SATURDAY

Believe me
It's easy
To scream when you're dreaming
You wonder what's under your bed when you're sleeping
They beat you
And blame you
For all that you went through
But hey it's just another Saturday
It's only just another Saturday

Logan looked at Veronica who had just walked into the supermarket. He had to contain himself not to go up to her and hug her and say, "Hey, don't I know you from somewhere?" then give her his famous smirk. Saturdays went by so slow for him these day's, nothing to do- Dick and Beaver were busy, and he couldn't screw Kendall anymore, she was dirtied by Duncan's so called dick- more like a cocktail weenie in his humble opinion. A flash of guilt ran through him, he and Duncan were suppost to be friends again. How come he still resented him? Logan shook it off and went to the cashier, she was an elderly lady, she grimaced as she ran the box of condoms he had bought, Tough, Logan thought. He gave her a cocky smile, "gotta keep the ladies happy," he said ignoring her discomfort. Walking out of the supermarket something caught his eye, Veronica was with someone. Who is that? Logan thought confused, the figure turned around, Beaver? Logan had the sudden urge to punch something. Who all was Veronica screwing these days? And she was the innocent one? Yeah. Right. He watched as she pulled him into a hug, Beaver's shoulders started to quake, and then it hit him, he was crying. Guess who won't be winning the friend of the year? You guessed it, that's a bitch I was really looking forward to getting that bumper sticker.

I love you
I need you
like a thousand times before
Wonder why I hate you
But I'll scream and ask for more
I only wanted your attention
At least the hate is some connection
but hey, it's just another Saturday

Logan thought about how much he wanted her back. How badly he missed that feeling of total contentment, how badly he missed those mischievous green eyes. He shook off the feeling- she wasn't his anymore. Maybe she never was, maybe her heart always belonged to him. Logan tried to shake off the pain, but it just kept coming. He took out his cell phone and dialed her number. "Hey," she answered shortly obviously not in the mood for his bull today. "Hey what happened with you and Beav today? I saw you in the parking lot at the market," Logan asked matching her tone, Veronica sighed, "It's Mac, she dumped him today... He was devastated, he only came looking for comfort." "Well he should have came to me or Dick," he retorted, "Yeah, and what would you have done. Honestly Logan you aren't exactly as sympathetic to him as you like to think you are- 'Kay? What would you have said?" "I would have said 'Hey Beav I know how it feel's having your heart ripped out, trust me it's brutal.'" Veronica sighed again into the phone, "Logan-" she started, "I don't want to get into this with you today, so if you don't mind I would like to go back to the cheerful state I was in before called," Logan snorted, "Cheerful, yeah right. Ronnie, since when do you have time to be cheerful? When you're not out taking pictures of cheating husbands with their pants, around their ankles your ripping the hearts out of innocent bystanders." "Logan I have to go, have a good day holding on that resentment towards me because it didn't work out between us, seriously, that's a great way to live." He could hear the hurt in her voice, "No Veronica, it could have worked- but you didn't want it to... So don't tell me 'it didn't work out between us' give me a break, I loved you," he sighed, "hence the 'loved' as in past tense, I am over you, so don't flatter yourself," he said too quickly. "Logan I have to go, bye." Logan could hear the line go dead, his heart wrenched. Great, Logan your just so damn good at getting the girl of your dreams back, putting them down totally turns them on. He shook his head and flopped heavily on his bed.

Believe me,
It's easy
To live between the lines
When mommy says sorry,
Over a thousand times
You're tied up
You're cried up
You gotta get outta here
But hey it's just another Saturday
It's only just another Saturday

Logan woke up at six in the evening, he popped open a bottle of beer and took a long sip. He didn't feel like getting loaded today, he wanted to be clear headed when he woke up the next morning to go see his dad. He didn't want to, but he had to... He had to get a few things off his chest.

I love you
I need you
Like a thousand times before
Wonder why I hate you
But I scream and ask for more
I only wanted your attention
At least the hate is some connection
If I feel, then I need
If I love, then I'm free
Then I'm free

He walked into the penitentiary, walked straight past a guard, "Hey punk, where do you think your goin?" he asked furiously, like this happened all the time. "I am here to see my father... Aaron Echolls." He said shamefully, "Yeah, you and a million other people," he snorted, "I am Logan Echolls, hey you need proof I can show you the scars the size of softballs on my back, Aaron Echolls very own belt created them, the belts he actually touched!" Logan said with mock enthusiasm, "Jerry, he is the real thing," Logan jumped to the sound of her voice, he jerked around to see her blonde pigtails and green eyes. I would loose myself in those eyes right now, if I could find myself after. He thought, "What are you doing here?" he asked with more venom then he intended. "The same reason I am pretty sure you are, to so him," I looked at her with disbelief, "I never get very far though, I always get spooked and run away," "The fearless Veronica Mars, the one who, if you piss her off enough will ruin your life, is afraid of a man who is all the other side of safety glass and has to talk to you through a phone, even though he is like 5 centimeters away." Veronica looked at him tears shimmered in her eyes, "It was nice talking to you Logan, I hope I get the pleasure again," she turned away from him and walked away at a fast pace. He would tell her to stop if he thought he could change anything. But he couldn't so he let her walk away, walk out of his life.

You make a mess of me
you make a mess of me

He sat into the chair, his eyes looking straight into eyes of the man across from him; he picked up the phone and watched as Aaron did the same. "So Daddy, how have you been doing, you look a little gruff maybe you should have a shower, oh I forgot you can't shower here without someone giving you the hot beef injection. How is that going, gay yet?" Logan said, sarcasm drenched his words. "Well I see you haven't changed a bit, son, still turning to those snide remarks for comfort I see. When will you grow up?" he asked crossly, "I was gonna ask you the same question! Since you obviously think your young enough to screw Lilly, who was sixteen. So really when will you grow up? and start fucking people your own age?" Logan started to feel exasperated, all he could think about was running away and forgetting he had a father. "Logan what are you here for?" Aaron sighed, "You know what Aaron I really have no idea, I thought I had something to say to you, but I just realized what the hell could say to the man who screwed and murdered the first girl I ever had feeling's for, and then trying to kill the love of my life? Really, the only thing I can think of is this: Burn in hell you son of a bitch. Well see you around, oh wait I almost forgot I won't because your going to be in prison for the rest of your life, what a shame." With that Logan got up and walked away, he could hear his father pounding on the glass yelling "Logan! Logan! Come back here you little jackass!" but Logan continued to walk his heart thumping in his throat.

I love you
I need you
Like a thousand times before
Wonder why I hate you
But I scream and ask for more
I only wanted your attention
At least the hate is some connection
But hey it's just another Saturday, another Saturday
It's only just another Saturday.
Another Saturday and I'm free
and I'm free
and I'm free
And I'm free

Logan drove up to her apartment complex, he looked at her door, he watched as Duncan came out the door with Veronica in his arms, kissing her passionately. Logan gripped the steering wheel until his knuckles were white. After they stopped kissing, he saw the look on Veronica's face she was totally happy. Her eyes glistened with peace. It dawned on Logan, if she is truly that happy- even if it's not with him, she should stay that way. He was going to leave her and their relationship alone. For now.

End

(The Song is called 'Saturday' by: Hedley... R&R please!)

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