You know, despite feeling really crappy (which is an understatement) about this afternoon, nothing compares to the incredulous feeling that's rising up in me now that Veronica's outside of the cell with another deputy who is opening the cell. I'm looking up as I hear the jingle of keys and I feel the breath being taken out of me at Veronica voice
( ... )
"Way to listen to the 'I'll explain later', Logan." I rolled my eyes slightly as Leo finally got the monitor off. "And believe me, I know what I'm doing. I've had pretty much every second since I left here to realise that over and over." I told him quietly
( ... )
"I'm sorry, if I realized we were pretty much Bonnie and Clydeing it, I would have gotten back the empty gun," I replied sardonically, whispering
( ... )
I knew all of this was the last thing Logan was expecting. And as angry as I was at him earlier, I couldn't deny that I could understand where it was coming from. I didn't like it, but I got it
( ... )
I laughed as she played along into this fake dream of marriage and married life, "I hope to God I didn't embarrass you with those vows. You know schnapps and me
( ... )
"No, of course not." I laughed softly, "You were very sweet... drunkenly pledging your undying love for me." I added, smirking. Being able to laugh like this after everything that had happened today was nice. Something we both needed before we went completely crazy
( ... )
"Which is possibly why your dad hates me. I'm a bad influence on his daughter, drinking before eloping with you? Not to mention the fact that you changed your last name to boot. I didn't like sneak you out of your bedroom window to drive us to Vegas, did I? Remind me what your vows were? Something about death do us part, even if I have to sleep on the couch?" I asked, laughing softly with her
( ... )
"Don't forget the fact that we're three years away from being legal drinking age." I added with a smirk. "And would it be such a bad thing if you stole me off to Vegas?" I questioned while I pondered what the vows would have been. "And yes, to death to us part even if you have to sleep on the couch was definitely in there...but I can't see me making you sleep on the couch. Much rather have you with me. But if you want to sleep on the couch, I suppose you can." I teased giggling. "There was of course also the obligatory promise to honour each other. But I so didn't promise to obey
( ... )
I think that forgetting about this morning is on the to do list even if, despite her actually understanding why I was doing what I was doing, I can't get why she's forgiving me right now. I really took the metal for worst boyfriend ever this morning. She's forgiving me because I'm the only one left. We more or less only have each other and that's how it's going to be (for weeks? months?) for however long it takes
( ... )
"Okay then." I smiled when he said he was always going to be amazed. "As long as you do that and refrain from any further attempts to make me leave, I think we're good." I told him, "I meant it when I said I wasn't leaving you. 'Cause trust me... if I was actually mad at you over this morning you'd still be in that jail cell. We were scared, we both said a bunch of stupid, hurtful things we didn't mean because of it, but that can't change the fact that we love each other." I added softly
( ... )
"Do you see me making any attempts?" I asked her softly. "I was just worried. You know... it's just- This isn't exactly the... -" I stopped for a moment. "I feel at fault for this and I know you don't even see it that way. You don't blame me, but I'm still blaming me. I'm not exactly finished with the pity party I've thrown on behalf of myself
( ... )
I shook my head when he asked if I saw him making any attempts to make me leave. He wasn't. And I could only hope things would stay that way. "I know, I do actually get it, Logan." I replied softly when he said that he knew I wasn't blaming him for any of this, but he still was. As much as I wished he'd just not be so hard on himself for all of this, I couldn't and wouldn't tell him that he shouldn't be. I mean, it's obviously what he needs to be doing right now
( ... )
I scoffed aloud at the word resolve coming from Veronica's mouth, though I'd have to check my pulse if the word slipped from my mouth started with the phrase 'I have'. No, there was positively no fun in teasing Veronica while we did our hair, or just had our pathetic excuse of a dinner. I laughed softly with her. I slipped another chip in my mouth, that's possibly when I realized that I was more or less actually hungry.
"I can't help it if and when your hormones overcome themselves," I told her when she mentioned that there should be no seducing until we're done our hair tonight. "I'm not being your fall guy for that. ... Just try to resist any urges you have to jump me and I'm sure we'll be fine."
Finishing off the bag, I crumbled the plastic and sat up, leaning against the bed frame and opening the can of Coke to take a sip.
"So, where are we now?" I asked, fiddling with the ring on my finger. "I sort of missed the 'Welcome to' sign."
"Believe me, I know it's a total joke." I laughed softly when he scoffed at the idea of resolve. Since we'd gotten back together, there hadn't been any substantial amount of time spent together until today that there hadn't been at least some very intense making out happening at some point. "On the upside, we know we're alone and won't be interrupted. On the downside, it's a cheap motel room."
Not like the location actually mattered so terribly right now. The ever-present 'at least we're together' was the important part. Just being near him was what really mattered to me right now. Anything was better than this morning, visiting him while he's locked in a cell, even without the fighting.
I finished off the chocolate bar and moved on to the bag of chips. Dinner of sugar and pure carbs? At least it's food. And an energy boost for the time being.
"Right... because your hormones couldn't possibly factor in there Mr. 'It's cruel to tease a hormonal eighteen year old guy like that'. So sure." I smirked, laughing again, "Your ego is
( ... )
"You know I think I might prefer a cheap motel room to the Neptune High girls bathroom in retrospective you know that there's not going to be a random sink or hand drier digging into your backside." I commented, glancing up towards Veronica. "Despite how stereotypical the idea of sex in a cheap motel room sounds
( ... )
"That's an excellent point." I nodded when he brought up the fact that a cheap motel room was actually preferable to a sink or dryer leaving lovely bruises. That I could definitely do without. "Besides, the location's so not what's important
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"I can't help it if and when your hormones overcome themselves," I told her when she mentioned that there should be no seducing until we're done our hair tonight. "I'm not being your fall guy for that. ... Just try to resist any urges you have to jump me and I'm sure we'll be fine."
Finishing off the bag, I crumbled the plastic and sat up, leaning against the bed frame and opening the can of Coke to take a sip.
"So, where are we now?" I asked, fiddling with the ring on my finger. "I sort of missed the 'Welcome to' sign."
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Not like the location actually mattered so terribly right now. The ever-present 'at least we're together' was the important part. Just being near him was what really mattered to me right now. Anything was better than this morning, visiting him while he's locked in a cell, even without the fighting.
I finished off the chocolate bar and moved on to the bag of chips. Dinner of sugar and pure carbs? At least it's food. And an energy boost for the time being.
"Right... because your hormones couldn't possibly factor in there Mr. 'It's cruel to tease a hormonal eighteen year old guy like that'. So sure." I smirked, laughing again, "Your ego is ( ... )
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