” Carmen didn’t wait for Weevil to leave; she laid back down and let silent tears fall.
“Okay. Good night Carmen” He grabbed his and Carmen’s helmet and left her bedroom, not knowing if he would ever return.
~°~°~
When Weevil arrived at Logan’s house he saw Veronica sitting on the curb, her head lying on her knees.
“V. Come on. Let’s go”. Weevil said not getting off of his bike.
“I’m not sure if I can” Veronica said, finally looking up at Weevil.
“You can’t do what?” He asked getting off of his bike.
“Walk.” She said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“God V. How much did you drink tonight?” Weevil said laughing, sitting down next to her.
“Not so much.” She said in a small voice.
“Somehow I don’t believe you.” Weevil gave her a look that told that if she meant with “not much” 2 bottles of Tequila only then he would believe her.
“Well maybe a little bit more than I had planed to drink but I didn’t think it would be like this” Veronica said first pointing at herself and then at her surroundings.
“I guess you didn’t think at all when you started drinking.” Knowing that when he drank he never liked to think how he would feel afterwards or even what would happen later. “So why
did you drink? There has to be a reason for all this alcohol consummation.”
“Logan” Veronica said with a deep sigh
“Why doesn’t that surprise me? What did he do to you now?” Logan has always been a sore spot for Weevil. It seemed like the boy always got what he wanted, even Lilly.
“Nothing. I’m the guilty one this time. It’s all my fault” Veronica said, looking at Weevil
“What did you do?” He asked her, not expecting an answer.
“What didn’t I do should be the question. He told me that he loves me. That he’s in love with me and I just couldn’t bring myself to say it. I don’t know why. Everything has been perfect those last few weeks. Logan and I were happy. He made me happy. But somehow that wasn’t enough………I don’t know what’s wrong with me. A great guy told me that he’s in love with me and all I do is ruin everything with telling him that I don’t feel the same. I’m such a bitch. I guess everything they said about me those last few months is true.” Weevil saw a tear trickle down her cheek.
“Stop. Just because you’re not in love with Logan doesn’t mean that you’re a bad person. It just tells you that he isn’t the right person for you. And yes you hurt Logan and it will take a while for him to get over it but it will be better in the end. You don’t love him and that’s okay.” He told her honestly.
“But I really want to love him.” She told him with a sigh.
“I know you do”. Weevil stood up, and put his hand out for Veronica to take. “I think it’s time that I bring you home.” Veronica let Weevil help her up but said at the same time.
“No. I can’t go home like that. Dad would kill me if he finds out that I drank. Since the whole alcohol problem thing with my mom he’s very strict about it. He would kill me.” He could her slight panic in her voice.
“Okay. So I can’t take you to your apartment.” He looked at Veronica without saying anything for a few seconds, thinking about what he should do now. “I guess that means that you will just have to go to my house with me”
“Your house?” She asked surprised.
“Yes. Or would you feel uncomfortable staying the night there.” Weevil asked, looking at Veronica’s face trying to tell what she thinks about this idea.
“No. It’s just that….won’t your grandmother mind?”
“My guess is that she’s already asleep and has to go to work tomorrow morning. So if we’re not that loud she will never find out that you stayed the night. So no, she won’t mind” He explained.
“Okay. Let’s go.” She took the helmet Weevil gave her and sat down behind him on his bike. Weevil waited until she had put her arms around his waist and then started his machine.
~°~°~
“So this is your room?” Veronica asked. She still felt tipsy so she sat down on Weevil’s bed which was in the center of the room.
“I know it’s small but……..” Weevil tried to defend himself. It’s not like he was embarrassed by the size of the room, it’s just that he knew that Veronica was used that her boyfriends had bigger rooms than his. Not that Veronica was his girlfriend or anything like that. But lately he realized that he cared what Veronica thought of him or of the way he lived his life.
“Do you really think I care about the size of your room?” She told him, looking into his eyes so he could tell that she wasn’t lying but was telling the truth.
“I don’t. It’s just that…….” Veronica cut him off.
“I know how it feels to have someone else judge you for the way you live, dress or talk, who your father is or what he does. I know how that feels so….”
“Do you want something to eat or dink? A shower maybe” Weevil felt nervous being alone with Veronica. Why he didn’t know. It’s nor like this is the first time that he’s in a room alone with Veronica. But this time seems to be different; they were not only alone in his room, but she was also slightly drunk and sitting on his bed. In a normal situation he would know what to do with a girl who was in his bed but this wasn’t “just a girl”. This was Veronica Mars. And she’s anything but ordinary.
“The only thing I want right now is to sleep.” Veronica gave him a shy, little smile.
“Okay.” He walked to his dresser and took some clothes of his to give to Veronica. “Here’s an old shirt and some boxer short of mine you can sleep in.”
“Thanks.” Veronica pushed her shoes of her feet; afterwards she stood up and pulled of her shirt and her jeans. When Weevil saw that she decided to change here in his room and not in the bathroom he turned around, not only to giver her some privacy but to also make sure that he didn’t see to much because he wasn’t too sure if he would get the picture of a half naked Veronica out of his mind.
“It’s okay. They are old anyways.” He told her turning around.
“No Weevil I don’t think you understand. Thank you for everything you did for me tonight or every other time I needed help and you were there. So thanks.” She took his hand and squeezed it. Weevil looked at her and squeezed her hand back. After a short pause he asked:
“So on which side of the bed to you prefer to sleep?”
“The right one if it’s okay with you?” Veronica told him
“Sure. I don’t really care.” Weevil let go of Veronica’s hand. He started to undress and glad in only his boxer went to the left side of the bed and laid down.
“You are perfect.” Veronica told him and slipped under the covers at her side of the bed.” She saw that Weevil looked at her puzzled and started to explain. “With Logan I had to fight to get the right side of the bed. We even flipped a coin once.” Veronica said, remembering the time
she spent with Logan, the boy who’s heart she broke by not returning his feelings.
“Perfect. That’s me.” He said trying to lighten the mood when he saw a sad look covering Veronica’s face.
“Why don’t you have a girlfriend Weevil?” Veronica asked breaking the silence.
“Sorry?” Weevil heard what she had asked him, he was just perplexed why she would ask him something like that.
“It’s just that I can’t understand why you don’t have a girlfriend. I mean you’re this really nice guy” Weevil gave her a hard look, or tried to at least. “You are, even if you try to hide it under all the leather that you wear. ´re this really nice guy, even if you try to hide it under all the leather that you wear. You help you’re grandma where you can, even help raising your cousins. Every time I call you or ask for your help you are there for me, not even asking why I need your help or what you can get in return. And you do the same thing for your PCH´ers. They are your friends so you protect them. Why are you doing that?” She told him, turning onto her side so she could see him.
“I don’t know. That’s what I do for the people I care about.” He said also turning so he could look at Veronica.
“See. Perfect. Well almost. Do you know how to cook?” She quipped.
“I’m not as good as my grandma but I do know my way around the kitchen. So yes.” He said sheepishly, being a bit embarrassed to admit something like that.
“God. You are perfect.” She joked. “So why don’t you have a girlfriend?” She asked touching his arm. Why she did that Veronica didn’t know. She just felt the urge to be close to him. Blame it on the alcohol but now she at least knew that
his arm felt a strong as it looked.
“What makes you think that I don’t have one?” Weevil asked, trying to act like Veronica’s touch didn’t affect him.
“I...I just never saw you with a girl so I just assumed that you were single” She told him honestly. “So you have a girlfriend? Do tell. Who is she? Do I know her?”
“No you don’t know her. Her names Carmen, she’s three years older than me and like me grew up in this neighbourhood and we’ve been together for 7 months.”
“What is she like?” She wanted to know more about the person who could capture the biker’s heart. Was she like Lilly or some girl from his neighbourhood?
“She’s … I don’t know how to describe her. She’s really great, good personality, beautiful face…….” Weevil told her in a dull voice.
“You don’t sound very convincing. If you don’t want to talk to me about her then you don’t have to. I just would like to know more about the person you care for.” She moved her hand off his arm but instead of ending their body contact she took his hand in hers.
“It’s not like I don’t want you to know about her. It’s just that we had a fight tonight and now I’m not sure if we’re still together or not.” He said looked down at their entwined hands.
“What did you guys fight about? I’m sure it’s not that bad.” Her thumb stroked his hand softly.
“She gave me an ultimatum. I didn’t do what she asked me to and then she told me to go.” He said shrugging. “So I guess it’s over”
“Wow. What was the ultimatum?” Veronica asked, her `spy-persona´ coming through.
“I don’t want to talk about it.” Weevil said, closing his eyes.
“Are you sure?” She asked him, not wanting to push him.
“Yes.”
“Okay. Goodnight” Veronica tried to make herself comfortable in Weevil’s bed without having to let go of his hand.
“You” Weevil said suddenly.
“Sorry?” Now it was time for Veronica to be confused.
“The ultimatum was about you.” He opened his eyes.
“I don’t understand?” Weevil gave her a bitter smile.
“I was with her when you called me. We were already asleep but I woke up when I heard my cell phone ringing. So I answered, you asked me to get you and I agreed. She woke up while I put on my cloth and asked me what I was doing. I didn’t want to tell her because we already had a fight about you before.”
“About me?” Veronica didn’t understand why the couple would fight about her.
“Yeah. So although I didn’t tell her she knew that I was leaving her to get you. She accused me of having feelings for you. I told her that she’s crazy and that she’s the only woman in my life.” Weevil told bit by bit what happened after she called him for help.
“And then she asked you to proof it. To stay with her and not to leave to be with me?” Finally understanding why Carmen, without even knowing her, had a problem with Veronica and Weevil’s friendship.
“She did”
“And you still left?” Veronica asked disbelievingly.
“I told you that I would be there. Should I have just left you like she wanted me to?” He asked in a harsh whisper. “I wouldn’t have done that.” His voice soft again.
“But why have you done that?” She still couldn’t understand why Weevil would leave his girlfriend to help her, especially if said girlfriend told him not to leave or their relationship would end.
“Have done what? Doing what I promised you to do?” He asked.
“Yes. I mean no.” Veronica said shaking her head. “Why did you leave your girlfriend to get me?”
“I already told you that I said I would come and get you and that’s what I did.”
“But would you do that for everyone?” She asked needing to know if he had done that for everyone or if she was something special to him.
“No” He told her. Sometimes one word can say more than a thousand words essay.
“Weevil? Was she right?” Veronica asked in a soft voice.
“I don’t know. Maybe” He admitted.
“You have feelings for me?”
“I do”. Silence.
“What kind of feelings.” She knew that she was being pushy but she needed to know what the guy who has been there for her for her whenever she needed him in the past year felt for her.
“God Veronica. I have no idea what I feel for you. At first I found you to be very annoying and I mean very annoying but after some time I started to like you. First a good acquaintance I could go to when I needed help and later you became my friend.”
“So you like me as a friend?”
“I just told you that I don’t know. I think that my feelings changed lately. I liked being around you, I didn’t care if you called me during the night to get you if it meant I could spent some time with you. To hear you talk or laugh or you sitting on the back of my bike with your arms wrapped around me……..” he turned on to his back, not being able to look at Veronica while he confessed not only to Veronica but to himself what he really felt for her.
“Do you want to know why I didn’t tell Logan that I love him?” Veronica asked breaking the somewhat uncomfortable silence.
“I tell you that I might like you more than a friend and you talk about your boyfriend.” Weevil said with a bitter laugh.
“Ex-boyfriend and I’m not going to talk about him. So do you know why I didn’t tell him?” She asked again.
“No” He finally answered.
“Because I didn’t trust him. I never felt save when I was with him or like I could be myself around him.” Veronica said truthfully.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about” Weevil told her, not knowing what point she was trying to make.
“Don’t you understand?” She asked exasperated. “If I want to love a person then I need to trust him, feel save with him be comfortable enough to be myself. I feel all of this when I’m with you.” Veronica said, looking at him.
“So you’re saying that….” Weevil turned his head so he could look at her. Was she trying to say that she might be able to like him more than just a friend?
“I don’t know what I’m saying. I just like being with you” She stroked his cheek softly.
“You do?” He whispered.
“Yes. Why wouldn’t I?” Veronica asked smiling.
“Yeah. I forgot that I am after all perfect.” Weevil joked, taking her hand and kissing it softly.
“So what are we supposed to do now?” Veronica asked while she got closer to Weevil so she could put her head on his shoulder and her arm across his chest.
“Maybe we should just let it happen. You know take one step after the other and then see where it gets us.” Weevil told her, pulling her a little bit closer so he could get more comfortable.
Veronica kissed his chest slightly. “Sounds like a plan to me.”
“Goodnight Veronica Mars.” Weevil kissed her forehead softly.
“Good morning Eli Navarro.” Veronica said, closing her eyes a small smile gracing her lips.
End.