11. Results
Logan was going to work after leaving Veronica to the Cafe when he saw the paper in one of the newsstands.
Lilly's face was in the front page of OK!. Logan bought it and started to read.
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"Oh man, I hate history."
"You hate all subjects, Wallace." Mac smiled at him.
"A'right but history is the worst ever."
Mac knows that he was hiding something from her.
They were in the middle of May and more than a week had passed from the day in which they had found out about Veronica's rape.
Two days after the newspaper article about Abel Koontz, Wallace and Mac had found Duncan Kane naked and duct taped to the flag pole. Scum had been written on his chest with red paint.
They had known that it was Weevil's work, but they couldn't find in themselves the will to help him.
From that day on Wallace had been strange, on the edge.
"Hey Weevil." Mac greeted him when he came to the table.
"Mac, Fennel." he gave them his usual smirk but then he started to fidget a little. "I need a favor."
"Shoot, man."
"I need help with Math, my grandma will have my ass if I don't pass this year."
"Man, I can't help you. Veronica's the math little genius."
"I can," Mac smiled at Weevil. "Maybe I'm not as good as her but I have straight As."
"I'll pay you," he assured her with a serious face.
"That you'll do." she smiled. "After school? Today?"
"My home or here?"
"Here, I'll wait in the quad."
"Thanks Mac." he walked away rising his hand and waving good bye.
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"Finally!" Logan exclaimed when Veronica came to the beach to have lunch with him.
"I'm only five minutes late, lover boy," she smiled.
"Look." he gave her the magazine and let her read the news.
"He did it!" Veronica was happy to know that Lilly's case was reopened thanks to her dad.
"So it was true," she could see that Logan wasn't happy.
"What are you thinking?" she asked, taking one of his hands in hers.
"I need to tell you something," he looked down. "I think that when we'll go back home, I'll have some problem."
"Why?"
"I wasn't in Mexico that day," she paled a little but didn't let him go. For a fraction of a second she thought that he had killed Lilly, but then she almost laughed at the insanity of the thought. Logan wasn't that kind of a boyfriend; even if they were broken up at the time, he couldn't have killed her.
Maybe if she still thought about Logan as a psychotic jackass, she would have believed it, but she knew better after their month together.
"Where were you?"
"You know, I... I knew Lilly was seeing someone. It was driving me crazy. When I left for Neptune, I didn't know if I was gonna scream at her for treating me like dirt or beg her to take me back," He looked up at Veronica and sniffed to stop the tears. "And I saw her at the carwash."
"I didn't see you there." she said matter-of-factly
"Well, I just parked across the street and watched her. And this feeling came over me, you know, I don't…I don't know how to describe it but I just knew it was over. So I sat in my car and I wrote this note to her, explaining it," he smiled a little.
"Did you give it to her?" she started to think about the list of things her dad team had found out in Lilly's car and room.
"Yeah, I left it in the car with a shot glass," he looked at her and she hoped that he could tell that she believed him. "You know, if you read that letter, you'd know I'd never hurt her."
"I believe you," she kissed him and smiled. "My dad found a shot glass but I can't remember a letter in the list of things found in her room or car."
"Maybe she threw it away?"
"It's a possibility."
"Or maybe she hid it."
"Maybe," she sighed. "Look, we can't do anything from here, we'll face this problem when we'll go back," she kissed him again and they pretty much forgot about anything else for a while.
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Wallace was the first to come back home, and, as always that week, he looked for mail from Unified Genetics. The results were late because some protest or another.
He was looking absently to the various bills when he found what they were waiting for.
The envelope wasn't big or showy, it was little and brown, with the name of the labs on the upper left corner, the stamp on the opposite one, and the words: results confidential in the bottom left one.
Wallace was very curious, he wanted to find out the truth, but he knew that Keith had the right to be the first, so he went inside, left the letter on the kitchen counter, and went in his room to do his homework.
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"Logan, why we are here?" she asked her boyfriend. He had dragged her in front of Charleston's multiplex.
"We need to buy the ticket for Star Wars," he said it like it was obvious. "If we don't buy it now, we won't be able to get tickets."
Veronica rolled her eyes, but went with him inside to buy their tickets. She was excited too; she had liked the first five films very much and it didn't hurt that Anakin was a hottie.
She was surprised to find out that the tickets were almost sold-out.
"Told you so, sugarpuss," he sing-songed when they were going back home. "And we got them only 'cuz we'll go to the two o'clock show."
"Okay, you were right, I was wrong."
"Be still, my heart, she said that she was wrong!" he mocked her.
"I think you need to stop to making fun of me, buddy, or else someone won't sleep in my bed," she tilted her head and smiled evilly at him.
"Okay, I'm shutting up," he mimed zipping his mouth.
"Good boy," she patted him on the thigh and smiled.
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"Wallace, come here, son." Keith called the teenager from the kitchen.
"Comin'," he appeared in less than five seconds, eager to know the results. "Have you read it?"
"Veronica is my daughter!"
Wallace smiled and patted Keith on the shoulder.
"I'm happy, man."
"Thank you, Wallace," he said while he hugged his mother. "I'm so happy."
"Can I tell all this to Mac? She nagged me all week to know why I was so nervous."
"I have no problem, I would scream it from the roof if I didn't know that no one but Lianne and Jake would care," he smiled and hugged him. "Thank you again, for waiting to open it, and for your support."
"No prob, man." Wallace smiled again and went back in his room, probably understanding the need for the two adults to be together.
"I'm so happy for you, honey," Alicia kissed him. "I think we need to celebrate a little. Dinner and dance?"
"I'm in, baby." he twirled her and laughed.
"I'll go ask Wallace for babysitting Darryl."
"I'll make a reservation."
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Veronica arrived first at the door of their apartment. She opened it and got in.
When she switched on the light, what she saw around her took her breath away. There was a bouquet of flower on the table where dinner was ready for them.
"How did you do it?" she asked when she felt Logan's arms embrace her.
"Lydia helped me," he was kissing her neck and she could feel the smile on his lips.
Veronica took the flowers and smiled. There were red roses, white lilies and orchids.
"It's beautiful," she kissed him with passion and they almost forgot their surroundings.
"We need to eat or our dinner..." she shut him up with a kiss.
"I don't care."
"So you don't want even your gift?" he said smiling. He knew her.
"Gimme, gimme!" she started to jump on the place.
"Jeez, Ronnie, you're like a little kid," Logan laughed at her childish behavior, but took her in his old room.
On the bed, there were two beautiful surfboards.
"Yours is the red one." he told her.
The board were white with stylized lilies, red for her and blue for him.
"You like it? I thought about it, and in the end we'll spend less this way." he started to blather while he hugged her from behind. "I did the lilies, Bobby taught me how to do it, I bought two white boards and then I did the design."
She was without word so she simply took his hands and walked out of the bedroom.
"Where are we going?"
"Our room..." she grinned at him and opened the door.
"But dinner..."
"We'll eat later, now I want to let you know how much I liked your gift." she closed the door and pushed her boyfriend on the bed with an evil smile on her lips.
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Meg was happy.
She was on Duncan's bed, his arms around her. They were making out like the teenagers that they were and she liked it.
It was so much more passionate than with Cole. Duncan made her feel alive with his kisses, and she was starting to think that maybe she was in love with him.
"You're beautiful," he whispered in her ear, making her blush.
His hands were on her waist and were stroking her flesh under the shirt.
"Duncan..." she moaned his name and squeezed him in her embrace.
"I want to make love to you, Meg."
She was about to say that she wasn't ready, but Duncan kissed her again making her forget what she wanted to tell.
His hands began to lift her shirt and when he needed to stop kissing her to take it out she came back to earth.
"Stop," she said without breath.
"Why?" Meg could tell that he was frustrated, and she felt a little bad for him, but she wasn't ready to take a step that big.
"I'm not ready, Duncan," she said to him.
"Why? I love you, Meg."
Her eyes watered a little at his admission, and her heart started to beat faster from the happiness, but she knew that if she would have sex with him in that moment, she would have regretted it because she still didn't feel ready.
"I think I love you too, Duncan, but I'm still not ready," she kissed him on the lips and stood up. "I need to go or we'll do something that we'll regret in the morning."
Duncan squeezed her hand and smiled a little.
"Okay, I understand. Do you want to go out tomorrow?"
"I'd like it very much," Meg kissed him a last time on the lips and got out.
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"It was fantastic!"
Logan smiled at her girlfriend.
"Yeah, but I still think that the first trilogy was better," he took her hands and smiled. "And admit it, the only reason you like the second one more is because of the actor who plays Anakin."
"That's not true!" she said with fake outrage.
Logan laughed and Veronica joined him.
"What do you think they are doing?" she asked after they stopped.
He didn't need to ask her of who she was talking about, he knew that she missed her friends and her dad.
"I think your dad is cleaning his shotgun, for when we'll go back." he joked.
"You're so funny, pookie," he grunted when she used the hated nickname.
"The truth?" she nodded. "I think your dad is trying to find out why we run away and your friends will help him. Dick is probably at some party doing some Dick things."
"I miss them," she looked down a little sad.
"I'm sorry..."
"For what?" she was confused.
"If it wasn't for me you could go back and..." he didn't end the phrases because Veronica kissed him.
"I'm still not ready to go home," she was breathless when she started to talk. "And even if I was I would not leave you. We're in this together, do you remember?"
He smiled at her. She was something else, and he loved her more every day that they were together.
Sorry for the lateness, but I have lots and lots of things to do.. I'll try to post every 10/14 days even less if I can!