Chapter 6 - Raining in SoCal

So after our swim, I decided I was getting close to over-staying my welcome at the Manning's and pretended like I got a call from dad saying I needed to come home, so it wouldn't be so much like me just leaving. I packed up my things into a little tote and headed out the door. I hadn't heard from Dick since we had this big discussion in Logan's bathroom. Basically, I don't think Dick really likes me since he never calls me, and he never texts me, and I know he's probably with Madison right now on his or her couch making out watching some movie like 'The Notebook,' or '10 Things I Hate About You.' I don't even want to think about it. I can't help the fact that I really like Dick, and it is driving me nuts to know that not only does she have him, but she has him and he says he doesn't want her.

"Veronica, you've been standing outside the door with your keys in your hand for the last 5 minutes... are you coming down with something?" My dad asked, breaking my thoughts.

"No... I'm just thinking hard." I said, laughing and walking inside.

I brushed past my dad, thinking it was pretty amazing I got from Meg's, to the apartment, and up the stairs without realizing that I was doing it or, that I had been thinking about the me and Dick situation the whole time. I went into the bathroom and took a long hot shower to get all the chlorine off me, and to make sure that I didn't have any alcohol smell pouring out of my skin or hair. I got out and dried off, and got dressed in some sweats and a t-shirt. It was summer vacation, and I couldn't think of one thing that I wanted to do but sit in my room or lay on my bed.

"Honey, I'm going to go out of town... you haven't been around for the last couple of days so I haven't been able to talk to you that much. There's this thing in Alabama that I'm following up on. I'm probably going to be gone for a good week and a half, and maybe a little more. I left you about $200 cash, and 5 blank checks, so make it last until I can get back. I love you." My dad said to me kissing me on the forehead. "Be good baby." He walked out the door and I could here him babbling to Back-Up to watch after me.

He finally left about 5 minutes later after grabbing everything. I heard him start his car, and drive out of the apartment parking lot. Wow, I had over 7 days where I would have the apartment to myself, and I couldn't think of anything to do. I didn't have a real job, just helping dad out with the easier cases, so nothing to do there. Only about 2 friends, but I didn't want to get tired of either of them. Maybe I would just nap.

"Dear Lord, what am I going to do with myself?" I said aloud.

I took my hair out of my towel and ran my fingers through it and laid down on my fluffy pillow. I started to hear little drops on my window. I got up and looked out, it was raining in Neptune. I couldn't believe that out of all months, in June, SoCal was getting rain. Well, I guess that's why they call it raining in SoCal, it never happens. It started to pour, and I turned on the radio.

"Strangely folks, the forecast is calling for nothing but rain for the next 3 days. There is a 95 chance of precipitation for the next 3 days. Better stay dry and indoors guys, cause it's gonna be wet out there!"

"The weather men on the radio are not cheesy at all. They are so professional." I said to myself.

I laid my head back down on my pillow and listened to the rain. I heard a loud knock, and a bark followed it. Joy. Someone was at the house, probably to talk to my dad, or deliver a package for him. I got out of my comfortable position and checked myself in the mirror. "Decent, I guess." I headed to the door and opened it to find a sopping wet Dick Casablancas standing in my doorway.

"Dick... what are you... are you crazy? You're going to get sick standing out there, get in here." I said, grabbing his hand and pulling him inside.

I took off his wet sweatshirt. "I needed to see you." He said, shivering.

"You're freezing."I said to him. "You need to change your clothes."

I headed to my dads bedroom and grabbed a pair of sweats and a t-shirt that he had and brought them out. I didn't really think it would be appropriate to bring Dick a pair of my dad's boxers, even though judging by Dick's pants, his underwear weren't so dry.

"Here's a pair of sweats and a shirt of my dads. You need to get out of those clothes before you come down with pneumonia." I was being nice to him, but I was still so upset with the circumstance.

He looked deep in my eyes as water dripped from his blonde locks down his face, and he took his shirt off. Dear Jesus, thank you so much for blessing him with tan skin and a six pack of abs. I had to get my mind and my eyes off Dick's stomach so I handed him a towel and the clothes, and headed back into my room to put on a little bit of make-up and put so gel into my hair. I walked back out into the living room to find Dick still standing there where he was before, wearing my fathers clothes that were too small.

"Do you need a blanket or anything?" I asked him. I was trying to be caring.

"No, I'm good thanks." He said, smiling and sitting down.

"Okay... well if you don't mind me asking... what are you doing here Dick?" I asked softly.

He looked into my eyes like he always did, and we make deep eye contact. I could feel his gaze throughout my body, and I knew he felt it throughout his too. I wanted to just jump on him and start hugging and kissing him, but I couldn't do that. Not now, and not anymore.

"Dick?" I said again.

"Yeah.. Well I uh... just wanted to come over to like... talk and stuff." He said slowly.

I looked at him quizzically. What on God's green earth could he want to talk about? How him and Madison are engaged? Or he gave her a promise ring? How he's sorry, but it's better like this. How he does have feelings, but it doesn't matter. Blah, blah... I don't want to hear a word of it.

"And..." I said.

"Well... that talk we had the other night or whatever, where we got deep into our feelings and stuff, and you were all choked up and I was just out of it..." He started. I looked at him like I didn't want him to finish. "Well, Beav told me how he told you how I feel, and Veronica I've talked to you about how I feel, and I think that I've showed you how I feel. Now, I know I made a mistake and did all that before I really broke up with Madison, or whatever you want to call it, and even though it seems cliche and cheesy, I broke up with Madison that night..." He took a deep breath.

I just looked at him trying not to smile. I was floored that he had broken up with her. I hated her, and she hated me. I wasn't glad that he dumped her because it would give her pain, or because me and him could 'be together at last,' I was happy that he dumped her because I had feelings for him and I wanted to express them and not have to bottle them up.

"And.. I just wanted you to know that even though I didn't tell you that me and her weren't done yet, it was cause I didn't know how you were going to react to me telling you everything the other night, and I hadn't even been talking too her." He finished out and let out some air. "Are you going to say anything?" He finally asked.

"I don't know what to say." I smiled at him with my Veronica Mars smile, and started walking towards him. "I'm happy, but I feel wrong cause I am." I said, sitting next to him.

He took my hand and wrapped his fingers into mine, and pulled me closer. "Do you feel how right this feels?" He asked. "Between us, Veronica. Just feel it. It feels so right, it's almost wrong." He said, wrapping his arms around me. "I can't even hug you tight enough, I just want more." He said.

I grabbed his chin with my hand and turned his face towards mine. I made direct eye contact with him, and moved in slowly, kissing him softly on the lips. He automatically moved my lips back and forth, and eventually opened them all the way with his tongue. Dick and I sat there on the couch for a good hour and just made out. I hadn't had one of these session where you just make out forever since Duncan and I had broken up. Eventually I had found myself laying down on the couch and Dick on top of me, but we were just kissing. He had his hand up my shirt and in the small of my back, but that was about it. I didn't mind it either. I pulled away and gave him a couple small pecks on the lips.

"Okay... so my lips hurt!" I said, laughing.

He started laughing as his shifted his weight off of me. "Mine do too."

He rolled over so his back was against the back of the couch, and I turned so I was cuddling with him, we were face to face. Dick was always giving me compliments about my looks, but when I was laying up against his washboard abs, that made me think of how hott he was.

"You know... you're freaking gorgeous." I said to him, smiling big.

He looked at me funny, like he didn't expect it. "What?" He asked, grinning.

"You're gorgeous!" I said. "How else can I say it?" I said to him.

He smiled at me and gave me one long kiss on the lips, and closed his eyes. Now that I thought about it, I was exhausted too. Meg and I didn't get home from the party until almost 6:30am, and we woke up before noon. Then I went swimming for a few hours and came here. I thought it'd might be cute, and fun if Dick and I took a nap together, but not on the cramped couch, there wasn't enough room. I got up, and I knew he'd follow me.

"Where are you going, I'm getting cold!" He said, because my body heat had left.

"I'm sleeping in my bed, so you can either stay there, or come here." I said loudly so he could hear me.

It was like it didn't even take him two seconds to pop up off the couch and jump into my full sized bed. "Ah. This is what I call comfort." He said, kissing my forehead.

It was kind of strange how after fighting like we did for the past two days, and not having any contact with one another, and really only hooking up, well I guess three times now that me and Dick were so close to one another, and like a couple. I got under the covers in my bed next too him and we automatically started cuddling. I wrapped my arm around him and put my hand underneath his shirt, and held him close. I put my head into his chest and closed my eyes as I felt him wrap both of his arms around me and rest his chin on my head. We were completely intertwined and I loved every second of it. Eventually, I fell into a deep sleep and woke up about 3 hours later to find myself still wrapped up with him. It was about 11:30 at night.

"Dick!" I said in my 'just woke up,' voice.

He looked at me, and smiled. He must have realized it wasn't all a dream. "Yeah?" He asked.

"Are you going to spend the night here?" I asked him.

He looked at me like he couldn't believe I just asked that, and shook his head yes. "Yeah, def. I'll just call the Beav and tell him to tell my dad I'm staying at Logan's."

"Hey Beav it's me... yeah, yeah I know whatever though. Anyway, tell dad I'm staying at Logan's cause we're going to have a video game tournament or something k?" He asked, sounding so realistic. "Okay, okay Beaver I got it.. Thanks." He closed his phone.

"My dad wouldn't really care anyways, but I don't know, I just want to stay on his good side incase there is a time I get caught doing something... but yeah I'm here for the night!" He said, kissing me softly on the lips.

It felt so right for him to do stuff like that. I was beginning to trust Dick more, and trust myself less.

Next Chapter(s):

What does V mean by her last sentence?
Now that summer vacation has approached what will become of the V&D relationship?
Is Madison gone for good?