Chapter 5 - Beaver Tells All

I decided to put my drink down and let myself sober up a little bit. I didn't want to end up at Meg's house blowing chunks into her family's toilet, or passed out on her floor with nothing to recollect about the night before. I set the full cup I had down on the counter, and turned around to find the bathroom. Apparently alcohol goes through you like none other, who'd of thunk?

"Bathroom?" I said to Logan, who gave me the face for interrupting him and his freshman date.

"To the left down the hall." He said, giving his attention back to Vicki what's her name.

I turned to the left and went down this never ending hallway, even pool houses for these people are extravagant. I swear Logan's pool house was triple the size of my apartment, and had nicer accommodations too. I knocked on the door and when I heard no response I opened it. I closed the door and locked it, and sat down to go pee.

"Whoa, someone's in here!" I heard a familiar voice say. "Veronica?" Dick said to me.

I was in the middle of going pee, and Dick peeked his head around the shower curtain and smiled at me. I looked back up at him like he was wearing a chicken suit in the middle of July. "What the HELL are you doing?" I asked roughly.

"Chillin'...in the bathroom I guess." He said to me, slipping over the side of the tub, and getting out.

I had pulled up my underwear and was buttoning my skirt when someone was knocking on the door. It was Madison. I could make out her annoying voice from miles away. She had to go pee real bad, well just perfect timing, because Dick and I are stuck in the bathroom together, his fault, NOT mine... and here was his girlfriend. What was that thing I said about not wanting to be a corner in a Dick and Madison love triangle, well I found myself past the tip of that corner at this very minute.

"Uh... you're going to have to find another bathroom, I'm throwing up!" Dick said in a different voice, making vomiting noises.

"Uh, SICK." Madison said, as I heard her heels walk off. I waited for about 30 seconds before I headed for the door, and I felt Dick grab my arm and pull me back so that I was right up against his chest. I hesitated and I didn't want to be there. It felt too right to be in his arms, too comfortable, and too cozy. I felt like it was where I belonged and I didn't like feeling like that when another girl did too, and about him.

"Let me go... please." I asked him.

"I don't want to let you go." He said to me. "I want you to be right here."

"You can't hold me, go hold her." I said breaking lose and grabbing the knob. I turned around half-way. "If you were with Madison, then why didn't you just save all that shit that you said to me for her? Was it a prank? Were you and Logan trying to see if you could lay me before I figured out your game, or before you shoved it in it face that I feel for the infamous Dick Casablancas? I mean... what were you trying to do?" I asked him.

He looked at me with pain in his eyes. I could tell he had been drinking, I could smell the Jack Daniels on his breath, and the marijuana on his clothes. I knew that he was far beyond even my point of intoxication, but he still stood there all calm and content. He acted like he wasn't going to answer my question, so I had the door over half-way open before he started to talk. "I'm sorry that I didn't tell you that Madison and I hadn't officially broken up..."

"Well that's just perfect..." I said sort of choked up. "Thank you so much for making out with me and acting like things were real when you were just faking." I said. I wanted to open the door, but I couldn't go back out there almost crying, so I stood there.

"Veronica, don't get upset. I mean... I really do feel the way I said I did towards you. I do. I like you a lot and I want be with you.." He said to me.

"Yeah, and with Madison too. Well Dick, I'm not Bennita, I don't roll that way. So, fuck off. I can't handle that shit, and I'm not about too... you're the last person I thought I would have feelings for and I knew it was a bad idea. I can't believe that I let myself fall for you, and now I have to pick my own pieces up." I yelled at him.

He stood there and looked deep into my eyes like he was dying to tell me something that was on the tip of his tongue but he didn't know how to say it, or if he wanted too. I sat down on the side of the tub and fixed my make-up that Meg had done for me. I looked up at him, and he was still looking at me.

"You're so beautiful... you know that?" He asked me. "I just can't sit here and want you like I do, and need you like I do, and know that I screwed up. I should have told you that I was still seeing Madison, but I couldn't bring myself to do it, cause I was going to break up with her."

"And let me guess Dick. I'm so beautiful and you want me, and you need me, but you're still dating Madison Sinclair aren't you?" I yelled at him again.

He looked at me with deep sunken eyes. "AREN'T YOU?" I asked him again, raising my voice.

He looked at me again with the same, drawn out expression. "Yeah. I am." He said barely above a whisper.

"See here's my thing. Yeah... I have feelings for you Dick. And yeah, they are really strong. Yeah, I want to be with you just like you want to be with me, and part of me really needs you. But I can't do that. I can't be that person who is there for you, and you obviously can't be that person that is there for me. If you're so genuine and you like me so much, then why are you still dating someone that hates me as much as she does. But you know, I don't have the right to ask you that, and I don't have the right to be saying any of this, cause I'm not your girlfriend, and we probably would have never gotten that far. I would have just been some little conquest to you, and you would have eventually gotten my heart, and I figure you most likely would have gotten into my pants, and that would have been it. You know that's what you planned out, and even if you do like me, and have what you call "real" feelings for me, that's all it was ever going to be, because we can't be together, and you don't even want too." I said to him, getting up and walking towards to door.

"Veronica. I–I just... I just don't know what you want me to say or to do. I feel like I can't do anything right. Look at me and you. We're arguing and having a conversation like we have been dating for a long time. I guess our feelings are that strong. Or else you wouldn't be here right now. No you wouldn't have been a conquest to me Veronica. I can't believe you thought me like that. I know I have my reputation, but I thought we had talked, and I had explained to you that I wasn't like that. Yeah, Madison is still in my life, but I don't want her to be. I want to spend the summer with you. I don't care how far we go, or what we do, Veronica. I want to be with you. And if being with you means I have to shout it all over the world, then so be it, cause I'm not going to sit here and have these drunken conversations where we say hurtful things to one another anymore. Other than the fact that my girlfriend is probably parading around the party showing her cleavage trying to get attention while I'm in here talking to the girl that I really want."

I looked at him. I looked at him for what seemed like forever. I had just yelled at him and said things to him like I would have said to Duncan after one of our fights at a party. I couldn't believe that out of all people Dick Casablancas and myself were sitting here in Logan's bathroom having this discussion and argument. I kept looking right into his eyes, and I could see pain, but I could also see that he cared. I really could see it. I knew that he cared, but it was such a complicated situation, and even after all of that, he still called her his girlfriend. How do you have feelings for someone like he claims to have for me, and then still have a girlfriend. I'm not playing that game. I'm not into the whole "girl on the side... sneak around" thing.

"Well...?" He finally asked, breaking me away from my thoughts.

I looked deep into his eyes again. "I don't know, Dick. I guess I'll just talk to you later..." I paused for a minute. "You know, if I were Madison I would be really worried where you were right now."

I gave him a love tap on his chest, and walked out the door closing it softly. I grabbed my drink that I left on the table and chugged it down. Maybe raspberry flavored vodka would do the trick. I walked back out to the main room of the pool house where I spotted Meg sitting on the couch playing a drinking game with Beaver and Casey. I grabbed a beer and plopped on the couch next to her, showing Beaver and Casey my good stuff, but laughed it off.

"Jesus, Veronica, don't turn the 8th grader on!" Casey said, laughing.

It was sometimes hard to remember that Beaver was two years younger than and us and still had a whole summer vacation to go before he was even a freshman in High School. He was so much more mature than Dick was that it was ridiculous, and he was always with Dick too, getting drunk and high. He was a bad kid, but you would never be able to guess it by looking at him. We were playing circle of death. I had never played before, but it gets you really drunk. Basically every card that you flip over has a rule, and you have to follow that rule, and eventually you end up getting so smashed you forget what the name of the game is.

"Veronica, SLOW DOWN GIRL!" Meg said as she chugged her beer.

"Meg! I love you babe!" I said to her kissing her on the lips. "Oh my God! I just did that!" I said, laughing hysterically.

Casey and Beaver just stared at us. "Sweet Jesus, do it again." Beaver said to us.

I threw an empty beer can at Beaver. "You sick-o. Hell no! It was a spur of the moment thing." I said, and turned over another card. I pretty much had forgotten that I left Dick faded in the bathroom after our fight, but how could I go public with that stuff? It was between me and Dick, and there was nothing between Dick and I anymore, because he was dating Madison and started to hang with me at the same time. Casey and Meg left to go hook-up I presume cause pretty soon I found myself sitting across the table from Beaver, both of us really drunk.

"You know Veronica, Dick really likes you." Beaver said, out of NO WHERE.

I looked at him for a minute thinking my mind was playing tricks on me. "What did you just say?" I slurred out.

"My brother... Dick... he really, really likes you. See, what people don't know is that Dick tells me everything, and he told me everything that he feels about you. And you are a special one Mars oh are you a special little lady in his life." He rambled on. "I don't think I've ever seen him be this hung up... like, ever." Beaver said.

His words hit me like a pile of rocks. I just looked into Beaver's eyes wishing they were his brothers. I looked at Beaver's lips wishing they were his brothers. I looked at him wishing he was his brother. I wanted Dick at the moment, but I couldn't have him, Madison had him. I went to find Meg, where I walked in on her and Casey basically getting it on. I told her it was real late and we had to go. Meg got into her car and against both of our better judgements she drove home, and we crashed on her bed and slept in until noon the next day. When I woke up I saw Meg looking at me, like she was about to laugh.

"Veronica. I had sex with CASEY last night!" She said, laughing out loud.

"Oh my God." I said out loud. "He's really hott though." I said, getting up to find my bikini. "Time for a hangover cure swim." I changed and headed down the stairs.

There had to be something that get me over Dick. I thought about what Beaver said over, and over, and over, and over again until it hurt my head to think about it, or replay it in my head. What was I going to do about that? He had clearly told me that him and Madison were still dating. Who cares if he said he wanted to be with me, he wasn't, he was with her. Tough love.

Next Chapter(s):

Will V confront D about what Beaver said?
Will V and D ever get this figured out?
Will D break up with Madison?