Lunching in LA

Dec 08, 2006 19:54

Sometimes a girl wants to see and be seen when she goes out in LA, and sometimes she really doesn't. If you're Trina Echolls, the former is usually the case and the latter is hard to pull off these days, after the thing with Nicole and Logan's . . . whatever that was on Larry King last night ( Read more... )

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obligatoryass December 9 2006, 00:58:38 UTC
Logan hadn't expected Trina to call him. Not after the very public, very messy airing of their family business on national television.

But she had, and he's thought it might be a good time to not be in Neptune for a day or so. Meeting Trina in LA seemed like a not so bad way to make that happen.

He follows the maitre'd to the back of the restaurant, smiles a little at Trina when he sees her. "Hey, you" he says. "What's up?"

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obligatoryass December 9 2006, 02:08:40 UTC
"Yeah," he says. "And in order to not be the cover line on Vanity Fair next month, I went public and have pretty much screwed over the real Charlie Stone. Because I'm just a great guy like that."

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dead_hooker_2 December 9 2006, 02:09:57 UTC
Trina spins her glass on the table top for a moment.

"What had you told him?"

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obligatoryass December 9 2006, 02:25:46 UTC
"About the pears," Logan says, a little reluctantly. "The best Christmas ever!"

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dead_hooker_2 December 9 2006, 02:37:56 UTC
The glass-spinning stops.

She'd been 17 that Christmas. And she hadn't gone home for Christmas morning again until she was 23.

"We've never talked about that," she says, as neutrally as she can manage.

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obligatoryass December 9 2006, 02:40:43 UTC
"There's not - " Logan breaks off, fiddles with the straw in his coke glass, then continues. "There's not much to say."

His voice is flat, emotionless, and he might actually believe what he just said.

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dead_hooker_2 December 9 2006, 02:42:36 UTC
"Guess not," she says.

"The marinara sauce here is really good."

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obligatoryass December 9 2006, 02:46:23 UTC
"Yeah?" Logan says, looking up. "I'm not sure I'm feeling pasta, though. Maybe the chicken marsala."

Pause.

"Did you ever...miss us after you left?"

He barely saw her, after that. And he missed her. For all sorts of reasons.

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dead_hooker_2 December 9 2006, 02:56:12 UTC
"It's not like I went very far," she says. It's a defense, rather than an answer, and she knows it.

"I never missed Lynn. I still don't. I worried about you. And then I felt guilty, so I just thought about all of you as little as possible."

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obligatoryass December 9 2006, 02:59:11 UTC
Logan nodded. "I used to think sometimes..."

He stops, shakes his head. "God, it sounds stupid now. Now that they're both dead. But that maybe they'd die, on an airplane, coming back from a shoot or something, and that you'd -"

Logan just stops there. It's too much to finish that sentence, it's too hard and it's too stupid, because it's a stupid dream that never would have worked out.

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dead_hooker_2 December 9 2006, 03:04:49 UTC
"That I'd be something other than complete shit at the older sister thing?"

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obligatoryass December 9 2006, 03:06:43 UTC
"That you'd come back," he says. "I mean, I know it's stupid. You were only my age, and there's no way I'd do that kind of shit, if I had a younger sibling."

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dead_hooker_2 December 9 2006, 03:15:29 UTC
"You'd have been in foster care so fast it would have made your head spin, assuming Dad and Lynn hadn't made alternate arragements.

"I know I'm not a good sister, Logan. You've made your point."

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obligatoryass December 9 2006, 03:19:30 UTC
Logan finally looks up from his straw. "That wasn't what I was saying," he says. "I mean, no, you weren't, but I just...fuck."

There aren't words for this, really. She was a pretty bad older sibling, yeah, but she did the best she could.

"I just was talking to this fake Charlie, and he didn't want to be us, our family, a part of that. But he didn't know about the other stuff, and so he didn't even know how much he didn't want to be a part of our family. And I told him, and he was fake, and the other Charlie, the real one...he'll never want anything to do with me. Us. Anyone named Echolls."

He's out of words, now, the rush dried up. He passes a hand across his face, resting his forefinger on the bridge of his nose.

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dead_hooker_2 December 9 2006, 03:28:07 UTC
"If you'd had a choice, would you have picked us?"

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obligatoryass December 9 2006, 03:31:56 UTC
"No," Logan says, and it's achingly hard thing to say that short, hard word.

"Not the parents, especially, not Lynn and Aaron. Not the Kanes, either. About the only person who I ever envied for her parents was Veronica. How fucked up is that?"

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