Author's note: I don't really know what to do next. If you have any ideas just post them. Thanks for all the reviews. Love you guys for them. I have a really busy summer so I won't be able to post a lot but when I do I will try to post longer chapters.
I tried to open the door as quietly as possible hoping to dodge my dad. Just as I thought I was in the safe and was about to open my bedroom door I heard my cell phone go off. "H-hello?"
"Veronica Mars. Get your butt into the office now!" click. It was my dad. I knew I was in for it.
As I drove to the office I called Logan.
"Logan it is Veronica. I just wanted to know exactly what you told my dad about my 'condition'…. Yea…Uh-uh… Thanks… I will talk to you later… Love you too. Bye."
My dad knew everything. At least I wouldn't have to tell him. He even knew about the Dick ordeal. Can you say grounded, cause I can? I opened the door and walked into his office.
"Veronica what the hell were you thinking? I mean Dick Casablanca of all guys. I mean Logan I would be okay with but Dick and you didn't even call me."
"Dad, I didn't really have a choice. I mean Logan sort of forced me to leave with him and I wanted to stay until I was sober and didn't have a hangover to talk to you. I am really sorry I worried you. I sort of wanted to talk to you about something else though." I looked at him and he nodded. "Logan got a phone call, from his dad's lawyer. The trial is the day after tomorrow and I really was hoping I could stay with Logan during the trial. We know what each other is going through. I need him and he needs me. I was just going to ask you if it was ok."
"Honey I think that would be fine. Just promise to call me everyday and I want to sit with you at the trial. You are still my little girl and I love you."
"Thanks dad. I love you. Who's your daughter?" We both laughed. Before I left I grabbed my laptop and camera and kissed him on the cheek. "I promise I will call you. Everyday." With that I left for Logan's house.
It was the day of the trial and Logan and I were trying to figure out the fastest way to get into the courtroom without to much paparazzi.
"I mean we could use disguises."
"Come on Ronnie, you know that would never work. They wouldn't let us in. I think our best bet is to just keep our heads down and walk as quickly as possible. I promise I will hold your hand. Believe me Ronnie. I know how to handle them, just don't respond and squeeze my hand if you need anything. Come on we should get going." He kissed me on the forehead and we climbed into his Xterra.
The press wasn't bad. Aaron had come in right behind us so they all kept their attention on him so we got into the court home free. As Aaron walked past us he purposely brushed my shoulder and smiled at me. I could feel the bile rise in my throat and I ran to the bathroom. I puked a couple of times before my dad and Logan knocked on the door.
"Come on baby. We need to go inside. You don't have to look at him even. I am right next to you and so is your dad. Ronnie?" I walked out and grabbed my dad's and Logan's hand.
"I'm ready." With that my dad opened the door and we took our seats.