VM Drabble Challenge: My contribution

[scribblinlenore]

So fairy_tale_echo and I have issued a VM drabble challenge for today. You can read about it here.

This is my answer to the challenge (spoilers for Weapon of Class Destruction):



Challenge: Write a 100 word drabble on what was going through Logan's head when he was driving to the motel.


This Time

His thoughts are the predictable ones.

Take Sherman. It's faster.

Why is that asshole in the passing lane?

Fear comes in the form of pictures, not words, movies playing in his head, the same old dreams he has every night, Lily by the pool, his mother at the railing of the bridge, and him. Coming to the rescue, but always just a little bit too late.

He can't pinpoint when Veronica became one of the women in his life, not that it's even important. He stomps impatiently on the gas. All that matters is getting there in time for once.

Comments

[picara.livejournal.com]

Oh wow. He was *so* thinking this.

Poor Logan.

[scribblinlenore.livejournal.com]

One of his scenes that most tore me up was when he was talking to the counselor about Lily's death, the way he blamed himself for not being there. And I also loved how he jumped to his mother's defense when his father was confronting her about the tabloid scandal. I figured this is what would be going through his head on the way to Veronica.

So glad you liked it!