Chapter 5- Can't Happen Again...
Bright sun blended into the room. Alice flickered her eyes from the lighting change. She peaked her head out from the blankets and muttered a curse underneath her breath. She couldn't believe she had done it again. She slept with the same guy. She couldn't understand why her body found him so irresistible. She didn't find that attractive. Oh who was she kidding? He was so attractive. It took her breath away when she saw him walk into that bar last night. She still couldn't believe she had slept with him. Not once! But twice. She was so fucked. And she found herself falling into his trap. he has her stuck tight. Was it bad she kinda liked it? She wasn't sure. All She knew was that she was fucked. In many ways more than one.
She slowly slides out of his bed, trying to find her discarded clothes. She can't remember where they were. All she can remember was her careless drinking and peeling off her clothes in the living room. She gently grabbed the door knob and twisted it. Her eyes burn from the raging sunlight and her hangover just starts kicking. Her head throbbed terribly. The first thing was her phone, She dashes for her phone and sees it's Sunday. Oh shit. She just fucked him and now her morals were bring to kick in. She was pretty religious and now feels Gods going to hate her. She shakes the thought off and makes a run for her red dress. Oh great. She has to walk around town in a red dress. Here comes the walk of shame. Yep She's fucked.
Another curse breaks through her lips."Where the fucks my bra?" She hisses as she tears off the couch cushions and scattered them across his living room. Now she feels like shit. She didn't mean to destroy his trailer with her bare hands. She felt something about the place. Her eyes widened a bit. Why did this place seem so familiar to her? Everything about his trailer was calling out at her. But she just couldn't place it.
She throws on her bra and shimmed into her red dress from last night. Then she realizes she has to pee. She makes a right and opens the door. After she closed the door, She moved around in the small bath room. She looked at herself in the small mirror hanging on the wall. She looked so hungover. It wasn't even funny. She could smell the reek from the bar. Smoke, Beer and questionable substances. She really needed a shower.
On the other side of the thin trailer walls, Fp groaned as he nearly threw up. He looked around the room and sighed in relief. He didn't take anybody home with him. He couldn't have that happening again and then he realized something. Fuck he got drunk and now Cheryl's going to kill him. She said that she was the only one willing to help him and he fucked that up. AGAIN! He was so angry with himself. How could he ruin yet another chance? He had so many chances and every time he blows them. Every time! He needs to change or He'll never get his son or family back. He needed to confess to Cheryl before all hell breaks loose. That's the last thing he possible needs right now.
He shakes his head from the chills that were going down his spine and gets out of bed. He walked over to his dresser and pulls out a new pair of boxers, socks and an old band T-shirt. He lays them out on his bed and walks out of his room. He walked into kitchen to make him some caffeine to get rid of his raging hangover. He plugs in his coffee maker and scoops two coffee mix from the coffee mix. He grabbed the coffee pot from off the coffee maker and pours out the old coffee. He refills the pot with water and starts brewing his coffee.
Then He realizes that he stinks. He walks into the hallway and without thinking opened his bathroom door. He strolled in and sees the steam. Maybe he already set up his shower. He pulled open the shower curtain and his jaw drops. "What the fuck?!" He manages to squeeze out and the figure turns.
Alice was too busy washing her hair to hear the door open or see that the shower curtain was pulled. She heard someone curse and turned to face them. She immediately covers her breasts and feels the color drain from her face."Get out!" She shrieks, while trying to keep her areas covered.
Fp looked shocked and then it dawns on him. They slept together again. "What are you talking about? This is my trailer!" He pointed out as he shields his eyes with his hands as he's turned.
She rolled her eyes as she grabbed a towel from off the towel rack."You're the one who brought me here!" She snapped as she stormed away wearing only a towel.
He couldn't believe this was his idea. He really needed to stop drinking. This isn't good for either of them. Alice needed to focus on getting her memory back not sleeping with him. He wasn't saying he wasn't enjoying the encounters. But it wasn't do any good for the both of them.
"I'm sorry, Alice." She stopped and faced him. Her eyes were still cold but less angry.
"Uh Fp... This can't keep happening." She says gently as she holds the blue towel to her body.
He knows she's right. They can't keep doing this. It wasn't helping or healthy. They need to stop. It was the best for them. Even if it killed him to see her around their small town and not being able to kiss her and tell her how much he loves her. It was for the best.
He sighed as he turned himself around so she could change."Yeah..." He agreed as he felt his heart snap in half.
After she was done changing. Alice walked out of the bathroom and sighed. Fp fought his heartbreak and walked into his kitchen. Alice grabbed her cellphone off the couch. She saw him pouring some coffee into two cups. Damn he was so kind. Why was she letting him go? So what this all started on a one night stand? Which turned into two nights. What was she going to do? She already missed his touch. Her body craved him. She shook her hand and took the cup that he handed her. Fp smirked as he was her down her coffee already. He wants her to stay. But he knows that can't happen.
After she finishes her coffee, She gets off the couch and heads for the door. He sighs as he hears the door close behind her. She actually left. He hated the feeling he had. He was stuck. He wanted Alice. The real Alice. He misses her. Why did she have to lose her memory and forget him?
Betty finally convinced Jughead to take her to his dad's trailer. She felt bad on how she treated him. She knocked on the door and smiled at her boyfriend. He wasn't happy to be here. He didn't want to see his father. He only came to please his girlfriend. When the door opened, He saw his father's stone cold eyes light up. He feels odd when his father hugs him. But he gives in anyway. Fp couldn't believe his son was in front him.
"Jug, Betty... I'm so sorry. I'm the worst father. I don't deserve to have you or Jellybean." Jughead could see the pain in his father's eyes and tries not to give in.
"Dad, you need to change for real. And I'm not kidding. I need you to turn yourself around. I'll be there to help you. But If you mess this up again. I won't be there anymore. I have given you so many chances to change. Now, I need you to prove to me you can change." Jughead stated as he felt his father's arms hold him tighter.
Fp nods his head and looks over at Betty. Betty nodded her head and smiled kindly at him. She walked out of the trailer and came back with two suitcases in her hands. He was happier when he saw that she had two suitcases. But he wasn't looking forward to sharing the couch again.
Two Weeks Later, Everything was almost back to normal. Fp and Jughead were getting along again. Betty was getting help with her mental issues. Veronica on the other hand was dealing with her boyfriend's trial. She couldn't believe Archie was going to prison for a crime he didn't commit. She hated her father so much. Cheryl and Toni were living together. And loving it. Fp was still missing Alice. Sadly Alice still didn't get her memory back. It was beginning to worry them if she would ever get her memory back.
Jughead noticed at any mention of Alice, his father's attention was returned. He became more focussed. His dad stopped drinking and was a lot happier to be around. Betty noticed it too. She wasn't blind. She knew about her mother's step out on her father. She found it weird but she would be oddly okay with them being together. Little did Betty know that the two had been accidentally hooking up two weeks ago. Fp hasn't seen Alice since then. He misses her so much. It feels almost weird to wake up without her. They only did two nights together. He had seen her around at Pop's but that was it.
A month later, Fp's phone rings and wake him out of his dead sleep. He rubbed his eyes as he answered the phone. He wasn't expecting to hear what he heard. "Hello?" He says groggily as he rubbed his eyes more.
He then sits up. "Your listed as emergency contact for Alice Smith. She fell at work and was brought in." His heart leaps out his chest. She's hurt. What happened?
He quickly throws on his boots and heads out to his truck. Betty wonders what's going on. She and Jughead follow him to his truck. Nobody said a word. Not even the whole ride.
When they arrive, Betty's eyes water when she spots her mother. What happened to her? She needed to know. She hadn't seen her mother in a month. Her mother doesn't even know she exists. It hurts but she knows it's only temporary. She squeezed Jughead's hand as they wait in the room for her to wake up. Fp feels like he's stuck. He feels like he should've been there. Why did she fall? Is she okay? What was wrong? He had so many questions that weren't getting answered. Jughead can see his father's face and feels bad for him. He knows his father was in love with Alice and hopes that someday. Someday she will get her memory back.
Ten minutes later, Alice opens her eyes and her head hurt so much. The last thing she remembered was falling and hitting her head. Everything else was a blur. "Alice? Can you hear me?" She heard someone say and she blinks her eyes.
"Betty..." Betty hears her name and instantly tears rolled down her cheeks. "Betty don't cry. It's okay. I'm alright." Her mother arms are holding her and she cries. Her mother was okay and remembered her.
Fp stood there Shocked, his eyes were wide and his heart was beating fast. Jughead could hear how fast his heart was beating and smiled at his father. Fp saw his son and instantly calmed down. "Alice, how are you feeling?" Alice looks over at Fp and smiles.
"My head hurts. But, I'm doing good. The Meds that my doctor is giving me. Work like magic." She giggled as she saw them roll their eyes.
"That's good Mrs Smith." Jughead added as he chuckled along.
Fp wants to mention what happened a month ago but he doesn't want to freak her out. Betty didn't know about that. Neither did Jughead. He wanted to keep that a secret until he was ready to tell Alice.
Five minutes later, A knock interrupted his thoughts. They watched as the doctor came back in. Alice sat up in her hospital bed and winced a little. She felt woozy. Betty squeezed her mother's hand and smiled over at her. Alice didn't know why she felt so nervous. She had seen this doctor before. So why was she nervous.
"Ms Smith, I got your results back." She nodded over at the doctor for him to continue. "From what I saw you hit your head during that fire. It caused you to lose your memory."
Alice was trying to remember what happened. "I remember that I was going to grab some red wine and I accidentally knocked into pantry and it smashed. And then, I was cooking and then..." She paused and started crying. "I went upstairs and I guess I forgot the wine bottle was next to stove. I swear I didn't mean to do that." She cried into her daughter's arms.
Betty could see that her mother was breaking down and held her. "Shhh! Mom it's okay. Your alright that's all that matters. I don't care about the house." She explained calmly to her mother as tears rolled down her cheeks.
Alice nodded her head and cried more. "I'm so sorry for being such a horrible mother. Forgetting my own daughter and joining a cult." That news shocked Jughead and Fp. They had no clue.
"It's okay, Mom." Betty said as she rubbed circles into her mother's back.
Betty released her from the hug. She decided that Her mom and Fp needed to talk. Jughead got the signal and they left the room. Betty shot Fp a "good luck" look before closing the door. He was nervous.
He slowly walked over to her bed. Alice could sense that he was nervous and patted her bed down for him to sit. He takes a seat and takes a deep breath. "Al, I'm glad your okay. A month ago, I called you very drunk and the next morning I woke up naked in your motel room." He waits for her to take in the news.
Alice doesn't know whether not to smack or kiss him. He was drinking. Great. And she guessed that she hadn't. "You and I slept together?" She received a small nod and feels her heart rate pick up.
"And then it happened again the next day. I was at the Wyrm. You were flirting with a guy. He took you away and you didn't like it. So, I helped you and then we started drinking. And the next thing I know you're in my shower." She watched him closely and fights whatever she feels. She still loves him but she's scared.
Before they can speak, another knock interrupts. Her and Fp look at the doctor and turn to face him. She secretly reaches for Fp's hand under the blanket. Fp slowly gets out of bed and walks out the room.
"Oh I forgot another thing. Ms Smith you're six weeks pregnant." And another thing she wasn't expecting.
Alice's widened and she looks at the doctor. She's what? How? Well she knew how. But she can't be having another baby. She was in her forties. Her body can't take anymore. She's scared that he'll leave her. What was she going to do? How will Betty react? How will Jughead react? They both are worried to anger their children. They're afraid to let each other be happy. It might be a long road before she could figure out what to do.
With squeezed eyes, Alice slowly swallows the lump down her dry throat. "Excuse me. I'm what?!" She snaps her head at the doctor.
"Six weeks, Ms. Smith." The young male stammers as his face flushes.
Her heart paces and dum dum dum was all she could hear after the young doctor started speaking. She's six weeks pregnant and it was Fp's. He has a wife and she's well—- still married to the Notorious serial killer: The Black Hood.
And she loves him… not a good match at all. Their fucked, all they do is fight and she can't. Now she has no idea what do. She's pregnant! At her age. He's still fucking married for fuck sake and she's a drunk.
Another surprise was thrown when Fp and Jug returned home. His head was still spinning as he pulled up to the trailer. Jughead opens the door and his jaw drops.
And then Fp's jaw drops and his headache comes back. He almost forgot about the one headache that was still tied to his finger.
"I'm back, honey." And that voice haunts his heart, Brain and nervous system.