You arrived at Duncan's house an hour ago. So far nothing has happened, besides the occasional snigger from a cheerleader or a drunken classmate. Logan has disappeared on you, probably to get wasted with the rest of the 09ers, but he's left you all alone with no one to protect you or help if you if something goes wrong.
And it does.
"Hey Mars…looking fiiiiiiiiiine tonight" Dick tells you, circling you like pray.
"Hey Dick"
You move to get away from him, he corners you at a wall. Suddenly Duncan appears from your left. What've they done with Logan?
"Veronica. Dear sweet innocent Veronica"
"I told Logan this would happen. Just let me the fuck go so I can go home okay? I'm done playing games Duncan"
Duncan kisses your neck. You don't feel that passion you do when Logan kisses your neck. Duncan kissing your neck is like making love to garbage. Both disgusting and wrong.
"C'mon Mars we just want to have some fun" Dick says.
He grabs your wrists holding you tightly and most likely leaving bruises. He pulls you upstairs to the bedrooms with Duncan following close behind making sure no one is looking. They take you into a bedroom and throw you to the floor like you're dirt.
"Alright boys, you've had your fun, but I'm afraid I should be going. Logan's probably looking for me. This has been fun"
"I don't think so Veronica. Besides, Logan's passed out by the pool, he won't even know"
"Know what?"
"Know what we're about to do"
Fear passes through your small body. This is serious. You have two very angry 09ers here who would probably gag, rape and kill you if they were in the mood and besides Logan, no one knows you are here, you've made no contact with anyone at the party so you're pretty much screwed, plus you left your phone in Logan's car which was probably the stupidest thing you've done in a long time.
"So let me guess, the old gag and rape gig right?"
You prepare for the worse and use sarcasm to hide how afraid you are. You lie on the bed and place your hands above your head ready to be handcuffed to the bed and have a rag stuffed in your mouth. Much surprise to you they don't move to tie you up.
"We don't want to do this if your not willing Veronica" Dick says pouting a little.
"Oh well if that's the case I should get going"
You get up and make way to the door. They stop you before you exit.
"If you leave it makes this no fun" Duncan slurs.
"Too bad for you then"
All in one movement you are slammed against the door with Duncan's hands around your neck and Dick's arms holding you firmly against the door. Breathing is the thing you need to do most now, you can feel the air being sucked out of your lungs, but none is coming back in.
Duncan's grip loosens and he kisses you passionately. You reciprocate the kiss if only for you life. Dick keeps his grip tight. This is one time you wish you had your zapper here.
"Duncan, you reek of alcohol. Let me the fuck go"
"Not until I get to fuck you one last time baby"
His hands move up your dress, Dick's let go of you and he watches on. You slap Duncan hard, his head snaps left with a loud thwack.
"You fucking slut!" He yells, fist colliding with your petite face.
You crumble to the floor with one punch. Hand on your face for the bruise that's surely going to appear in a matter of minutes. He spits on you and kicks you from the door and leaves, Dick follows in his foot steps, only you see the sympathy in Dick's eyes. You never saw that in Duncan's eyes. Only hatred and anger.
Silently you cry to yourself, letting the warm tears soothe your aching face and your pride…or what you have left of it. Your head slumps against the wall. If you go out there people will notice, if you don't Logan will look for you.
Your eyes close as you try to reach a better place. Slumber takes your fragile tiny body.
---
"Veronica!? Hey have you seen Veronica?" Logan's voice echoes through the halls.
"In here" You say, moving from the door and making sure your back is to your boyfriend.
"Veronica?" He questions entering the room.
"Yeah. Sorry I fell asleep. Let's go home"
You walk quickly downstairs reaching the car before Logan can notice. As you get in your head turns towards him in a momentary lapse of concentration and he notices the large purple bruise below your eye and covering you left cheek bone.
"What the fuck happened?"
His hand reaches to touch the ugly mark Duncan left on you. You wince in pain, it hurts like hell but you try not to show it.
"Nothing. I fell and bumped my cheek. Can we go?"
"You didn't fall Veronica. Did you get in a fight?"
"No. Can we go please?"
He starts the car. Then shuts it off.
"I'll kill him" He says, taking his seat belt off.
"Who?" You act dumb. Maybe he'll change his mind.
"You know fucking who Veronica! Why didn't you come get me!? The fucker is dead"
Logan stalks out of his car and into the house. You follow after hoping to stop the fight before it starts. No such luck, Logan finds Duncan at the bar cleaning up. He turns him around and takes a swing getting him in the jaw. You hope it hurt.
"That's for Veronica" Another swing, this one hits his eye. "You don't fucking" And another. "Hit fucking" And yet another. "Girls. Especially Veronica"
Duncan has no time to retaliate. Logan's punches fly fast. Stomach, jaw, eye, stomach, eye, stomach, jaw, face. Duncan recoils to the floor, spitting up splatters of blood to the floor. His nose bleeds endlessly as Logan kicks him hard. You can imagine his ribs snapping as Logan's large feet dig into the sensitive skin of you ex boyfriend.
He kneels to the ground and looks at his contender in the eye. Both of Duncan's eyes are swollen, Logan stands strong without a hit or scratch on him.
"Fuck with her again Duncan and I'll not only kick the fucking shit through you, next time I'll fucking kill you"
As Logan stalks back to the door he grabs your arm and practically drags you to the car like a little kid. You are in fear of this Logan. Enraged and furious Logan. This Logan is un predictable, even he is capable of hurting women in this state. One wrong word and he'll punch you straight in the face you think.
Wordlessly he starts the car and drives off. You watch the road intently with nothing to say to him. His knuckles are red and raw all you want to do is kiss them better. His places a hand on his seat and breathes in and out deeply, you hear the shakiness of his voice through his breath.
"Logan? Are you alright?" You ask, not too sure what to expect.
"Fine. Fucking fantastic"
You grab his hand and bring it to your mouth, kissing every knuckle softly and cautiously hoping to heel a little of the pain. He gestures a smile your way, but you know it's not meaningful.
"I'm sorry for not telling you" You tell him, placing his hand on your lap, playing with his fingers.
"I just…its…I couldn't lose you Veronica. I don't know what I would have done if he'd done more damage…or killed you"
You laugh lightly even though you shouldn't have. "You probably would have gone out and found a hot girl to take to bed and forget all about me Logan"
"Would not"
"Would too"
"I'm sorry for not believing you about Duncan" He says, taking his eyes off the road for a second to look at you.
"It's okay. I understand. You and Duncan have been friends forever"
"I should have trusted you though. I'm sorry"
"Hey. Don't be. It's not your fault"
"I shouldn't have left you alone"
You shush him with a kiss on his cheek as he pulls into the hotel car parking. He opens his door and gets out, you follow after.
---
So maybe you thought when Duncan got his ass kicked by your boyfriend he'd stop harassing you forever…or at least for a few weeks. That isn't the case. Logan's been in the shower for 10 minutes and during those 10 minutes Duncan has tried calling you 7 times and he's left 3 voicemail messages on your phone. You bother checking them, what's the point really? He's just going to fake some apology.
Logan gets out of the shower, he has a towel wrapped around his waist his delicious body still dripping with water. He walks to you and gestures for your hand, you let him take it and lead you to the bathroom.
"Logan, I don't feel like fucking…"
"We're not" He says.
You walk into the bathroom and find the bathtub full. There's several scented candles lit around the bathtub and a few magazines for you to read.
"I just thought maybe you could use a little relaxation"
He kisses that soft spot on your neck, you go weak at his kiss and almost collapse. Gently he takes off you clothes, piece by piece, throwing each item to the ground carelessly. You're finally naked, only Logan doesn't grope or ogle you, he lets you be and tells you to enjoy your bath.
Once you're in all these thoughts come to your head. This was supposed to be relaxing hey? Well you find that this is not relaxing at all and only makes you more agitated and annoyed.
The incident between you and Duncan plays most in your head. You never though of Duncan the type to hit a woman, and maybe he wouldn't had he been sober. Or maybe he would have. Did you ever really know the real Duncan anyway? He was never loud or ambitious, he kept to himself a lot.
And Dick Casablancas? What the fuck seriously? He played his part, he helped Duncan corner you and bring you upstairs. He helped torture you and poke fun. Why did he have sympathy for you when you were on the ground in pain?
You close your eyes and rest your head back. Maybe your mind will stop working and let you have a minutes peace.
…Or not.
"Veronica, your dad" Logan says, interrupting your bath as he passes you're your cell phone.
"Dad?"
"Hey sweetie. Look before you hang up on me and go off hating me again I just want to say I understand okay?"
"Understand?"
"This thing with Logan. I get it. I'm not mad at you sweetheart and I hate that we're fighting"
"But you believed all the rumours. Why didn't you confront me?"
"I was scared that they were true. I mean I know they are true now, but baby you could never be a slut. So you cheated on Duncan? You made a mistake…a relatively bad mistake but it was yours to make and you can't take it back"
"And Logan? What about Logan dad? I love him"
"Well if you…love Logan then I suppose I can't stop you from seeing him. Just come home sweetie. I miss you and so does Backup"
"Alright dad. Let me just finish up here and Logan will drop me off soon"
"Veronica?"
"Yeah dad?"
"I love you kid"
"I love you too dad"
You hang up and place your cell phone on the ledge of the sink. How are you supposed to tell Logan you're going home? Of course he had to expect it right? It's not like you two planned to stay here forever. Truthfully you had expected Logan to be off with some slut right now and not here with you being sweet.
The bath empties as you step out and wrap a towel around you. You make your way from the bathroom to lounge room where you find Logan, legs spread, arms slung across the back of the couch watching cartoons in his boxers like the little kid he is.
"Logan baby?" You pout. "Is it possible for me to go home sometime tonight?"
His attention immediately directs to you and you only.
"You want to go home?"
"It's not that I don't like it here Logan, trust me if I ever run away this is where I'd be going. It's just I miss my dad and my bed and my dog. I can't stay here forever right?"
"I suppose not"
"Are you angry?"
"No of course not"
"That's good"
"Before you go though" A mischievous smirk dances across his lips. You can tell that he's undressing you with his eyes. He really should just ask. "I think I want to ravish you one more time"
"Really? Would this help?" The towel that previously adorned your tiny figures drops to the floor. He openly eyes every part of you.
"Come here"
"Catch me if you can" You giggle running to the bedroom.
Stupid choice really. You're pretty much cornered. You could run to the bathroom but again you'd be corner with no point of exit….plus when he does catch you and starts ravishing you the bath or shower is the only way you two can do it in there.
As he runs to catch you he strips, his boxers becoming a piece of garbage on the floor. His arms go around your tiny bare waist when he finally reaches you and he pulls you onto the bed roughly, you squeal and giggle.
"Veronica Mars are you giggling?"
"No"
"What about now?" His fingers graze your stomach.
"Nope"
"Now?" They trail to the insides of your thigh.
"No"
"And now?"
Logan fingers are lost inside you. Pumping evenly, like the steady beat of a heart or the steady beat of drums in a song.
"N…oh…No"
"Are you sure Veronica? I could swear you're enjoying this as much as I am"
"Fuck…oh yes"
His fingers are swiftly replaced with his erection in a matter of seconds, the feeling is intense and wonderful. You wonder how you ever got by with being satisfied with sex with Duncan, it was no where near as great as fucking Logan…not even close.
---
He drives you to your house. You sit in the car staring at your apartment from the car. You want to go in but can you face your dad? Can you face the hours of questions from him and all the disappointed looks you are assured to get once you tell him the truth?
The answer is no. You can't face it…at least no alone.
"Logan?"
"Yeah?"
"Do me a favour and come inside"
"What? Why?"
"My dad would love to see you"
"And then shoot me. No thanks babe"
"Please? I don't think I can face him alone. If you come in he's not going to grill me with thousands of questions tonight. Please? I'll make it up to you"
"And how do you suppose you're going to make it up to me, Miss Mars?" Logan's eyes glint.
You lean in and kiss that spot under his ear he likes. He giggles and pulls you in for a deep long kiss. You are positive your dad is watching.
"I'll let you fuck me anywhere, any position you want"
"Okay. I'm in"
Both you and he get out of the car and make the short walk to your apartment which seems to take hours instead of minutes. He stops at your dad, for a second or two you question whether he's afraid of coming in or not. You answer comes shortly after when he opens the door for you and smiles. Your knight in shining armour.
"Dad? I'm home"
Nothing.
"Dad?"
"Hey sweetie…Logan?" He greets you and Logan as he walks from the bathroom.
"Hey dad. Um, I thought maybe Logan could come over for awhile"
"Mr. Mars" Logan's voice changes when he speaks to your dad. He uses all that crap he was taught when he was little.
"Logan Echolls"
Silence hits you all. You and Logan are standing by the door barely touching, yet you can still feel Logan's heart race as your dad stares you both down. This silence is killing you all, the awkwardness of it rings through the whole house.
"I better go. It's late, we have school tomorrow. I'll pick you up yeah?"
"Okay"
"It was…nice seeing you again Mr. Mars"
"Goodnight Logan"
As Logan turns to leave you pull him back and give him a passion intensified kiss, just to stick it to your dad that this is how you want to live. You don't care if he doesn't approve of Logan. After all isn't that what teenage girls were supposed to do? Rebel against their parents?
"I love you" You say as he steps outside.
At first you thought Logan would just smile and leave, too afraid to say the 'L' word in front of your dad and for a second you think that's what he was going to do. His mind changes and he grabs your hand and looks into your eyes.
"I love you too. Sweet dreams Veronica Mars"
Your cheeks blush as he leaves for his car. You stand at the door watching his car drive away. You must look like an idiot to your dad who's mindlessly staring at you staring at Logan.
Finally you close the door and return to reality.
"I might go to bed" You say, hoping your dad won't notice the light coloured bruise that's adorning your face.
"Veronica did you get into a fight?"
You touch the bruise.
"No. I fell and hit my head. It's nothing, Logan attended to it dad"
You can only imagine what is running through your dad's head right now. I'm sure he did, I'm sure he took care of you. Having un protected sex and reducing you to the ways he lives. He's no good for you Veronica, you deserve better then Logan Echolls.
"Goodnight dad"
"Tomorrow Veronica, we will talk. You're to come straight home from school so we can have a long father-daughter talk okay?"
"Sure dad. I love you"
You pass by, kissing his cheek. "I love you too sweetie"
So as your mind wanders over your very long and god awful weekend, maybe dealing with Duncan yourself wasn't such a good idea, or dealing with him at all. Logan should have believed you, or maybe you should have stayed by your boyfriend's side instead of letting him get wasted.
Dealing with Duncan was a disaster, but maybe things will get better from now on. They have to right? You've moved back with your dad, you have an amazing boyfriend and soon Logan will be accepted back into the 09ers.
So I've recently discovered much to my dismay that as much as Logan and Veronica are epic there is only so many story lines you can flaunt before their relationship becomes shredded into so many pieces that they can't be fixed. So this fic won't be as long as I originally planned but I will try my best to not only make great chapters but to make as many as I can.
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