(Before I even start, I wanna announce a thing.. So, a reviewer pointed out that Michael might be related to Veronica. And another pointed out a fact I already knew, Morgan is getting the absolute shit stick in storylines. I mean Ava? Seriously? Gross. So, bearing that in mind, I've chosen to go with Morgan Corinthos as Veronica's pairing. Now, I wanna thank everybody who's added the story to their follow list and the two who have reviewed, my anon, Meggie and my signed in reviewer, Castiel Angel Heart. I hope this story is something that people enjoy reading, and I hope to hell it's not the biggest piece of shit written, ever. I'm gonna do what I can with the characters, but in the cases of Morgan and Franco, yes, I am going to redeem both of them because, damn it, they deserve that. )
CHAPTER 11:
CHAPTER 11
"Are you sure you want to work in a boring art gallery after school?" Franco asked as Veronica nodded and said "It's not boring, dad, and duh, I asked to help, didn't I?" as she looked at him and took a bite of her cereal.
Ava's veiled threat, what she'd had done to Morgan, of course, was a huge motivator. Unlike most girls, Veronica wasn't the type to lie down and take something cowering in fear. She fully intended to fight, because all feelings for Morgan aside, he was a friend.
And he was half Ava's age, it sickened Veronica that someone could get so jealous that they'd have a kid beaten up.
Franco studied her, snapped his fingers in her face as he said quietly, "Something bothering you?" while studying her in concern. Something had her in a mood, he was her father, his instincts were telling him that.
"I'm good.. Just a little anxious about that stupid chemistry test." Veronica fibbed as she ate her toast, nibbling at it, looking at him as she said "You do need the help, Dad.. Like, nobody's there to man the phones, balance the books and write things down for you.. Because let's face it, Dad, you are absent minded." and managed a laugh.
"And so are you." Franco said as he smirked and then asked again, "Are you sure you're okay? You looked pretty mad just now."
"The small minded pea brains I go to school with, Dad. That's all. They just piss me off with the way they judge everyone and everything." Veronica fibbed again. She hated lying, especially to her father, but she had this feeling if she did tell the truth, her father might just have a massive coronary on her, after all, he seemed to think Morgan was nothing but trouble.
And maybe he was, but he was her friend too, damn it, and friends don't just let friends stay in bad situations without at least trying to help them.
Which was why she was going to start 'working' at the gallery.
Maybe if she got close enough to Ava (or at least her desk and computer) she could find something on the bitch to get rid of her for good.
"Shit.. Gotta go, Dad. I'll be there after soccer practice." Veronica said as she grabbed her uniform and cleats, her book bag and her skateboard, hugging her father. He smiled and said "The game's Saturday, right?"
"Yeah, but your meeting is too. It's cool, I'll be fine." Veronica said as Franco shook his head and said "I'm gonna make it.. Your grandfather.. He's actually the one who asked.. Apparently, he's coming and he's bringing Lucy with him.."
Veronica raised a brow and then shrugged as she said "Just don't work too hard." as she walked out into the hallway. She'd just gotten around a corner when she felt herself being grabbed and dragged into a private area, an alcove just off the hallway. The door shut and Morgan said quietly, "She's going to go after you somehow.. Because she saw me when I went to the skate park with you guys this weekend."
"Fuck that bitch, Morgan. Do I look like I'm afraid? She's just an old lady who needs to pick on people her own size." Veronica started, only to have Morgan shaking his head and saying "You need to stay out of this, fireball."
"Make me, Captain Morgan." Veronica challenged as he looked at her and shook his head then said "Either way.. I'm gonna tell your dad what she's up to. I know he hates me even breathing near you but it's my fault.. I mean I can't stay away."
"I never said I wanted you to, Captain." Veronica quipped as she glared up at him and said calmly, "And you are not saying a word to my dad. Got it? I've got a plan.. Well, not yet.. But it's coming."
"Are you nuts?"
"Maybe.. I mean my dad was a psycho for a while, Morgan." Veronica explained patiently as she added "And we can't forget dear old grandma, now can we? So maybe I am a little crazy." He shook his head and then said "What are you going to do?"
"Let's just say she's about to get really, really sick of seeing me."
"Nope, not going to let that happen."
"Morgan, you can't exactly stop it. Look, you're my.. You're a friend, okay and I don't let people threaten and have my friends beaten up. Besides, relax.. The stupid old bitch won't ever even realize what I'm up to until it's too late." she said as she bit her lower lip, looked at him with her hand on her hip.
"Nothing I can say is going to stop you, is it?" he asked as she shook her head and said with a shrug, "Not like there's anything else to do in this town." being dismissive about it as usual, to hide the way she did feel about Morgan.
She knew that sooner or later she was going to have to deal with her feelings for him, but for now, she had other things to focus on.
"So.. I heard Molly got you to sign up to perform at the Nurses Ball?"
"I'm singing that song from Frozen. And no, Morgan, you can't see my act before the Ball. You, Captain, are just going to have to wait in line like everyone else." Veronica teased, poking him lightly in the chest with her finger as she stared up into his eyes.
She brushed her finger across the fading bruise on his eye and asked quietly, "What'd your mom say when she saw the shiner?"
"She just told me that I needed to stay out of trouble. I told her I got into a fight at the Floating Rib." Morgan said quietly as Veronica sighed and popped him in the back of the head while pointing out, "Sooner or later, Morgan, your mom's gonna figure it out. She's a smart chick."
"And she likes you too, apparently." Morgan said with a laugh as Veronica raised a brow and he said "Your name might have come up when she saw us talking.. She might have asked a thousand questions about you."
"Oh really.. She did, huh?"
"She did.. And she likes you, I mean I think she does. With my mom it's not really ever easy to tell until you meet her face to face." Morgan said as Veronica smiled and said "Maybe I'll see her while I'm helping Dad at the gallery after school then.. Maybe I need to tell her what that bitch Ava is doing to her son. Right after I slip laxative in Ava's tea, of course."
"Seriously.. You're going to make her miserable, aren't you?" Morgan chuckled as Veronica gazed up at him with a mischevious smirk and said "Why the hell not? I'm a teenager, I'm supposed to be all sneaky and full of trouble."
"This is all my fault." he asserted as she moved closer to him and took a few deep breaths then rested her head against his chest as she looked up and said "It is not your fault, Morgan I mean yeah, you have shit judgement in ladies.. Yeah, you do a lot of things that aren't great.. But none of this is your fault. Sometimes, bad people are attracted to sweet ones."
She straightened the collar on his polo shirt and then said quietly, "If you wanna see me.. You know where I'll be."
"I do, don't I?" he asked as he pulled her against him, hugged her, his hands trailing through her long and messy hair as he said quietly, "I don't deserve a friend like you." with her shaking her head and saying quietly, "I'm no saint, Captain Morgan."
He smiled a little and then said casually, "C'mon.. I'll walk you to school."
If he didn't tell her he was falling for her soon, it was going to drive him insane, literally.
