A/N: So, this is my first fanfic for any show ever and that is going to be my excuse for anything …not so great. It's a pretty dang short story (I'm not sure that you can even call it a story). Also, since this is my first story, reviews would be awesome and appreciated!
Spoilers: Ummm, maybe until episode 2 of season 1? (where it takes place).
Summary: Basically Logan's thoughts about his situation with Veronica after he catches her looking at him when Caitlin leaves. A little random since it's his thoughts, but hey give it a try!
POV: I really had a hard time deciding between Logan's POV and 3rd person. But I decided Logan's POV.
Disclaimer: Really? Haha
I Remember
I see her looking this way, her face a complete paradox. It's hallow and empty, yet filled with steel, bitterness, and a tinge of grief. I turn away; I can't look at her face any longer. I know I'm the one who made her use that mask as a weapon and a shield. But it doesn't matter; she brought it on herself… didn't she? Why didn't she side me, with us? I thought we were her family. I thought we mattered, that Lily mattered. How could she side with her dad? Keith Mars is a fool for thinking its Lily's own father. That's the single dumbest idea I've ever heard. Yet, she still picked him. And the only thing I can ask is why? Maybe that's just it. Maybe I just can't see it from her view because I could never side with Aaron on anything. Just thinking about him makes my stomach turn. Maybe I can't see it from her side because I could never do the same for him. But, what if it was my mom? What if she falsely accused Jake Kane of killing his own daughter? What if I had to pick between them and her? What would I do? I think I know the answer, but I can't face the truth. If I do, then everything changes. She becomes the victim and I become the bully. She can't be the victim. I can't be the bully. I can't be like Aaron. So, I ignore the little voice in my head. She deserves it. She's not a victim. She's just a slut. But, I remember when she was Ronnie.