Disclaimer- I do not own Veronica Mars or any of its plots or characters
How did the guilt begin, you ask? Well…
Dick's PoV
Nothing, I mean NOTHING could have prepared me for the heart-breaking sight that was before me when I entered that bedroom. Part of me wished I could go back in time and resist the sudden urge that had come over me to enter this room.
Veronica was sitting on the floor in front of the bed, her hair was tangled and fuzzy, her dress was crumpled and one of its straps was broken and the edges were tinged with a substance that, he hoped was not blood, but even his simple mind couldn't deny was blood.
However, the most devastating thing was not the dress, or the hair, or the disgusting mix of blood and bodily fluids on the bed that he was trying to ignore, it was the look in her eyes, a look so completely broken that he knew, more than he knew anything before, Veronica Mars was dead, and he had, partially, killed her.
No one's PoV
The blonde boy and the blonde girl's eyes met.
Blue on Blue
Anger on Anger
Dead on Dead
They were both dead. Even if they didn't know it. Dick had been dead since his mother stepped out the door without looking back all those years ago. Veronica had been dead since her mother's hand raised that first glass of vodka to her lips. With that one look of mutual understanding, the blonde children were bonded for life. Bonded through abandonment and death and the emotions that they both tried not to feel; because even though they didn't pop pills like Duncan, or drown themselves in drink after drink like both their train wreck mothers, they had their own ways of getting rid of the pain.
A/N If any of you recognise that section (Blue on Blue etc) then you are amazing (I used a similar passage in another story, you will have to read them all to find out which)
A/N Tell me what you think, I need IDEAS! I have no idea where I am going to go with this story after I have done the morning after thing
A/N In "I'm pretty sure" I refer to a Dick/Veronica kiss, I was initially referring to the one at Shelley's party, but now I'm not sure. Do you think I should out an 'accidental' DiVe kiss in?
(This is a shameless ploy for reviews, but what can I say, I love the praise, even if your reviews aren't praise, I also love CONSTRUCTIVE criticism)
A/N In my world the tapes were found before the beginning of "The Guilt is Necessary" but after the rape
