Chapter 11- Save Drama For The Courtroom

Hands shook as the gavel banged, Jughead held Betty's hand as they waited for court meeting and the judge. On the left of them were Toni, Cheryl and next to them were Sweet Pea and Fangs. The room felt tense and pained at the same time.

FP sat next to Fred and Hermione, Tom and Sierra were the right of them. Fred's hand imprinted on the chair arm. Hermione made sure that Hiram knew what side she was one. Veronica was right to her mother. She noticed the causal glances to FP Jones by her mother. She wasn't sure what was going on there but wasn't he married.

"All stand." The judge stated as he stood up and swore in Archie and Bullock's lawyer.

Archie was up front, his palms sweating like crazy as he listened to the lawyer ridiculing him. He wasn't a killer. He never would hurt a fly and this lawyer was just nasty fly; he wished he could slap away.

"I call Archie Andrews to the stand." Fred watches his son walk about to the stand and takes a seat.

The Bullock's Attorney starts drilling him with questions and Fred has to keep his mouth from snapping open. Archie's jaw clenched painfully as the Lawyer pointed out every flaw about him. He's always felt insecure about his ability to hurt someone. He remembers the time he almost shot the Black hood or the guy he thought was the Black hood. He really was going to kill him and he thought about killing Cassidy but he never worked up the nerve.

FP sat next to his son. He watched as the gavel was banged and his breath hitched. It was over. They had— won. Veronica found incriminating proof that the Shadow lake boys were played to confess.

"We the Jury believe that Archie Andrews is not guilty of Murder in the First degree." Archie sighed in relief as the handcuffs were hooked around Hiram's wrist.

By the next Morning, " Hiram Lodge is Guilty," was printed in bold black letters on the front page of The Riverdale Register. Everyone knew that Hiram Lodge framed Archie for his own selfish-minded reasons. But there was one thing that hadn't changed. And everyone feared that it would be the end of Riverdale.

A few hours later, the paper had a new headline. "Alice still missing." FP stared at his empty coffee cup with a blank look. His love of his life was still nowhere to be found. Betty still snuck into his son's bedroom. Jellybean rolled her eyes at her father.

"Dad?" He still didn't move." Dad?!" She shouted again. This time he moved an inch from the coffee cup. "You love Alice don't you."

FP's eyes instantly lift up, takes a second to swallow his pride and look at his little girl. "What? No,no." She just scoffs." Yeah right, Dad. Your eyes are constantly staring at that paper." She hisses as she snatches the paper from her father's hands.

"No." He rushes out as he walks away. Jellybean rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath. She wasn't blind and she was twelve not Six. She knew that her mother betrayed him and that his love for the blonde on the missing poster was much deeper than he would ever admit outloud.

"Edgar, I already told you no." Alice fought her nails from tearing his eyes out. She didn't know how many times she would have to say the words"No" to that brainless man.

Edgar rolls his eyes." Why? It's my child!" He roars, causing Alice to cover her belly with her hands.

She feels worthless and idiot for leaving Riverdale. She has no clue where she is. She lied about Edgar being the baby's father and now she has to be stuck with this lie.

"You're not the father!" She snapped and then felt a harsh whip to her cheek.

"You bitch!" He slapped her again. "Who's the father?!" He snarls with his face dangerously close to hers.

She swallows the lump down her throat as tears spill from her eyes. Her cheeks throb in pain as he keeps slapping her until she finally reveals the answer.

"FP." Her voice was small, weak and broken.

The next thing she knew everything was dark, cold and she felt worthless. Her face had bitten the dirt and her tears turned ashen. "That man you slept with when you lost your memory." She refuses to look at him. She just too broken for his looks.

"Funny you thought you caused the fire." She instantly looks his way and finds his smug smirk.

He started the fire, he almost killed her, and FP! She's never been so furious in her life. He tricked her, made her lose her whole family. And made her leave FP behind.

"W-What?" She stammers as she tries to scoot away. His eyes were deadly and she fought the ashen tears.

Edgar laughs," Oh Alice, You were so easy to convince, So broken and gullible." He licks his lips.

Tears flood her eyes and her hands protect her belly. She was stuck and she feared for her life. Not only hers. FP's and her baby. She can't lose another baby. "My drinking?" She questions.

"All me." He adds with a heavy grin," I set the scene to make you look like a drunk. You weren't drinking. You were under my spell. And you will forever be, my dear." She feels queasy.

"And Polly?"

"Polly she's also under my spell."

Alice grabs a rock and chucked it at his head." You monster! You fucking monster! You ruined my life! My daughter hates me and thought I was a drunk!"

Edgar chuckles," And it all worked according to mine and Hiram's plan." Great, that bastard too.

A dark rage crossed over the Blonde's eyes. She tossed a bolider sized rock at his head and took off running. She didn't care. She needed to get her and Polly home. No matter what it took. She was going to save Polly and for her baby's sake.