Logan's POV

I walked along the coast of Dog Beach in the pouring rain wearing a sweatshirt, thinking about Veronica. I shouldn't have broken up with her. I can't stand not seeing her. I miss her scent, her eyes, her smile, and laugh. Wallace told me that she wasn't handling it well. I hoped she would be strong about it. As I looked into the distance I saw a small figure sit in the sand looking out into the ocean. I walked close, and could tell she was wearing a spaghetti strapped skirt and shorts. Who would wear that in the rain? I saw the girl shiver so I kept walking. The girl must have heard me because she turned and I caught a glimpse of who it was.

"Veronica?! What are you doing out here? You are going to get sick! It's the middle of January!" I screamed.

"Why would you care? You broke up with me…member?" she asked

"I still care about you! Come on…you can come back to my place. I still have some of your clothes." I held out my hand but she just turned her head away.

I looked at her and saw her shiver and shake rapidly. Her lips were almost like a dark blue, and she looked very pale.

"Veronica your shaking! Your lips are blue and your paler than paper! Let me take you back to my room!" I yelled.

She didn't answer. Instead she curled up into the sand and suddenly started shaking even more. I didn't even ask her this time. I took off my sweat shirt and put it on her. Her eyes were closed and she looked whiter than paper. I rushed to my car and placed her gently into the passenger seat. I sped off to my suite at the grand.

"STAY AWAY! DON"T TOUCH ME!" she yelled in her sleep. She started crying, and sobbing. "PLEASE LET ME GO! PLEA-HE-HEASE" she yelled.

Please don't let her be thinking about Cassidy. Sometimes when she slept over, she would wake up in the middle of the night screaming. And even crying.

"Veronica wake up! We're almost there. Don't worry I won't let him touch you." I said.

It killed me that I couldn't help her. I hated seeing her like this. Finally we pulled up to the hotel and I carried her up to my room and tucked her into my bed and piled 4 blankets on her. I went to the bathroom and filled the tub with hot water, and went to put her in it. I carried her back to the bathroom, and took off her clothes, As I removed her pants, I noticed a few bruises on her legs. Maybe she wasn't talking about Cassidy…but Mercer? I mean…he couldn't have…rapped her…could he?

I couldn't stop to think because Veronica started shaking again. When I put her in the water she woke up with a startle.

"Logan…Don't let him do it to me again. He hurt me, so bad!" she cried.

"Who, Veronica? Tell me where you got the bruises from?" I asked,

"Mer…Merc…Mercer." She whispered. "Please. Help me?" she asked.

"He will never lay a finger on you, okay? I promise you. Now come on, let's get you those clothes and go to bed huh?" I said.