Title: When life turns out to be a joke
Author: Shanee
Pairing/Characters: Veronica, Mac, Wallace
Rating: PG-13 (maybe R later)
Spoiler: through Season 2 Finale
Disclaimer: Rob Thomas owns everything
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Part 3: Meeting and Fight
Having Sad Mac and Angry Wallace in the same room wasn't a good idea at all. The whole day, they were fighting to prove which one was the unhappiest and Veronica was sick of them.
"At least she told you the truth," Mac said again as she started crying. Again.
"Stop repeating yourself, please. It's not an excuse anyway. You, he tried to protect. He didn't want you disillusioned. He really cared for you," Wallace retorted.
"Enough! Hush, both of you!" Veronica yelled. "Do you hear what you are saying? Do you realize how immature and selfish you are being? And Wallace you're being ridiculous. You can't win, so stop it. Her boyfriend killed himself and you were dumped. You can't compare. Besides Jackie isn't a murderer, so quit complaining."
When Veronica said "murderer," Mac began to sob again. Veronica rolled her eyes, exasperated.
"Face it, Mac. You have to deal with the truth -- Cassidy was a murderer. You can't cry for him your whole life. You have the right to be sad, but don't waste your life. You can't spend all day in your bed, crying every tear in your body. You have to wake up. He's dead, not you."
"Save it, V!" Wallace admonished. "Close your mouth, before you become a real bitch. Mac deserves the right to be sad as long as she wants. It's only been a week. It's your hate for Beaver talking."
"I don't hate him,"
"Of course you do, and you have the right to, but don't be cruel to Mac," Wallace continued. "She's your friend and she doesn't deserve your anger, especially now."
Veronica looked at him, amazed.
"You're both against me, now? That's new."
They didn't answer and both of their faces seemed hostile.
"Ok, I get it!" said Veronica bitterly and, picking up her bag, left the house.
She hates days like these.
xxxxxxx
Sitting on the edge of Mac's bed, Wallace looked around, waiting for Mac's return. Even if they both were friends with Veronica, they didn't really know each other and it was the first time that Wallace had been in her house.
Mac came back with two glasses full of orange juice.
"Thank you."
They both drank silently. Since Wallace defended her from Veronica, it felt like their argument was over. But they didn't know what else to say.
The awkward silence continued.
"Do you want to watch a movie?" she asked him suddenly.
"Sure."
"What kind?"
"Something happy?" He was in the mood for something to raise his spirits.
xxxxxxx
Three DVD boxes laid on the floor. The credits played on the screen and Wallace's eyes were focused on the TV. Next to him, Mac was smiling.
She couldn't believe he had never seen "Where the Heart Is" before, even if the fact he was a boy explained it a little. Mac thought it was one of the most beautiful movies and the look on Wallace's face told her he thought the same.
It took a few moments after the screen turned black before Wallace stirred, and when he realized Mac was still smiling, he laughed gently. She smiled shyly and blushed. Yeah, she really liked this movie. It made her feel the life could and would get better, someday. Somehow, she had still faith in the future.
She looked on the clock. They hadn't noticed the time passing. Wallace stood up when he realized how late it was.
"I have to go. Do you think you can drive me home? Since I came with Veronica…"
Mac hesitated for a moment. She hadn't left her house since the night everything had happened.
"Ok." She tried to look at ease. Luckily, Wallace didn't notice.
xxxxxxx
Sleep eluded Veronica. She couldn't forget Wallace's words and the look he had given her. She tried to block it all out, but the memory still hurt. She was fighting her guilty conscience, when she heard Wallace silently approaching.
She pretended to be asleep when he passed in front of her bed, but he didn't even look at her.
His words rolled around in her mind and Veronica wondered if she hated Beaver. Everybody seemed to think she did, like she might. But she wasn't sure she did. She was sad for him, for everything he endured and everything he did. She should hate him for what he did to her, to everyone he had hurt, but she didn't. She could have hated him, but instead, she was really trying to forgive him. Hating Beaver would do nothing but make Veronica more upset, and what good would it serve? He was dead, and there was nothing to do now but pick up the pieces and try to move on.
She didn't hate Beaver, but she was still very angry with him. And she needed to let her anger out.
She didn't want to hurt Mac. Veronica knew Wallace was right. She had acted like a bitch earlier, and now she was filled with remorse. Tomorrow she would see Mac and beg her to accept her apologies. She couldn't lose another friend now.
