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Veronica opened her eyes slowly and nuzzled her head to the pillow. She looked down her body and saw his hand draped on her stomach. She sighed, pushed his hand away, and sat up on the edge of the bed. She saw the clock beside the bedside table: it was 2AM. She exhaled again and stood up, collecting her clothes that were scattered on the floor. She put her panties and bra on and slid into her jeans.
He woke up, then watched her button her shirt and brush her hair with her fingers. The room was dark, but he could see her silhouette because of the moonlight. For a while, he watched her discreetly wiping her tears.
"Come back to bed," He said softly. She didn't answer, as she was searching for her keys. She looked under the bed, the couch, and the coffee table. He sighed and sat up. He put on his briefs and walked towards her. He grabbed her keys inside the ashtray and gave them to her. "Stay,"
He saw her roll her eyes as she grabbed her keys from him. He also saw streaks of tears on her cheek. He was going to touch her cheek to wipe the tears, when she jerked her head away. "Don't touch me." She said flatly.
"You never refused before." He said coldly. "We've been doing this for a month."
"We have sex, yes. But other than that, I don't want you to touch me," she said in a cold tone. He set his jaws but didn't say anything. "Or even talk to me.That's not the deal."
He scoffed but didn't budge from where he stood. He watched her sitting on the coffee table and putting on her shoes. "I thought…"
"The next time we meet, it will be the last." Veronica looked at him, daring him to object. "That's our deal."
He put his hands on his hips and stared at her hard. Veronica looked away and stood up, ready to go. "What if I don't want to?"
Veronica stopped in her tracks. She turned around slowly, watching the man she loathed standing in silhouette. "What?"
He didn't answer. For the past 4 weeks, he'd grown accustomed to her… appearance. He would never admit it, but he liked her. She was different from any other girls on campus, or in his life for that matter. Most girls were either afraid of him because he was connected - connected, or used him because of those connections. But she was different.
"Have dinner with me." He blurted.
He wasn't surprised when she looked at him with hatred and disgust. He got that all the time from her. She always closed her eyes whenever they were having sex and refused to see him. He was used to it. She scoffed hearing his request and her voice sound appalled. "You're crazy."
"It's just dinner." He said exasperatedly. Veronica always lashed out after they had sex, as if she didn't like the idea of him touching her. It wasn't myfault, he argued to himself. It was her ex-boyfriend who behaved like an ape man. So he threatened to kill him, so what? It wasn't as if he was going to do it anyway. He was not a psychopath – just because he was the only son of a mobster. When that Echolls boy humiliated him at the cafeteria, he only planned to teach the boy some lesson. He sent his thugs to intimidate Logan Echolls – who sent some of his thugs to the hospital. Apparently, being one of the rich 09ers, Logan was resourceful. Logan had hired bodyguards and managed to thwart Gory's plan to humiliate him. Logan was able to fight back with only minor cuts and bruises. He was about to retaliate again, when Veronica approached him and offered him a deal.
She offered to get the police off his back. She said whenever he got himself in trouble; she would help him with the law. He just laughed at the idea. For that, he had a group of lawyers. He had something more interesting to offer.
At first, she was appalled when he wanted to sleep with her. Not just once or twice, but for an entire month….the whole 30 days. He was bored, and Veronica seemed like a challenge. But as the days went by, he found himself attracted to her.
"And then what? Movies? Long walks on the beach?" Veronica snidely said. She tilted her head to the side, and he was about to take her one more time because of that particular movement. "Get real, Gory. I have sex with you because it's part of the deal. You promised to leave Logan and my friends alone."She put her jacket on. "Keep your end of the bargain."
She was about to leave the room when he grabbed her arm, yanked her close to him, and then kissed her roughly. Veronica squirmed to get away, but Gory wouldn't let her. Veronica finally pushed him away, and furiously wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "You're a bitch, you know that." He said it without venom. But she looked at him with anger.
"You're disgusting."
He smirked. He knew she thought he was disgusting, but it didn't stop him from having some fun. Veronica shook her head, grabbed her purse, walked out of his apartment, and slammed the door. His smirk was gone, followed by a hurt look.

Veronica sat in her car, crying.
She had done that for a month now, every night, after her romp with Gory. She felt dirty and couldn't wait to take a shower to wash away the filth.
As her cry subsided, she reached for her phone. She scrolled down the contacts and stopped at Logan's number.
She dialed him, and then hung up after one ring.
"Fuck." She cursed. She wiped her tears, and jolted in surprise when her phone rang. She looked at the name.
Logan was calling her back.
She didn't know what to do, so she let the phone ring several times. She wanted so bad to pick up the phone. But you already told him that he's out ofyour life, remember?
The ringing stopped, followed by a deafening silence in her car. She exhaled and startled when her phone rang again. Logan was calling.
She picked it up, "Hello?"
"Veronica? Did you call me? What's wrong?" He was worried, it was apparent.
She closed her eyes. Why had she called him in the middle of the night? Of course, he thought something was wrong. "Nothing, I'm sorry. I accidentallydialed my phone. Sorry to bother your sleep."
There was a sound of rustling, as if someone was moving in bed. "It's okay Veronica. Are you okay? Where are you?"
"I'm at a stakeout." She lied. "Almost fell asleep, and I dropped my phone."
Both of them went silent. It had been a while since they talked. Logan cleared his throat. "If you need anything…" Veronica closed her eyes. "I'm here."
"Thank you, Logan…" She whispered. "Well, goodnight."
"Goodnight, Veronica…" After hesitating, she hung up. She wanted to scream because she couldn't tell him what happened. But she really needed to move on…
She needed a clean slate.

Veronica hated hospitals.
Yet, she was walking slowly in the hospital hall. It was very quiet, because it was around 3 AM. She walked quietly to the ICU and stopped outside a room. She was hesitant at first, but then she entered.
Lamb looked peaceful, actually.
Veronica thought that the ex-sheriff usually had a permanent scowl on his face or even smugness plastered forever. But seeing him in a coma, he looked… different. Like a sleeping boy who never said cruel things to her or made her life miserable. She hated him. She hated the way he grinned, said her name, and told her to go to see a Wizard. She hated the way his words cut through every inch of her body and made her feel like a fool.
And yet, she was in his hospital room.
She looked around to see many machines next to his bed; breathing machine, heart machine, I.V. drips, brain machine… Veronica didn't know what to call all those machines but her heart sank to see all of those gadgets hooked up to him.
She sighed and sat on a chair next to his bed. She looked at his face; his eyes were closed as if he was sleeping and not in pain. His head was wrapped with bandages, only his face showed. It wasn't an image she liked seeing. No matter how bad the person was, this wasn't a pretty sight to endure.
"Wow… Deputy. You're pretty strong to make it through this… I mean," Veronica shook her head. "Lilly got her head bashed by an ashtray and she diedinstantly. You got hit by a baseball bat several times and survived… barely." She looked at him sadly. "Or you're just so goddamn stubborn."
She stood up a bit and adjusted his blanket. He was breathing via a tube. Veronica's ears were ringing from the all the machines' sounds in that room.
The machines beeped in monotone. Veronica looked at the machines from where she sat and then to him. She wiped a tear that was forming and cleared her throat. "It sounds so cliché doesn't it? Talking to a comatose patient? I know you can't hear me… but that's okay." She shifted in her seat and bit her lower lip. "I just… don't know where else to go."
She sniffled and laughed a bit, "Look at me being pathetic. I'm so lonely, I'm actually sitting and talking to you – my comatose nemesis; the most arrogantsonofabitch who didn't want backup while trying to catch a bad guy. You, who made my life and my friends' lives miserable. And yet…. here I am… 'Cause I havenobody to talk to."
Veronica watched Lamb's face, hoping for changes. She leaned back and slumped in her chair. "I'm not supposed to be here, y'know. But there's no one atthe nurses' station, so I thought, what the hell."
She watched him for several minutes and then sighed. "I did something horrible… and just plain wrong. You would love it." She chuckled humorlessly. "You'dprobably laugh in my face, and probably rub it in every single day." Veronica looked at his sleeping form and closed her eyes. "I had to do it, you know.Because… I love Logan…. and I can't see him hurt again. Or worse… get killed…. because of a stupid mistake I made." She sighed. "Correction: stupidmistakes."
Veronica looked at his sleeping form. It had been a while since her father got the call that Sheriff Don Lamb was in a coma and probably would never wake up. The only thing that stopped the doctor from pulling the plug was his mother, Donna Lamb, insisting he be kept alive. She'd flown over from Austin, Texas and drove straight to Neptune General Hospital. She saw her son's condition, shook her head, and told the doctor to keep him comfortable. Then she left again back to Texas. She had not returned to Neptune since then. When Keith asked her why she was going back to Texas and didn't bother to stay, she looked at him and said, "I owe him my life. And that's it." She didn't provide any more explanation, and Keith didn't push her.
Don Lamb had no friends. He had deputies to follow his orders and a string of call girls to keep him company. It wasn't a secret – unless you counted his escapade with Madison Sinclair.
Veronica twiddled her thumbs. She needed to pour her heart out. She didn't have anyone to talk to about this… delicate situation.
She made a deal with the devil.
She didn't know why she agreed to sleep with Gory on a daily basis, but all she could think of was that she needed to protect Logan. She remembered back during high school, Logan had a fight with the PCHers club. He almost died because of it. Tore everyone's lives apart; Weevil got himself in jail, Thumper was dead, Felix was dead, she almost got herself hurt by Liam Fitzpatrick, and everything escalated from that. She didn't want anything to escalate again – call it a dumb judgment. It wasn't the first time she had made a stupid decision; she still felt raw about the whole fiasco with The Castle, Jake Kane, and her father losing the Sheriff election.
All because of her.
Logan fought Gory because of her.
She needed to put a lid on it, so she made a deal with Gory.
She let out a shaky breath. Tomorrow would be the last day that she fulfilled her deal with Gory. After that, there would be no more midnight visits to his apartment. No more being touched by him. No more…
Veronica looked at Lamb again. "What are you dreaming about right now?" She asked softly. "I bet you're dreaming of torturing me and my dad." She smiled. "I heard Sacks and Dad have been visiting you often. I don't know about Sacks, but my dad… I think he wants to have some kind of closure with you.Just in case you… well… don't make it."
She sighed and stood up. "I guess I have to make closure with you too, deputy…" She held his hand and squeezed it. "After tomorrow, everything willchange. No more secret meetings… No more stupid decisions – I paid a big price; I lost Logan, I lost my dad's respect, I lost the FBI internship…" She nodded solemnly. "I forgive you, deputy… I can't believe I'm saying it, but I forgive you. I just want to start fresh… a blank slate… like a piece of white paper…"
Veronica wiped a tear from the corner of her eye. She bent down and kissed Lamb on his temple softly. "Goodbye, deputy… Thanks for listening."
She gathered her jacket and purse, and after looking at him for the last time, she walked out from his room.
Several minutes later, one of the machines in the room beeped loudly.
Don Lamb slowly opened his eyes.
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