Your arms are almost breaking off from the mass amount of books you are carrying to your car, plus the crap in your school bag. It's like carrying a ton of bricks.

"Let me take those" Logan says as he comes up behind you.

"You don't have to, it's fine. They're not as heavy as they look" You tell him trying to act all independent.

"Really, Veronica you're like a stick. I can see you're struggling, it'd be a pleasure to take my girlfriend's books, really"

You pass over your books. Logan takes them as well as the books he has in his hands.

"Jesus, Veronica. What were you planning on doing with all these?" He says, struggling himself to carry the books.

"Studying of course" You smile brightly.

"Studying what? The history of every country?"

"No, silly" You tell him, brushing a stray hair from his face. "Just our journalism assignment"

He stops in the middle of the hallway. "What?"

"We're interviewing Lane Beachly, some famous Australian surfer and I thought I'd borrow some books from the library and brush up on my surf history"

Logan rolls his eyes as walks with you to your car. You open the door and he drops the books on the passenger seat.

"Not riding with me?" You smirk.

He laughs and points to his car. "Come over later and we can study together…if you know what I mean" He winks and laughs, walking to his car.

"Yes, studying Logan!" You yell back as you get in your car.

Things with you and Logan have been good since the trust issue incident. You've not fought with him since then and there's been no sign of trouble. But living in Neptune you can guarantee you won't be in peace for long.

---

As you walk into your kitchen to grab a snack your dad looks at you and then at the overnight bag you have with you.

"Going somewhere?" He asks, suspiciously.

"Um yeah. I'm staying at…Wallace's…to do some studying for an assignment, I assumed it would be okay"

"Wallace's?"

"Yeah, I could go over there for a few hours and come back but I'd have to go back there in the morning…to um…um finish the assignment, so I thought I'd just stay there"

"Well…" He starts.

"Dad it's just Wallace, he's not my boyfriend or anything"

"Alright. But you and him are not to sleep in the same bed and you are to keep at least a mile between you" He jokes.

"Yes, dad" You mock.

You place a kiss on his forehead.

"Bye dad. I love you"

"Love you too sweetie. Have fun"

---

Logan's hand goes to your breast as his arm swings over you. You're reading a book about Lane's career, he's disturbing you.

"Logan" You growl. "Don't. We're studying"

"I am" He whispers as he kisses your neck. "I'm studying the female body"

"Logan" You growl again.

His hands pull you and all of a sudden you're on top of him, a leg either side of his hips. His hands place either side of your hips, your face above his.

"Echolls, seriously, we need to do this" You say in all seriousness.

"Mars, seriously, I need to do this" He mocks.

You and Logan have gone 8 days without sex. It's like a world record for Logan. Although at times you wanted to have him throw you down and fuck you senseless you didn't want to become addicted to sex and made a bet with yourself to see how long you could last without sex. That didn't include touching yourself, or each other.

His lips crash into yours in one move and his tongue slides inside your mouth, finding your own and tasting your sweetness. Logan pulls you in closer, your crotch resting above his erection.

"Logan" You murmur.

"Veronica" He moans.

"C'mon, we can't. Let's study" You tell him half heartedly as he kisses up and down your neck.

"You don't mean that" He whispers. No you don't.

Your top gets pulled off and your bra unclasped as his hands meet your breasts. He starts to pinch your nipples between two fingers and then his mouth latches onto one. Soon he lets go of that one and attaches his mouth to the other in a simple move.

"Oh…Logan…please can…we…oh…" You don't even finish your sentence.

Sure enough 5 minutes pass and Logan is inside you.

"Logan…fuck. We're meant to be…oh god…studying"

"We are" He says between a groan.

"Logan"

"That's it baby, oh fuck"

His hands make bruises on your hips as he clenches your body. Logan pumps into you over and over again, the slapping of your skins meeting each other, the only noise in the room. You feel the heat rise inside you and no sooner than you had thought it, you are screaming his name and he is exploding inside you.

"Fuck. Veronica, that was amazing."

"Glad we waited?"

"If that's what happens every time we go 8 days without sex, I'd gladly do it several times over." He laughs.

"Ha, Ha, Logan. Now can we study?"

"Sure babe."

An hour passes, the room is silent, Logan is asleep on the floor and you are taking notes on a note pad from a book about Lane's career.

"Logan?" You whisper.

He doesn't stir.

"God. You're like a baby."

Your phone rings and you answer it, noticing Wallace's name that pops up on the screen.

"My dad didn't call and ask to speak to me did he? 'Coz I kinda told him I was staying at yours for an assignment, but I'm at Logan's."

"Veronica."

"Oh I'm in shit aren't I?"

"No. But I think you should come home."

"Why? What's going on?" You ask as you start to panic and pack up the books.

"Look, V I think I'd rather tell you in person. Can you come over, or I can meet you at yours if you like?"

"Wallace, what's going on?"

"Veronica…"

"Wallace! Please, just tell me what's going on?"

"It's your dad Veronica. He's…he's…he's dead."

Silence. Shriek. Cry. Scream. Gasp. Can't breathe.

"Veronica?" Logan stirs.

"How!? How!?" You scream into the phone, tears pouring down your face.

"He…he went out and…and some drunken idiot crashed into him…your dad was instantly killed by the impact…I'm so sorry Veronica."

"No. Oh god. No."

"Babe, what's wrong?" Logan asks as you throw your phone to the wall, shattering it.

"No. No."

"Veronica." Logan grips your arms, shaking you. "Talk to me."

"I…I gotta go. I have to go."

"Veronica, I thought you were staying. What's going on?"

"I have to go. I gotta get home. I gotta get home."

"Baby, shh, calm down."

"I'll…I'll see you some other time." You tell him, walking past him and out the door before he has anymore chances to ask you what's going on.

"Veronica?" He calls out as you run down the hall.

Run. Escape. Go. Fast. Slow. Cry. Scream. Shriek. Run. Faster.

Faster.

Run.

---

Your car swerves into the parking lot at your apartment, the tires screech against the concrete. You furiously swipe at the tears that cascade down your rosy red cheeks.

As you rush into your apartment for signs of your dad, there isn't one. His keys are gone, his car too and even his laptop.

"Dad!?" You scream, maybe he's hiding.

"Dad!? Are you home!?"

Wallace rushes in the front door and grabs you from behind.

"V, calm down. Come on."

"My dad." You sob over and over again.

"It's okay Veronica. I'm here."

You push Wallace away firmly and stand a fair distance away, he looks at you with pity. You don't want fucking pity.

"Go home. I'm fine, I just need to be left alone." You tell him sternly.

"Please, let me-"

"Help!? You can't fucking help Wallace! Unless you can bring him back then fuck off alright!? If I need someone I'll call Logan so he can fuck me into next week."

"Come back to mine. My mom is expecting you."

"Tell your mum to go to hell."

Wallace turns to leave and then looks back at you. "Veronica, I'm not leaving you. I'll be back in half an hour with my mom okay? Stay here."

He leaves and as soon as he's driven off you leave you grab your phone and bag and leave the apartment. You drive for miles and miles and finally stop outside a gas station. Your phone rings, Wallace's name pops up. You hang up on him.

Several minutes later you dial the one person you know won't care whether your miserable or not and just fuck you into oblivion. Dick Casablancas.

"Talk to me." He answers.

"Hey Dick it's Veronica."

"Veronica?"

"Yeah. Are you busy? 'Coz I thought maybe I'd come around if it's not too late or anything."

"It's almost 2 am."

"Oh. Maybe I'll just go home then."

"No, it's fine…just, where's Logan? Did you guys break up or something?"

"No. I just felt like seeing you."

"Alright. Well I'm home alone so I'll leave the front door open, I'll be around somewhere."

"See you soon."

---

You walk inside the Casablancas mansion cautiously, inside it's dark and the vibe is less than happy but things like this don't worry you, you're here for the one thing you know Dick will gladly give to you.

"Dick?" You call out, your words choke in the back of your throat.

Making your way to the stairs you can start to hear muffled sounds from upstairs. As you stop outside Dick's room the sounds are clear and it seems that there is moaning coming from Dick's room. You turn around to leave thinking he's with another girl and you'll get your anger out somewhere else when you hear the last name you'd thought Dick would moan.

Duncan's.

"Fuck, oh god. Duncan."

You swing the door open to meet a surprised Duncan and Dick in the midst of having some late night fun together. Duncan looks to your from his position on his knees in front of Dick's crotch and Dick blushes slightly as you get the first glimpse of what lies beneath Dick's clothes.

"Veronica."

"I'll, um, go. Sorry, I…I shouldn't…bye."

Your halfway down the stairs before you realise it and Duncan is chasing after you half naked.

"Veronica wait!" Duncan calls out.

You stop. You don't know why, what possessed you to stop for him but you did. You turn to him with tear stained cheeks and puffy eyes and look him straight in the eye.

"Stay. Maybe we can have some fun."

"Actually, I might just go home. I've had a bad night."

He grabs your arm and pulls you up the stairs but the strange thing is you don't cry or scream or even yelp. He drags you all the way back to Dick's room without you kicking or protesting.

The usually confident and cocky Dick cowers under Duncan's angry eyes.

"Duncan, I should go. Logan's probably-"

"Logan doesn't love you Veronica. Not like I do."

Duncan pushes you onto your knees, you fall without words as he starts to pull down his boxer briefs before your eyes.

"Duncan." You strain from your hoarse voice.

Before you know it he's shoved his dick in your mouth, wordlessly you're mouth is wrapped around it, getting him off.

"Duncan, man this is wrong, Veronica doesn't want to do this."

"You think I wanted her to break up with me?"

"No, but this is different?"

"How? Because she's sucking my dick? The bitch is enjoying it."

You hear your phone start to ring in your bag, Dick grabs it before you have a chance and looks at the caller ID.

"It's Logan."

"Answer it." Duncan demands.

He presses the green answer call button, but you barely notice. Your body is so drained that right now you feel as light as a feather like you're barely here at all.

"Oh baby. Fuck, Veronica. Oh yeah, keep sucking."

"Veronica?" Logan shouts.

"Mmm, keeping going, V. That's it. You're so good at getting me off babe."

Dick hangs up the phone just as Duncan pulls out of your mouth he starts stroking his own cock and not long after you're covered in his cum.

"Can I…go?" You ask.

"No. We're not done with you."

"I think I should go. Logan's probably furious at me. I'll…um…see you later." You say as you start to get up off your knees and gather your things.

Duncan slams you against the wall, the back of your head hits the wall.

"Man, that was harsh."

"She deserved it."

"Alright boys, you've had your fun. I'll be going now." You tell them.

Duncan's hands collect around your neck as he pins you against the wall pushing his body against yours. He starts to undo your jeans and pulls them down your slender legs. Dick watches on like nothing's going on at all.

"Du…Duncan." You choke.

"Shut up."

He rips your panties off (Literally) and throws them to the floor. Suddenly he's inside of you and it hurts like hell because you're no where near ready for him and his Dick inside you.

"Duncan." Tears pour down your face.

You're not sure whether the tears are from the pain or the fact that you've lost your dad forever or maybe a little of both. Hell it could even be that you've cheated on Logan.

"Dude, I think she's had enough. Let her go."

"Nah, you have a go. She's tight as fuck."

Dick approaches you as Duncan lets you go. You slump to the ground and sob silently. Dick pushes you on your back and enters you slowly, it's not as painful but it's still rape.

"Stop." You cry out. "Stop."

"Fuck her. Think of what she did to me. She was fucking my best friend behind my back for weeks."

Thrust after thrust minutes became hours of torture and rape. It's very early morning around 6 am, Dick's fallen asleep on the floor and Duncan tied you to the bed some hours ago. Your phone rings again.

"Dick get that." Duncan groans.

"You get it." Dick complains.

Duncan grumpily answers your phone.

"Duncan? Where the fuck is Veronica?"

"Don't know man. Why?"

"I rang her hours ago and some guy was moaning her name. Has she been with you."

"She came around awhile ago but she left pretty much as soon as she got here."

"Why is her phone there?"

"She dropped it as she was running away."

"Alright. If you see her, can you give me a call? She's upset and I really need to find her."

"Sure man, I'll keep an eye out."

Duncan hangs up. Your left eye is swollen from a few punches from Duncan, you have a split lip and a cut below your right eye. The tears that constantly fall from your eyes sting the cuts with their salty water.

"Duncan, let me go please." You cry.

"Shut up." He growls, trying to sleep.

Minutes later Dick stirs and wakes up. He sees you and immediately he goes to untie you from the bed.

"Thank you, Dick. Thank you." You whisper, gathering your clothes and bag quickly.

"I suggest you tell no one of this alright?"

"Okay."

"I mean it Mars, if you don't…Duncan and I will beat up on you much worse then we did today."

"Can I go now?"

"Leave before Duncan wakes up."

You scurry out of the car and into your car. The morning sunshine stings your eyes painfully. Slowly you pull out of the Casablancas drive way and make the slow route back to your apartment complex. Logan's waiting outside your apartment for you, resting against the door.

Studying your appearance in the reflection you gather your thoughts and think up a story to cover the rape.

Key in lock, you turn the door, Logan wakes.

"Veronica! Fucking hell. Where have you been!? I've been worried fucking sick about you all night, Veronica!"

You step over him and throw your keys on the bench.

"Veronica, don't walk away from me! I think I have a right to know where the hell you've been!? I am your boyfriend!"

"Consider our relationship over with then." You tell him as you silently clean up the cuts and bruises around your face.

"What? Veronica! Don't ignore me."

He makes it to your bathroom and sees all the wounds. Naturally he gasps and moves to you. He touches all the bruises and cuts, you wince at each one.

"What happened?"

"Nothing. I just got into a fight."

"Tell me who. I'll kick their fucking ass Veronica."

"I don't remember."

You sit on the edge of the bathtub, Logan kneels in front of you and dabs antiseptic cream on your cuts.

"Where have you been babe? I've been so worried."

"It doesn't matter." You choke back tears.

"Of course it matters, Veronica. You could have been seriously hurt or injured and I wouldn't have known."

"Oh well." You sigh pathetically.

He gets up and grabs your arm, pulling you shakily onto your feet and staring down at you.

"Oh well? What the hell has gotten into you Veronica?"

Wallace yells out and your thankful that he's here to keep you from having this conversation with Logan.

"Thank god." Wallace says as he spots you. "What the hell happened to you?"

"Nothing okay? I just feel like being alone so can everyone just get the fuck out of my house?"

"No. I'm not going. I want to know what the hell is going on here."

You go to leave the room but Logan grabs you and pulls you back. Wallace seems like he's ready to punch Logan in the face and for a moment you think he probably could.

"Let her go man. Just let her go."

Reluctantly Logan lets you go and you run across the hall to your room, shutting and locking the door behind you and immediately starting to sob quietly. Mean while you listen to Wallace and Logan's conversation.

"Wallace tell me what's going on, she's my girlfriend and I care about her a lot."

"Look man, I think you should give her some space. She obviously doesn't want to talk about it to you."

"Talk about what with me!? And why wouldn't she? I'm her fucking boyfriend for god sakes, she loves me."

"Obviously not too much if she hasn't told you yet."

"Told me what? She's pregnant? Because I don't care, I love her Wallace."

Logan reduces to almost crying. Is that how worried he is about you?

"Her dad died a few hours ago in a car crash. I called her to tell her and just must have been at your place."

Logan is silent. He sits on the bathtub staring blankly at the wall in front of him.

"Oh god. She must be so upset. I…I don't know what to say to her."

"Go home. I have her handled for tonight. I'll call you tomorrow or something when she's out of shock and you can come over and get her if you like."

He walks out of the bathroom and stops at your door. He knocks a few times but you don't answer. You stare at the door, tears running down your cheek rapidly.

"Baby, I'm so sorry."

You go to say something but words escape you.

"I…I'm here for you, Veronica Mars. I love you and I'm going to make everything alright again, okay? Veronica?"

You watch the doorknob turn and Logan try to open it, but he fails.

"Just let me know you're in there Veronica. Let me know you haven't escaped out your window and gone to hurt yourself. I need to know you're okay."

"I'm okay." You strangle out of your voice.

But are you really okay?

Sorry everyone for the extremely long wait on the chapter. I guess it's mostly because of the lack of the reviews its hard to get motivated and think 'So many people are counting on this so I should hurry.'

This chapter really wasn't one of my best. I had this great idea and then it just kind of never turned out to be what I wanted it to be.

Anyway, there won't be another update for a week or two as I'm going away over Christmas. Merry Christmas everyone.