Here we go again. Another Kevin fanfiction because Kevin is awesome and Kevin deserves so much more story in the show. Until the showrunners decide to give my child more episodes and story lines, he just gets hurt constantly and constantly in more stories. Why? Because I'm evil. Hope you enjoy this one, because this one is kind of the saddest one I've written.
In this story, the discovery of Kevin's cruising happened before Moose and Midge were shot. Just putting that out there.
Kevin had told himself that he was a good person. He told himself that he was a good person. That there was nothing wrong with him. That he wasn't a bad person for cruising Fox Forest because that's what he was into. Kevin told himself that he was fine. That it wasn't anything wrong with him. Kevin retold himself this. He told himself this all the time. When Betty told him it was wrong, he told himself that it wasn't wrong. That he was fine. When his father told him that it was wrong, he told himself that it wasn't wrong.
But today... today proved Kevin Keller completely and utterly wrong. There was something wrong with it. There was something wrong with him. There was something wrong with Kevin Keller meeting local guy gays in Riverdale in Fox Forest. There was something wrong with him. There was something wrong with Kevin Keller, because his friends told him that as he walked up to them. Not just his friends. His father. His father and his friends told him that there was something wrong with him. That he was wrong for what he was doing.
It all started in the morning. Kevin woken up to his favorite song from the alarm on his phone. It was an upbeat and catchy song, but Kevin wasn't in the mood of the song. He was upset, especially from the night before with his father. Sheriff Keller might have told his son that he would talk with him about his sexuality, but he knew that his father was disgusted with him for what he did. He knew his father. He knew when he was happy, sad, angry and everything in between. And he knew from the look on his father's face when he went to bed the night before.
His father was disgusted with him. His own son and Kevin could not be happy with that at all. Kevin got up from his bed and he rubbed his eyes. He quickly shut off the alarm and git up from his bed. He didn't want to wake up him father. Especially after the night before. He didn't want to wake him up. Kevin grabbed his cologne and his clothes and he quickly got dressed. He put on black to match his mood and he grabbed his light brown leather jacket. It was snowing outside and he knew that he would get sick without a jacket.
Kevin left his room, he could hear his father snores from his bedroom. He was still sleeping. He hadn't woken him up and he didn't want to wake him up at all. Kevin walked down the stairs and quickly gathered what he needed for the day. He grabbed his satchel and his laptop. Kevin walked over and grabbed the keys to his truck so that he can drive all the way to school. As Kevin opened the door, he heard his father's bedroom door open. "Kevin?" his weak voice called.
Kevin did not want to respond or deal with his father at all. He quickly ran out of the door and slammed it. Kevin threw his belongings into the truck and he ran inside the driver's seat. Sheriff Keller walked outside, still dressed in his sweatpants and long sleeve shirt. He looked and saw his son. "Kevin, wait." he called.
Kevin didn't even want to respond. He drove out of his driveway and onto the road. Kevin sighed as soon as he looked in the mirror and saw that his father was completely out of sight. He inhaled and told himself that he was not disgusting. He was not gross. He was not different for what he did. Kevin Keller was not different from anyone else. He was normal. As Kevin pulled up to his school parking lot, he tried to force himself not to cry when he saw Betty, Archie, Veronica and Jughead being all happy. He couldn't be happy right now, because they were so happy. After everything he went through, they were smiling. But Kevin knew what they were thinking. They were thinking that he was just completely and utterly disgusting for what he did.
So Kevin forced himself out of the truck and he started to go about his day. He went to his planned tutoring sessions with other students, he attended his classes. He took his tests. He did what he had to to keep himself distracted on the fact that he wasn't and never will be disgusting.
But all of Kevin's forced happy thoughts and opinions came to screeching halt. It was almost the end of the day. Kevin was going to go home and forget about everything and try his best to get some sleep while still avoiding his father. But he couldn't. When Archie, Betty, Jughead and Veronica approached him. Kevin saw them and tried to keep his cool. He breathed in and out and he told himself once again, that he wasn't gross and that there was nothing going on with him.
Betty was the first person to speak. "Kevin?" she called. "We just... we um... we all wanted to tell you something."
"It's about you going in the woods." Jughead said.
"Look..." Archie said. "Until you're done going into the woods and doing... and doing-"
"And doing what Archie?" Kevin said, completely offended that he was being attacked by his so called friends. Especially Betty, who was supposed to be his best friend. "Go ahead. Say it. Tell me what I'm doing wrong!"
"Kevin... come on." Veronica added. "You know what we're talking about."
"What you're doing in the woods. It's completely dangerous with the guy that shot my dad still around." Archie said.
"And not to mention completely disgusting." Betty said. "And until you're done, we just want you to stay-"
Kevin nodded. "Stay away from you all. How caring. Don't worry... I got it."
Kevin slammed his locker door shut and he walked away from the four of them. Veronica looked at the three of her friends and she quickly ran up to Kevin. "Kevin, wait." she called, grabbing his shoulder. Kevin pushed her off of him and he ran away from them quicker, tears streaming from his eyes. He couldn't. He absolutely couldn't. Kevin couldn't go to his last two classes and wrestling now. Now that everyone told him that he was disgusting and that he was wrong for doing what he enjoyed.
Kevin ran down a hall and bumped into someone. Kevin accidentally made all the books in his hands fall. "Oh my god, I am so sorry." Kevin said, keeping the tears inside his eyes as he leaned over to pick up the books that had fallen on the ground.
Kevin picked up the textbooks and handed them to the person he bumped into. It was Moose. "Hey." Moose said to him. "Are you okay? You look a little... upset."
Kevin just pushed the books into Moose's hands and he ran away from Moose and ran to the end of the hall. "Kev, wait!" he called out to him. But Kevin didn't listen or care. He continued to run as fast as he could to the exit of the school. The exit that was farthest away from the classrooms where Betty could see him from the windows and the exit farthest away from the parking lot. It might have led to the forest, but Kevin didn't care. He just needed time to cry.
Kevin pushed the door to the exit open and started to break down crying in the middle of the lot. It was cold and Kevin wasn't wearing his coat. But how could he care? Where could he find the care? After all, he was disgusting. Kevin Keller was only one thing. He was disgusting. All Kevin thought of himself now was that he was gross and everything he did was wrong. Everything he believed in himself were wrong. He was wrong. He was gross, disgusting and completely and utterly a terrible human being. His neck, lungs and head hurt from the pain he was feeling in his chest right now.
Kevin fell on his knees crying and he held his arms. He was wrong for what he did. He was wrong.
Kevin was do busy crying and telling himself how wrong he was, that he didn't notice the person creeping up from behind him. He didn't hear the crunch of his footsteps on the snow or the swish of his black leather jacket. He didn't notice until it was too late. He looked up to breathe and he saw the huge man in black standing before him. It was the Black Hood. Kevin tried to scream, but he was hit hard with the butt of the staff he had. Blood drew from Kevin's temple and The Black Hood beat Kevin with the staff. Kevin tried to scream out for help, but he couldn't. The staff hit his mouth multiple times, his voice was gone. "The ultimate sin." the strangely familiar but still evil voice said. "No two men shall lie in bed together. Sexually. You are nothing but sin. And sinners-" The staff hit Kevin again hard in the back. "Sinners. Have. To. Die."
Kevin knew that voice. He had heard that voice. All the time. "Mister... Mister Cooper." he choked.
The Black Hood stopped suddenly and looked down at Kevin. It didn't make much sense. Why was Hal doing this? Kevin started to crawl away, but Hal grabbed him. Kevin was right. It was Hal. Or he wouldn't have reacted the way he did. Hal grabbed and started to drag Kevin off. Kevin tried to scream. No let anyone listening know that he needed help, but Hal pressed his leather gloved hand over Kevin's mouth. Kevin screamed into it, but all that came out were quiet, aggressive muffles. The Black Hood... no, Hal, threw Kevin against a tree. Hurting his back. Kevin bit his lip to hold back the sob that he wanted to let out.
Hal threw the staff aside and this time pulled out a swiss army knife. And Kevin recognized that knife. It was dark blue. The same on Hal used to carved the wood for Betty's birthday barbecues or to quickly butt one of the cigarettes of his friends and hell, even his father. Kevin knew it was Hal the moment he pulled out that knife. Hal thrusted the knife into Kevin's body repeatedly. Blood poured out of Kevin's body as the bloody and most likely rusty knife, went inside all of his skin more and more. The Black Hood left out a hearty laugh as he finished beating and stabbing Kevin to a blood and swollen pulp. The Black Hood threw the knife back inside his jacket pocket and he punched Kevin as hard as he possibly could in the temple. He fell unconscious from blood loss, open wounds and all the pain burning like a fire through his lean body. The only thought coursing through Kevin's mind as it happened was that he deserved this. He deserved the beating. Because he was disgusting. Kevin was gross.
He didn't come to until a few hours later. The night had fallen and all of the school activities must had come to an end. No one was there to help Kevin. No one was in the woods to see this dying boy and call him some help from Riverdale General. But Kevin rolled his eyes and told himself that no one would help someone as disgusting as him. With what he did in the forest, this is what he deserved. This was God punishing him. God could be brutal sometimes, but he knew what was right and wrong. This was what Kevin believed that he deserved for cruising around Fox Forest. Kevin forced himself to stand up. His right leg hurt like hell and he yelled out from it's pain. The staff and the knife must have hit it harder than every other body part it hit. Kevin used a tree covered in his blood behind him to try and stand. Kevin looked over his body to see his injures. It was terrible what had happened to him. He was like a broken Barbie doll. Other than the probably broken right leg, Kevin's left shoulder was dislocated, his spine felt misshapen and cracked and he had multiple lacerations pretty much everywhere he looked. Blood was almost everywhere. Everywhere. Anywhere. Kevin would have thrown up if he could see himself in a mirror right now.
Kevin needed to find help. He needed to find someone to help him. Anyone if they were kind enough to he someone so gross and as disappointing as him. Kevin limped as quickly as could away from the woods back to the back of the school. Kevin fell to the ground. His leg was surely broken. Kevin groaned as he forced himself to get back up again. He needed to tell Betty, tell Jughead, tell his dad who The Black Hood. They needed to know. To protect themselves. To keep the whole town safe. Kevin found his way back to the front of the school and he limped to find anyone out to help him. There was no one there. Just the darkness.
He forced his bleeding body over to the road. To get the attention of anyone. Anyone. But... Kevin forgot. This was Riverdale. And people aren't the best or the kindest. As soon as he limped into the street, his ears stopped working. He could no longer hear anything. Especially not the car coming closer and closer to him. Kevin only looked up when he saw the lights getting closer. He looked up, but it was too late. The driver of the car tried to stop, but it didn't stop in time. The car did Kevin just as it stopped. Kevin's bloody body rolled off from the street to the front car window. Glass broke and seeped into Kevin's back, head and shoulders. At that point, nothing good was coming. Kevin's life and consciousness was slipping away.
The driver of the car got out along with it's passenger. It was Moose and Midge. One their way to make out and do Jingle-Jangle in the woods. If not for the detour. Moose got out as fast as could and gasped. "Oh my god!" he cried, seeing all the blood coming from the body on his car.
Midge ran over to the front and tried to help get the body of the windsheild. Moose brought it into his arms as soon as Midge started to cry at the sight of all the blood. "Holy crap, Midge." he cried. "Midge, call 911. Call 911 right now!"
"Moose, who is it?!" she cried. "Moose, who is it?!"
Moose looked up at his girlfriend, his face getting red from keeping tears inside. "Midge it's... it's... it's Kev. It's Kevin."
Midge ran back inside the car and grabbed her phone. She dialed the three numbers quickly and was screaming inside the receiver. Moose pulled off his varsity jacket then his black shirt. He pressed it to Kevin's head, where the cut was the hugest and bleeding the most. "Hold on Kevin." he cried, tears falling onto Kevin's pale and bloody face. "Kev hold on."
Kevin didn't hear anything that Midge and Moose had said. His ears had stopped working after all. Kevin was disoriented and his eyes were rolling from side to side. Kevin suddenly told himself again, you're disgusting. You're gross after all. Stop fighting.
So he did. Kevin believed that he deserved this. So he stop fighting and holding on. His eyes rolled to the back of his head. "Kevin, no!"