The Den - Friday Afternoon

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

It was the weekend.

The weekend was supposed to signify fun.

Veronica did not consider writing a twelve page paper on the import and export history of Uraguay fun.

But that's what she was doing anyway. With any luck, she would finish before the weekend completely passed her by.



[expecting a specific call; but open for interaction, phone calls, letters, whatever. may be slowplay as work is still frying my brain this week.]

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette just had to make this call. Her stomach nervous, she dialed Veronica's number she'd handwavily located, and sat down on her bed, waiting to see if she'd pick up.

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica didn't even bother to look at the caller ID; she was so excited to get a break from her paper.

"Hello?"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette squeezed her eyes shut then opened them. She was a nervous wreck. "Veronica? Hi, it's me, Annette?"

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Annette? Did she know an Annette?

She glanced at the call display. Oh, a Fandom number. OH.

"Hey, Annette. This is a surprise. What's up?"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I'm kind of surprised to be calling but, um, I was wondering if you could help clarify something for me?" She waited a beat before she carried on quickly. "Did you sleep with Dick?"

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Oh, HELL.

"That's kind of an odd question," Veronica said.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"No, not really considering the fact that Dick admitted to it," Annette said, leaving off the part where Dick didn't admit the with who part.

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"Well, if Dick admitted it then why are you calling and asking me?" Veronica asked.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Omigod! It was with Veronica! How could Dick do that?

She so tried to keep the trembling from her voice. "Because I want to know why... especially after what you told me that one day. I believed you, Veronica."

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica sighed. "It was an accident," she said. "We were drunk and it... just sort of happened."

No need to mention the next morning when they were sober.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

That's okay, Dick already mentioned it happened twice.

"...and the second time? Were you still drunk then?" Annette sniffled, wiping her eyes.

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Great, apparently Dick had gotten hit with a truth spell or something.

She considered lying; it wasn't like Annette would be able to tell, but she was feeling guilty already. "No," she admitted. "I'm sorry, Annette."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette's heart lurched in her chest and she covered her mouth with her hand a moment, quelling the need to cry even more.

When she could speak, she said softly, "Thanks for being honest with me, Veronica. Dick and I are no longer together... if you, if he... if there is anything there between you two, I'll not be in the way of it."

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"Oh, God, Annette, no," Veronica said. "It was seriously a one-time thing and we were drunk. I understand why you're upset, but if you still love him, maybe you guys can work things out."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"No, no... it's too late for that. I can't... couldn't--" God, this was the worst. "It's for the best and the break-up was happening anyway. I guess Dick just thought to give me a parting gift..." One that she could have clearly done without.

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"Wait. Are you saying that you guys didn't break up because of this?" Veronica asked.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette should have mentioned that first, uh? "No."

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica was quiet for a moment, letting that sink in. "So why did you guys break up?"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"For a lot of reasons. Mostly on my part because Dick doesn't say much. Last night, he... just didn't say anything really so I knew... he doesn't love me anymore and for him to cheat on me like he did, well, there's a sure indication that he doesn't care for me."

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"I know he felt really bad about what happened between us," Veronica offered. "But I'm still not understanding how him cheating on you even came up."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"I would like to know that myself. He just blurted it out last night, slammed my door, then yelled twice through it. Our break up was over. He didn't need to tell me. I would have been much better off not knowing... and that is what hurts because I thought... you know, I did think he loved me... before."

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Okay, that? Pissed Veronica off. Number one, because it was a asshole-ish thing to do. And number two, because it dragged her into the middle of something she didn't need to be in the middle of.

"What a jackass. You're better off without him."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette raised her brows. She didn't expect that, not at all.

"I'm sorry for having to call you, and question you about this, but I needed the peace of mind... some sort of closure as to why it happened. The drunk part I can almost forgive but the other? It will hurt for a little while."

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"I understand," Veronica said. "I'm just sorry that you had to find out like that."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Oddly? I'm just relieved that it's over. I know and now I can deal with it. So, I won't keep you tied up anymore... Take care, Veronica."

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"You too, Annette," Veronica said. She was so calling Dick and bitching him out.