A/N: So I haven't written in over a year. I blame it on my discovery of the wonderful world of Facebook…
I was honestly planning on never continuing this story but something in me said "No…people actually LIKED it!" I hope all of you that liked it from the beginning will continue reading.
Thank you for all the reviews over that past year or so…and I hope my knowledge of the three seasons of Veronica Mars has not faded too much.
Enjoy.
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Dear Journal,
Piz is so not the person I thought he was. He is even more unstable than Logan (and that's saying a lot).
But, like I said before people are unpredictable. It seems that they try to do the exact opposite of what you think they will.
I can barely bear to think of this morning…
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"Did you tell Logan about what happened last night?" Piz asked.
"Of course not. He has no right to know," said Veronica, she was starting to get more than a little frightened.
"You're lying"
"No, why would I lie to you?" Asked Veronica.
"Because you love HIM!" And with that Piz pushed Veronica to the wall and watched her with disgust as she slid helplessly to the floor.
Veronica's brain wouldn't function. She felt like the fire she had inside of her had been snuffed out. She didn't even try to fight back.
"So you have nothing to say for yourself?" shouted Piz.
She knew she should say something, but she just couldn't bring herself to it. Veronica took her head in her hands and slowly rocked back and forth as if she could will Piz to disappear. Or as if she could will herself to disappear.
It didn't help her thought process when Piz roughly grabbed the collar of her shirt and pulled her up towards him. His hands slowly wrapped around her neck.
"Tell me you love Logan!" yelled Piz.
"I….I"
"SAY IT!" he screamed. His grip on her neck tightened.
"I don't…I…"
"I know you do". She could barely breath. His hands were around her neck so tightly, she thought he would pull her head off. "I'm not letting go until you admit it."
"I…I…love…." She gasped. Struggling for air. "I love Logan". And she knew it was true. She never had stopped loving him.
He let go and she dropped to the ground and scrambled to get away from him.
"I knew it…I knew it all along. I don't want you anymore Veronica Mars. You and I are over. Through. Finito." And with that he walked away.
She heard the door open. But she never heard it close because the next thing she knew, Piz was standing over her again, with pure hatred in his eyes.
"Oh, and one more thing Veronica. I. HATE. YOU!" And, as if to emphasize each word, he kicked her. Three times. In the side, in the back, and in the stomach. He didn't even seem to care. No regret, she thought.
Then he walked out. And this time she heard the door close.
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See, totally out of character, huh?
At least I'll never have to see that jackass again.
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She struggled to catch her breath. She thought that the last kick to the stomach would kill her.
She hurt everywhere. Her shoulders, from being thrown against the wall; her throat, from being strangled; her side, back and stomach, from being kicked; and her chest, because it felt as though her heart had been ripped out. It wasn't like she loved Piz, but it hurt her to know that she had thought so highly of him, as well, it hurt her to know she had chosen him over Logan. Logan. Whos father had beaten him, who would never, ever hurt someone like that. Logan. Logan.
He was the only person she could think about.
Suddenly she was aware of her cell phone being pressed into her hip.
She struggled to sit up. Somehow she had ended up lying on her stomach.
She pulled her cell phone out of her jeans pocket and dialed a familiar number. It went straight to voicemail.
Today's inspirational message: "The hardest thing to do is watch the one you love, love someone else." Anonymous.
She closed her phone, and was hurt for a moment that he didn't answer. But then she remembered that it had gone straight to voicemail.
She called him back.
"Hey" he answered.
Hearing his voice, the tears threatened to spill over. She was drowning in emotion. She needed him so badly. She never realized it. Every time she had been in danger, he had been there to save her.
"Veronica!" he asked, sounding worried.
"Logan. Can you come over to my place?" Her voice was breaking but she didn't care. The pain was almost too much to bear at this point. "I…I need you."
And then she passed out.
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"Yeah Parker. I dropped the things off at her place this morning." He said into the phone.
"Was she alone." Came the reply.
"No, she was with Piz."
"Maybe they're more serious then we thought. Not to worry. On to phase 2 of the plan."
"Uh Parker, I kind of need a break from the scheming. Can we give it at least a day? See her reaction?"
"Yeah. Fo' shizzle Logan. I'll talk to you soon."
"Bye".
He put his phone down. Parker could be a handful, he thought, but this would be fun. He could so win Veronica back. Come on, Piz might be normal, but he doesn't have the history with Veronica. And, of course, he doesn't have the same movie star good looks. Logan smiled at the thought.
He was interrupted by his phone buzzing again on the table.
"What does she want!?" he exclaimed, thinking it was Parker calling. He picked up the phone, surprised to see "Veronica" displayed in the caller I.D. box.
"Hey". He answered the phone. There was nothing but silence on the other end, and the sound of some pained heavy breathing.
"Veronica!" He nearly shouted. People were starting to look at him, in the crowded cafeteria. He didn't care. He was worried.
"Logan." He heard her voice on the other end and he instantly felt better. However, the feeling of calm quickly disappeared when he heard what she said next, "Can you come over to my place?" She sounded like she was in pain. Like she was slowly breaking. His thoughts were confirmed when he heard what he had always wanted to hear from her, "I…I need you".
"I'll be right there"
He didn't hear anything coming from the other end of the phone. "Veronica?" he said, "Veronica!" he was getting louder but he didn't care. "VERONICA!!" he screamed into the phone. There was still no response. He was now the centre of attention in the cafeteria.
He quickly closed his cell phone and walked out of the cafeteria towards his car. However, he was so caught up in what he was doing, that he didn't notice Piz getting into his own car and quickly speeding out of the parking lot in the direction of Veronica's house.
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A/N: Duh, duh, duh….I wonder what Piz is going to do?
I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter. I know it's shorter and it has taken a little longer to update, but I'd really appreciate some reviews. Especially concerning the characterization and how I'm doing after such a long absence.
