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3rd POV:

"Every town has one, spooky house that all the kids avoid; our's is Thornhill, the Blossom family's mansion, with it's very own graveyard.

And trapped within its walls, like some Gothic heroine, Cheryl Blossom, still grieving for her beloved brother, Jason, linked in death, even as they were in life."


PAIGE'S POV:

"Fairy!" I heard and I turned around to see Cheryl. "You still coming to Thornhill?" she asked. "You're lucky that I was able to reschedule my usual babysitting schedule." I told her. I'm trying my best to stay on her good side, considering that this week has been nothing but an utter nightmare for her.

Nevermind that, we locked pinkies as we made our way towards Betty, Archie, Veronica, Jughead, and Kevin. "Sorry to interrupt, sad Breakfast Club, but I'm here to formally invite you to Jason's memorial this weekend." Cheryl said as she was handing out invitations.

"To my surprise and chagrin, mother added you to the Guest List. Incase you're tempted to steal our silver candlesticks, don't. We'll be searching bags." Cheryl said to Veronica, very icily, might I add, as she walks away from them. I sent the group an apologetic look, before going after Cheryl.

"Cher, I know what you're going through, but can you not be that brash towards them?" I asked her. "You are so cute, Paige. What I said was the truth." she says as we were walking down the hall. "Cheryl, wait." I hear Veronica say as she walks up to us.

"You're in pain. This is a horrible week for you, I'm sure it's why you're being particularly obnoxious." Veronica said. "Maybe. What's your point?" Cheryl asked, not sparing Veronica a glance. "Look, I don't want to be locked in a cat fight to the death with you." Veronica started to say to ease the tension. Cheryl turns to look at Veronica.

"That only ends in one way, mutual annihilation." Veronica continued. "Agreed." Cheryl said, monotonously. "So, can't we just be friends? Or, at least, frenemies?" Veronica asked as Cheryl and I reached the staircase.

"If you really want to extend an olive branch, come to a sleepover I'm having." she said. "Fine, sure. When?" Veronica asked. "It's the night before the memorial. Glad you two could talk this out without fighting one another." I said to her, as we were going up the staircase to get to class.

The day before Jason's memorial and it quickly descended to nightfall and I was over at Thornhill with Veronica. Isaac would come, but I don't think he could handle being in Thornhill without Jason. Throughout the entire week, he was unusually quiet, and it wasn't like him. Plus, it doesn't help that he doesn't like Jason and Cheryl's parents that much, and I pretty much don't blame him.

Words do not express how Penelope and Clifford Blossom creep me out. I firmly believe the only positive influence that Jason and Cheryl have within their family besides each other would be Nana Rose Blossom, and I'm kind of glad that Veronica agreed to this sleepover.

"Thank you for having me." Veronica said to Mrs. Blossom as all of us were eating dinner, quietly, causing her to send out a fake smile. "Cheryl invited you. I have no idea why you're here. I thought I only expected Paige." she said, icily. "Me neither. I thought there would be other girls." Veronica said.

Oh, just wait for it, Veronica. You don't know what to expect.

"Nana Rose, would you like some more ham?" Mr. Blossom asked, and it only resulted Nana Rose to not say anything. "Veronica, Paige, would you two like some more maple ham?" Mr. Blossom asked. I shook my head. "I'm good. It's delicious, though." Veronica spoke up. "You can really taste the maple." she adds in.

"You do know that Riverdale was found in the Maple Syrup industry." Mr. Blossom points out. "I didn't, actually. Fascinating." she said. The girl spent most of her life in New York. I don't blame her for knowing that. "That's where Sweetwater River got its name. Perhaps, you should ask your father about it sometime." Mr. Blossom adds in. I gave Veronica a wary glance as Mr. Blossom just mentioned her incarcerated father.

"How is he, by the way?" he asked. "Okay." Veronica responded, quietly. "There are worse things in prison." Mrs. Blossom adds in. "Like this dinner party." Cheryl mused in, snidely. "What did you say?" Mrs. Blossom asked, very harshly. That resulted Cheryl to stay quiet and for Veronica to catch on about what goes on within the Blossom family.

"That must've been...hard for you watching your father get handcuffed and get dragged out of your home in front of you and your neighbors. All those reporters." Mr. Blossom continued on, despite what happened between Mrs. Blossom and Cheryl. Cheryl and I send wary looks to Veronica.

"The worst part was how fast it happened. He was just...gone. I didn't even got a chance to say goodbye. That's why I think it's so great that you all get to say goodbye to Jason." Veronica said. "Not all of us." Cheryl said. I think that it's messed up that Mr. and Mrs. Blossom wouldn't let Cheryl speak at Jason's memorial.

"That's because some people already got to say goodbye to Jason, while rowing him across the river." Mrs. Blossom said as she stood up and walked away with her plate. After what happened during that tense dinner, Cheryl, Veronica, and I were up in Cheryl's room and we were going through a photo album of Jason.

"I hope this isn't weird, but Jason is crazy handsome." Veronica said. "The handsomest. Something tells me he would've liked you." Cheryl said. "Why did you invite me tonight? Why not Tina or Ginger? Aren't they your besties? I understand why you invited Paige." Veronica said.

"And yet, that night at the Pep Rally, after I had my panic attack, you and Paige helped me, not them." Cheryl says as she is now looking down at Jason's picture within the photo album. "Cheryl, you're allowed to say goodbye to your brother, but why does it have to be…" Veronica started, before getting cut off by Cheryl. "In front of people?" Cheryl finished. "Yeah."

"Everything with Jason has been so...public. Everyone has an opinion, has been gossiping, saying he got what he deserved, or that he didn't. I just...wanted to let everyone know that I'm sorry, and Jason deserved that better family than what he got." Cheryl confessed as I put a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"Then, do it. Paige and I will help you, and let Penelope and Clifford Blossom do their worst." Veronica said. "Oh, they will. They'll kill me." Cheryl said, and within the tone she said it in, I didn't know whether she's joking or serious.

The following day is the funeral, and Veronica, Cheryl, and I were all dressed and ready to go. "You ready?" I asked as Veronica and I came up to her. "Just about." Cheryl said as we are seeing people piling into Thornhill. "You two go ahead, I'll be down." she added in. "Okay." Veronica said as we exited Cheryl's bedroom.

Veronica and I made it down to the room where the memorial is being held. I am sitting next to Kevin, and from the corner of my eye, I saw Archie go up to Mrs. Blossom with Jason's jersey in tow.

"I'm so sorry for your loss, Mrs. Blossom. I thought you might wanna have this." Archie said, handing the jersey to her. "You're so much like him." Mrs. Blossom said as she stroked his cheek and waved her fingers through Archie's red locks.

"Oh, I'm sorry." she said, realizing what she just did. "Thank you, Archibald." Mrs. Blossom adds in before walking away from him, and he walked back to his seat next to me. "Did she just touch your hair?" Kevin asked. "That was really sweet what you did." Betty said. "She deserves it more than I do." Archie said.

"Days like today really put things in perspective, huh?" Veronica said, coming up to us. "I mean, at least we're here. At least we're alive." Veronica said. The next thing I saw clearly shocked me.

If Cheryl's red hair didn't point her out like a sore thumb, then the white dress, the same white dress she wore when she lost saw Jason, clearly did.

"Oh, my God." Veronica said. "Yes." Kevin breathed out, as Cheryl made her way to the podium. "Welcome to Thornhill. Thank you all for coming. If you kindly take your seats." she greeted the occupants that are currently in the mansion, as some people took their seats. "I'd like to start the memorial, with a few words." Cheryl started.

Veronica and I saw Mrs. Blossom about to jump up from her seat and lunge towards Cheryl, but Mr. Blossom prevented her from doing that. "You're only going to make things worse." Veronica whispered.

"The last time I saw Jason, I was wearing this dress. I know it's impossible, but I swear when I put it on, I feel like he's in the room with me." Cheryl said, while momentarily looking at the picture of Jason.

"Even though we were twins, I used to demand that I have my own birthday party. Until one year, out of the blue, Jason convinced me we have to combine them into one. It wasn't until years later I found out why. It's because no one wanted to come to mine, and Jason didn't want me to know. He protected me every single day." Cheryl continued, now having tears in her eyes and looks like she is about to break. Veronica and I shared the same anxious look.

"I wish that day at the river, I protected him." Cheryl continued. She let out a sob before turning to the coffin. "I'm so sorry, JayJay." Cheryl cried out, and with that Veronica and I leapt up from our seats towards Cheryl. "We failed you. All of us." she continues to cry out. When we both got up there, she hugged the both of us, still sobbing.

After that, Mrs. Blossom walked up to the podium. "I think we'll adjourn now to the Winter Salon for a light supper." Mrs. Blossom said, and I know, through her tone of voice, she was using a fake smile.

After the memoriam, my parents, Isaac, and I were all piled into the kitchen. "You know the Blossom family can be a real piece of work, but in the end, it wasn't about us. It's about Jason." my dad said. My mom just ran her fingers through his hair and kissed him on the cheek. "I can't imagine what it's like to lose a child so young." my mom said as she rested her head on his shoulder.

In the end, we would all feel nothing but sorrow for the toxic family and living situation that Cheryl and Jason would have to go through.