Disclaimer: I don't own Veronica Mars or any of its characters and plots
How did the Guilt begin, you ask? Well…
Chapter 1
No one's PoV
The house on the hill was silent.
Sunlight streamed through the windows, illuminating trashed rooms littered with red, plastic cups, beer bottles and teenage bodies strewn across the floor and furniture. Most of the rooms were occupied with at least five bodies, all except one.
In a quiet guestroom on the ground floor of the house, a single girl lay in the white sheets of the bed. Her hair was golden and strewn across the pillows. She was dressed in white. All white.
In another room a blonde boy began to stir…
Dick's PoV
I wandered aimlessly through the house, whistling as I went, trying to remember last night's events when I saw a door to my left slightly ajar. Out of boredom and slight curiosity I walked in…
Veronica's PoV
A sound from the hall finally roused me from sleep. I looked around, completely confused about my surroundings.
There was nothing in the room that could explain how she got here, except… Oh No… No No No No…
Across the room , in a scrunched up pile lay her underwear. Tears silently streamed down my face as I felt a searing pain between my thighs…
That's when the door opened.
A/N: This is the prequel many PMs and Reviews have asked for, if you are just reading this story I suggest you read my other story, The Guilt is Necessary. If you are confused about the Pairings of DiVe in this story and LoVe in the other story, Logan isn't in this story because it is mainly a build-up of the friendship that Dick and Veronica have in the next story and how it came to be. This story will also explain the events that are referred to in 'The Guilt Is Necessary'