she's such a beautiful, such a beautiful disaster

F A N F I C T I O N > V . M A R S
Strikeout (I Need You) by Amberina

Standing on the edge of life death love hate the bridge, all he sees is Veronica above him below him next to him all around him. Veronica, Veronica, Ver-ron-ica. (I need you, you know. I need you, I need you, I fucking need you, you bitch.)

And then there's asshole Weevil, and his (fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, and you and you and you) fists. And even poor Mexican trash Weevil gets tired of punching eventually (yeah, fuck you too), and he's stupid as fuck not stupid, so he doesn't kill Logan.

Eventually it's always always alw - just Logan, hurting like hell bleeding drunk as a skunk in a - on the bridge, and he'd leave, if only he could see anything but Veronica all around him, fucking bitch (I wish I'd you'd die).

Logan doesn't care know when he passed out, but the pathetic fact of the matter is he did, on the bridge, and he (fuck, fuck, fuck) wakes up in hell the hospital. (Dammit.)

Veronica is still there and he wonders if she's going to take him back (please, pleasepleaseplease) real or not, but eventually he decides that it doesn't matter she must be real, because fucking bi - the Veronica of the drunken illusions was sorry loved him was always smiling, and this Veronica is not.

Veronica hands him his death a newspaper, and takes a step back, and she should really say something doesn't say anything. One glance at the front page tells Logan (fuck) everything (oh, fuck) he needed to know. He fucking knew it puts the paper down and suddenly he feels nothing at all is numb wishes he was back on the bridge so he could jump off be away from Veronica and her pathetic stare. She's waiting for him to cry laugh live die say something, and he wishes she would has nothing to say.

"I'm sorry," she says, but it means nothing isn't about the right thing, so he wonders if she knows what she did just shrugs. (I need you.) "Logan? Please say something?" And there's a bit of love, maybe possibly definitely not worry in her voice, and he just looks at her, and he still has no idea what to nothing to say. (I need you.)

And Veronica just doesn't get it looks at him. Finally, she turns and she (fuck) leaves (fuck) him (fuck) in the hospital (fuck) alone.

(Please never ever ever ever ever don't leave me now.)