When you finally awake late morning you can hear voices in the kitchen. You kind of fix your hair and wrap a robe around your body. As you get closer to the door and hear more clearly you have suspicions of who the people might be. Your suspicions are confirmed when you step out in the hallway and everything goes silent.
Sure enough Mac, Wallace, Weevil, Logan and Dick and in your kitchen each with a coffee in their hand. You walk in, Logan hands you a hot cup of coffee and makes you sit down at the bench.
"What's going on?" You ask, eying everyone.
"Veronica, we all need to talk to you. We'd like if you'd listen to each of us without interruption and at the end you can have your say." Logan says, placing his hand on your shoulder. You nod in agreement.
Wallace stands up.
"Veronica you know I'd never do anything to hurt you, you're like my sister. I'd do anything for you as you know but I'd also do anything to help you. I love you like a sister and if my sister was sick I'd do the same to her." Wallace says sitting back down.
You smile but still don't get what's going on.
"I know we haven't been friends for long but I like you, Veronica. You've always been really cool to me and helped me whenever I needed it. Yesterday you pretty much told me you didn't want to be in my life anymore and I get that you've had a rough year or so but Veronica we all love you. We want to help."
As soon as Mac finishes Dick starts.
"Mac told me about your talk yesterday and maybe I don't agree with you. I mean sure, I've done some shit things, but I'm sorry for them. I'm constantly feeling guilty for what I did and I know that doesn't make up for it but I've found that person I'm supposed to be with, Veronica. Mac is my person. I've changed and I'd like you to be around to see that."
You still hate Dick. Weevil starts.
"V, you've been a great help to me through thick and thin. I've had to deal with problems and yeah life gets tough. I get that more so than anyone maybe. People have to deal, we all have different ways. I dealt with violence, you're dealing with hurting yourself."
You're kind of getting the picture now. You look to Logan and stand up.
"I love you. I love you so much that each time I see you I want to trap you in this little glass box so you'll never be in trouble again and I'll never have to worry about you at all. I know that's not what you want. You don't love me anymore Veronica, I thought maybe we were meant for each other but obviously we're not. No matter what though Veronica I'm always going to be here for you and love you endlessly. Which is why we're all here because we all love and care for you and we want to be here for you. We think you need help Veronica."
"Help for what? Dealing with grief?" You ask.
"That and so much more." Logan starts. "We've looked into a few places and found one for you."
"Found what for me?"
"An institution for people who need mental help." Wallace cuts in.
"You're sending me to a mental institution!?" You yell.
"Veronica calm down. It's only for a month or two. Just to get you back on track." Logan says trying to put his arm around you.
"Don't touch me. Don't you dare touch me, Logan!" You yell at him as you start to hit him.
Dick steps in and holds you back, trying to make you stop.
"Get the fuck of me!" You yell. Dick let's go. "You shouldn't even be here. You fucking raped me, Dick! Why the hell are you here? You don't care, if you did you wouldn't have raped me!"
"Veronica, Dick's trying to help." Mac says.
"Shut up. You're just saying that because you're fucking him." You say spinning to face her. "I hate you Mac, since you've become just another slut on Dick's list."
Wallace grabs you forcefully.
"What the hell has gotten into you, Veronica!"
"Don't you start Wallace! You were supposed to be my best friend! Now you're just another enemy on my list of people to hate."
Weevil gets up and heads for the door.
"And where do you think you're going? Wouldn't you like to put you're other two cents worth in?"
"No. Frankly, V I'm sick of this. I tried to help but if you won't help yourself how can we help you at all?"
He leaves and you spin to Logan.
"What?" You glare.
"This is unbelievable. You've managed to turn everyone you used to love into enemies in less than a week."
"Don't even go there, Logan. For someone who got dumped and then travelled half way around the world only to see his girlfriend fucking another man, you're pathetic and an incredible loser."
He hits you, you fall to the ground and already feel the blood trickling from your lip. Wallace kneels beside you. Logan has traces of tears in his eyes.
"I don't even know what to say to you anymore, Veronica. You're turning into Lilly. I loved her but she was a whore and you know very well that she was."
Logan walks out and slams the door behind him. Everyone left looks at you in disbelief and shakes their head. You can only imagine what they think of you now.
"What are you all still doing here? Get out of my house. Go! Get out! I don't want any of you here anymore!"
They all leave in a hurry. You're left alone.
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Later that night you're in a bar on your fourth maybe fifth glass of scotch. The bar tender offers you another glass and you nod your head and down the dregs of scotch left in your current glass. He takes the now empty glass away and shakes your head. He never asked for ID.
When you finish that glass soon after and ask for another someone behind you tells him not to but when you turn around to pick a fight with the man you meet face to face with Leo. That soft face that you've missed too much.
"Leo." You whisper.
"What are you doing here, Veronica? You're too young to drink. Why aren't you at home with your dad?"
He helps you up, you stumble clumsily to your feet, clinging onto Leo for support.
"He's dead. He died in a car crash months and months ago."
"Oh. God, I'm so sorry."
"It's fine."
"Where's Logan? Can I take you to his house?"
"We're not together anymore. We've broken up like 6 times in the past 6 months."
Leo takes you over to his car and opens the passenger door as you hop in. He gets in the driver side and helps you with your seat belt. You thank him quietly.
"Is Wallace still around? Maybe I'll take you there. I don't think you should be home alone like this."
"I'm all alone. Wallace, Mac, Logan, Weevil, we're not friends anymore."
He sighs but keeps driving. You feel your consciousness slip from you regularly. In and out of consciousness you only hear dregs of what Leo is saying to you. But by the time he pulls up at your apartment you know he's not going anywhere when he takes you inside.
"Can you walk?" He asks but he's answered his own question before you even have a chance. Leo picks you up and carries you all the way to the door only then forgetting he forgot to ask you for your keys.
"Where are your keys, Veronica?"
"Font left pocket."
He ums and ahs about whether he should search for the keys or not but in the end he has to. His right hand grazes your abdomen and then your hip as he awkwardly pushes his hand inside your pocket in search of your house keys. He finds them and takes you inside.
Leo goes straight to your bedroom and lays you down, you're barely awake by then.
"Are you right to get changed?" He asks but knows your not when you kind of groan.
He contemplates just pulling the covers over you and letting you sleep in your jeans and top but then reconsiders when he thinks how uncomfortable it would be. His fingers carefully glide up your legs and undo the button on your jeans. He unzips the fly, revealing a little bit of your pink panties. His throat goes dry.
"Where's your pyjamas, Veronica?"
Stupid thing to ask a girl who's so wasted she barely knows her name anymore. He ventures to your chest of draws and opens one. He finds nothing but your panties and bras and blushes at the sight of his former girlfriend's underwear. He tries another draw, this time successful and pulls out a pair of flannel pyjamas.
Leo silently takes your jeans off trying so hard not to look at where he so desperately wants to touch. When his fingers meet your silky skin on your thigh he shudders and his pants tighten. He rids you of your jeans and soon your top and then wonders if he should take your bra off.
Personally he's never slept in a bra and doesn't know whether it's uncomfortable or not but he thinks it would be. So he reaches around your back and unclasps the little clasp and takes the material from your chest. His breathing hitches that little bit as he gets a sight of your breasts.
Quickly, afraid you might notice his rapid heart beat and the sudden sweat that's built up on his brow he dresses you in the warm flannel pyjamas and places you under the covers.
His pants are so tight around his groin area now that the blood flow will be cut off soon. He kisses your forehead and leaves the room only to venture into the bathroom and splash cold water on his flushed face. But that doesn't work.
He tries thinking about other things, about his mom or his dog but nothing works. He's got that image of you naked in his mind and the only thing to do is relieve it.
Leo puts the lid on the toilet and sits down. Quietly he takes his pants off and lets them drop to the ground. He feels a bit wrong for doing this in Keith's bathroom especially when it was Keith's daughter who got him this worked up.
Silently his hand clenches around his hardened cock and he groans at the feeling. Imagining all the things he and Veronica could do he pumps himself eventuating into a fast and steady rhythm with an 'oh' or a 'Veronica' every so often.
He climaxes picturing Veronica riding him. His hand covers in sticky white stuff as does a part of the floor and a little bit of the wall. He wipes himself clean (The floor and wall too) and pulls his pants back up, leaving the bathroom and heading to the couch where he'll sleep tonight with images of Veronica playing with him in his mind and no doubt waking up with just a hint of an erection.
--
You've been up for an hour or two before Leo wakes. He looks adorable silently sleeping on the sofa. The smell of coffee must reach his nose because he yawns and his eyes open slowly and he grins when he sees the steam of a fresh cup of coffee coming his way.
When his eyes land on you he blushes and tries not to look. The picture of you almost naked is still raw in his mind. He takes the cup of coffee politely from your hands and thanks you. You nod and pass him a piece of toast.
"How did you sleep?" You ask.
"Fine." With many dreams of you no doubt. "How did you sleep?" He asks.
"Good. I guess I was pretty drunk last night. I don't really remember. I don't even know how I got changed."
"Actually you were passed out. I thought you might be more comfortable if you were in pyjamas instead of jeans and a shirt. I hope you don't mind."
"No. Not at all. I mean it's nothing you haven't seen before right?" You laugh.
He laughs awkwardly but you see the hint of red on his cheeks. When he finishes his cup he walks to the sink to rinse it. You're in his way though and you both get stuck in the limbo, step-right, step-left kind of thing. He smiles and stops.
"Sorry. I thought you were going left so I went right but then you went-"
"It's okay."
You sit down where he slept last night and wait for him to sit with you. When he does you can tell he wants to talk about something important.
"Veronica-"
"I know. I do, really."
"People are worried about you I'm sure. Getting wasted every night isn't a good thing, what if I hadn't have come by the bar last night. You could have driven home and killed yourself or some stranger could have taken you home and done God knows what with you."
You smirk. "Aww, shucks Leo. Didn't know you cared so much."
"I've always cared." He laughs. "Always."
His lips entice you and before your brain processes it anymore you're already moving towards him for a kiss. But as you're just an inch away he stops you.
"You need help." He whispers. "I'm not saying your insane, Veronica." His hands go either side of your face, his thumbs caressing your cheeks softly. "But you just need someone who's trained to deal with this."
Seeing that sympathetic and sad look on Leo's face makes your eyes well up. He sees the tears that silently roll down each of your cheeks and brushes them away with his fingers.
"Please don't cry. I don't mean to make you sad. I care about you Veronica, too much to let you do something stupid and hurt yourself."
"I'm sorry." You sob, leaning your head into his shoulder and wetting his shirt with your tears.
"As a good friend of your dad's Veronica I'm inclined to see what's best for you and help you as much as I can and I think this is what your dad would want. You've dealt with a lot in your life, more than a lot of people go through in their whole life. It's taken its toll and just made the world seem too much for you right now, Veronica. All I want to do is get that happy, mischievous and beautiful Veronica Mars back."
"Why can't I see that when Logan says it? I've ruined everything between me and him, Leo." You sob. Silently, he's thankful that you and Logan could be over for good. That leaves room for him and you. "I don't know where to go or what to do or even who to talk to anymore."
"You can always talk to me." He whispers, his arms wrapping around you.
"I missed you, Leo."
"You too, Veronica."
--
Leo drives you back from an appointment with a therapist, it's silent in the car mostly because neither wants to say something to put the mood off. When you arrive at your apartment Logan's SUV is outside and you see him waiting by his car with a beer in his hand.
You get out and Leo follows, knowing oh too well that what will ensue can only mean an infamous Logan and Veronica fight. Logan's head snaps up when he hears someone coming towards him but his stare softens when he sees you.
"Hi." He says, still leaning against his car.
Leo meets by your side, giving you reassurance this he is here if things turn bad.
"Hi." You reply.
"I'm sorry about the other day."
"Me too."
"It was wrong for all of us to push that on you. It was wrong for me to call them. I should have just sat you down and talked to you myself. I'm sorry for that."
"I'm sorry for yelling at you and everyone else. I was angry and upset."
"I know."
He looks to Leo and Leo nods at him.
"I want to let you know that I'm not giving up though. I don't care whether you hate me, love me and want me dead I care about what goes on in your life."
"You don't need to worry. Leo talked sense into me. I'm seeing a therapist."
Logan looks mildly angry. After all you and Logan were dating and he couldn't get you to see that you needed help and then Leo walks back into your life and it's like nothing was ever wrong.
"Leo? Well…I guess I'm not needed then."
"Logan wait! It's not what you think. I just…Leo was different. I hadn't been around him in a long time and he was just…there. He wasn't you and he wasn't my friends and I just needed someone different. I'm sorry. About everything, about us, about Australia, about the other day."
"I get it. I understand."
He climbs into his SUV and starts the car. You watch as he drives away and you think to yourself maybe you have a chance of being happy again someday.
Leo walks you inside and just as he's about to leave you thank him with a kiss on the cheek that quickly escalates to a kiss on the mouth and then a kiss with tongue. Leo kicks the door shut and hoists you up on the bench, the same bench that started all this mess with Logan.
Memories come back to you.
He gets to his knees in front of you and smiles mischievously, you know what he's planned.
Leo attacks your neck with his mouth, latching to it like a leech would. He sucks and bites the skin there only eliciting moans from you.
Your pants are around your ankles now, you kick them off with ease gasping as Logan kisses up your thigh.
Within minutes he's wrapped your legs around his waist and managed to carry you to your bedroom where he drops you on your bed and continues to ravish your neck as you make quick work of getting rid of his clothes.
He too quickly removes your clothes, multi-tasking by kissing you and removing items of clothing without so much as a drop of sweat or hesitation. His fingers glide over your prickled with sweat skin, his mouth finding other places to kiss besides your neck.
Logan's fingers have moved inside your panties now and you're struggling to keep from moaning.
Leo plunges two fingers inside you, it feels much the same as every other time you've been fingered by either Logan or Duncan or Leo except it's not. There's just no feeling in it.
You roll both of you over and position yourself over his rock hard cock. He groans and calls you a tease as you lick your lips seductively. Within a few seconds he's inside you all the way, grasping your hips. You cry out when he hits that spot inside you.
His tongue makes its way to your neck and suddenly he's devouring your neck like there's no tomorrow. He finds that spot…that spot that makes you wild when touched in the right way.
Leo moves faster, his hips crashing into yours harder and faster each time. Sweat has built up on both your bodies, mixing together as your skin touches his. His eyes are closed, knowing he's so close to that inevitable high but he wants you to reach yours first.
Once he's fastened his pace a little you can feel the pleasure start to over come you, you're gripping onto his back so hard that you think you'll leave scars.
He tells you he's close, indicating to you that it's almost over. Leo's fingers leave your hips and meet your swollen clit where he rubs and plays with it as you rock against him and moan his name several times.
You clench around him he gasps at the tightness. He thinks he's never felt someone so tight around him. You think nothing but of Logan.
It amazes you how skilled he is with his fingers, his tongue…his cock but then again he's, Logan and he's been charming girls into bed since he hit puberty.
That high hits you like bus, you scream out, fingernails digging into his chest. He winces in pain as blood trickles from the small cuts. You rock harder against him, he explodes inside you with a shout of your name but you wish it was Logan who was calling your name out and not Leo.
You lay beside him for sometime after, neither of you say anything. Leo knows this isn't right, he can feel it too. You know it's not Leo who you're mean to be with.
"I-"
"It's cool. Go, really. It's fine. I'll just get dressed and leave." Leo says, already getting up.
"I'm sorry." You say, kissing his forehead and you pull on tracksuit pants and a t-shirt and run out the house to your car.
--
3am you arrive at Logan's hotel room, knocking vigorously on the door. It takes awhile before he answers the door but sure enough he stands there in his boxers with that just woke up look, puzzled at why you're even there.
"I'm sorry. Logan, I'm sorry."
He looks even more puzzled but lets you in anyway.
"I made a mistake, a huge one and I'm here for forgiveness."
"Veronica-"
"I know I was stupid. I should have listened to you. You care for me so much Logan and I should have seen that. We are Epic and I finally understand that. We're always going to fight and have moments where we don't know why we're together but I get that and I wouldn't want it any other way. I love you Logan Echolls and I want to be your wife and have your children."
Before he says another word a barely dressed woman walks out of Logan's room with a dazed look. She's wearing one of Logan's shirts that reaches just past her thighs. You look to her and then him and get what's gone on.
"Veronica this is Mindy."
You have tears in your eyes but you don't want to cry in front of Logan or his skank. You give a fake smile, place your hand on his chest and kiss his cheek.
"Sorry about interrupting your night. Um, I'll see you around. Bye."
Leaving the pair alone you run out the door and into the hallway of the hotel.
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One chapter left for you all. I've come to a halt in this mainly because what more can I do to them before I have to kill one? Epilogue will be up soon.