*Betty's POV*
As Betty walked into Pop's she tried to banish all of her doubts and worries. The lipstick, the clothes, the confidence. They were all the things that she'd need to seduce Chuck, and she'd need to do it fast since she was now on the clock with her mother as well.
They'd had a fight earlier when she'd caught Betty putting on Polly's red lipstick.
Polly grew up too fast, I don't want that happening to you. Here, pink perfection, that's more you
The words had been making her angry all the way here, she wasn't perfect and if she had to do this to prove that to everyone, then so be it.
She spotted Chuck, sitting on his own in a booth to the left of her. She swallowed all her emotions and focused on making every aspect of herself as confident and as seductive as possible.
"Hey Chuck. Can I sit?" she asked as she approached him.
Chuck looked at her, confused "Not if you want to talk about Veronica" He asked cautiously.
Chuck went back to his meal so Betty sat down in his booth, to make sure she really had his attention.
"Only insofar as...I've been thinking lately, about how I want to be more like her"
Chuck frowned at her "You want to be a bad girl?"
"Maybe"
"Like your sister Polly was" Chucks smile was evil.
Betty had to fight the urge to freak out. Chuck knew something about what Jason did to Polly, now she had two reasons to make this plan work. So as to not betray the war raging inside her, Betty simply frowned in confusion.
"Oh yeah, Jason told us all about Polly. You know prissy prude by day but freak in the sheets by night, I mean bad girls have more fun right?"
For a moment Betty couldn't find the words to reply to Chuck. It was all too much, too much for poor perfect Betty. So maybe it was time for her to give over to her dark alter ego, maybe she could get the job done. She felt herself slipping away and then like magic, she was filled with confidence again. A cold calculating confidence that was working for a double dose of vengeance.
"Yeah" She said with a bright smile before leaning over the table towards Chuck "Maybe you can show me?"
Chuck swallowed hard "Yes I...I can do that. Um when?"
"Tomorrow night"
"Your place or mine"
"Ethels"
Chucks face formed into a quizzical look. He wasn't stupid then, he could sniff out a trap but not if she laid it on thick.
"Her parents will be out, she'll leave us a key. We're friends and besides, she has a pool and a hot tub"
Betty said the last words in a sultry voice and internally celebrated when Chuck broke out into a smile. The guy was just so full of himself that he was willing to believe anything.
"I'll be there. Definitely"
"Can't wait" She whispered before getting up and leaving.
Phase one of her plan was a success, now she'd have to play a big gamble and hope that everything worked out in her favour. The odds weren't great and the consequences would be even worse but for the first time in her life Betty Cooper felt in control, powerful and that's exactly how she liked it.
*John's POV*
John held Cheryl for a long time before she stopped sobbing but for him, time wasn't an issue. He was exactly where he wanted to be. When Cheryl eventually pulled herself back together, she sat on the hospital bed next to him and vented everything that had been bothering her for the last few weeks. Her brother's runaway scheme, his death, the crumbling relationship between her and her parents and, worst of all to John, the complete absence of any real friends.
"I just feel like I'm all alone. I'm fighting the world and no ones stood beside me, John" She sniffled.
"I'm so sorry Cheryl"
Cheryl chuckled "The worst thing though, is that I did it to myself"
John sighed "Cheryl you couldn't have know that he was going to—"
"I'm not talking about Jason" She interrupted "I'm talking about you. I surround myself with witches and jesters but you? You were the only real friend I had and I pushed you away. You need to know I regret it deeply John, there was--"
"Cheryl" He interrupted, putting a hand on hers "You couldn't turn me away at gun point, I promise"
She turned to look him in the eye but backed out and looked down "No but John you need to know that..."
He lifted her chin, so he could look at her "What?"
Their faces began to inch closer together as Cheryl swallowed and gathered to whisper.
"There was always a part of me that wanted to say yes"
John smiled at her, their lips were almost touching, he'd never been happier. The world was bright and happy and yet that all changed in one sentence.
"Well, this is cosy" said an all too familiar voice
John saw Cheryl's eyes look behind him and gasp. When John turned, he wasn't surprised, he'd never forget that voice.
Malachai was stood in the room with the door closed behind him, grasping a viciously sharp machete. His very presence seemed to suck all of the colour and joy he'd just felt right out of him.
John's very first thought was to save Cheryl but unfortunately, she wasn't about to make it easy for him.
"Who the hell do you think you are" She yelled.
Malachai chuckled "I'm just an old friend, here to finish the job"
Cheryl opened her mouth to speak again but John cut her off.
"Malachai, there's about a hundred potential witnesses in this building. It wouldn't be a smart move"
While he spoke to Malachai, he went about slowly and inconspicuously removing the drip in his arm. Meanwhile Cheryl had stood up and was inching over to the nurse's intercom. Quick as a flash, Malachai moved towards her and held the tip of the machete at her throat.
"Let's not draw any unwanted attention to ourselves ay beautiful? This is between me and your boyfriend"
"Fine by me" John yelled as he pushed off the bed and crashed into Malachai, sending him crashing to the floor with his machete.
If John was to ever describe the fight to anyone, he'd make it sound a lot more heroic. In reality, his efforts did very little against Malachai, who managed to throw his injured body off almost immediately, sending him sprawling onto the floor. He tried desperately to get up but Malachai was quicker and placed a hard kick in his stomach. Pain exploded inside of him and black spots began to blot out his vision. He reached down to his stomach with a hand and felt the sickeningly warm feeling of fresh blood. His wound must've opened, he thought as he scooted pathetically up against the wall.
John saw Malachai stand over him and raise his machete only to spin around as Cheryl charged him, screaming. John wanted to scream at her to run but it was too late, Malachai grabbed her arm, pulled her past him and launched her into the wall. She collapsed unconscious next to John and Malachai chuckled.
"I was expecting this to be a lot harder I'll admit but revenge is revenge"
"The boss won't be happy if you kill me, I'm his property" John gasped.
"That won't be problem mate, Boss's dead and now? Now it's my time to shine. Just imagine it John, a glorious drug empire, the one thing the Deadfall's never touched. After you robbed me of my family, money's the only thing that Riverdale could offer me and once I make my bones with you, I'll take leadership and burn this shithole to the ground"
John stared into Malachai's eyes for the first time since that fateful night at the Mayors house and was terrified at what he saw, there wasn't any of the confidence or the cockiness that John recognised there was only madness. The madness of a man with nothing left to lose.
All of a sudden, the door opened and his Dad walked in
"Hey son, caught Jughead in the lobby and I think he has some questions for—"
Malachai looked at John's father for a moment before smiling at John and bolting for the window, his father tried to catch him but Malachai was too fast. He was out of the window in an instant and as his Dad and Jughead rushed over to the window, John's vision began to blacken and all he could hear was Cheryl's voice, screaming his name.
*Archie's POV*
Honestly Archie had expected that getting out of the house would have been more difficult than getting back in. So, when he found himself creeping in through the back door, the last thing he expected to see was he Father standing by the lightswitch.
"Welcome home Ferris" he announced, his face dark with rage "Sneaking out, breaking curfew, getting into fights"
"Look Dad I can—"
"And now, your brother's been attacked by the mugger that you antagonised, you put yourself and others at risk and I really don't know what to do with you"
"Wait what? What mugger, I've been with the Pussycats helping them with the Taste of Riverdale event"
"The mugger you went crusading after without telling me or the police? The one that shot John and almost shot Josie? The one that came back today and attacked your brother and Cheryl" His father yelled.
"I've been trying to keep watch on John but you've tied me down here and for the record if I hadn't intervened then Josie would be dead!" Archie yelled back
"So now what? She's rewarding you by making you break curfew? Archie this is your punishment, you don't get to decide when it's in effect so you can forget about going anywhere for a very long time, including the Taste of Riverdale"
"That's such crap! This is the first time a song of mine is going to be performed on stage but you don't care about that. You've never been onboard with my music and you refuse to see my side of anything. I'm trying my best here but you? You're not trying at all"
"This is not about my behaviour, this is about your behaviour. We're done here, I need to get back to the hospital, you coming or what?"
"No" Archie said bluntly as he stormed upstairs to his room, he'd done enough for John.
*Veronica's POV*
Veronica flinched as she heard a knock at the pool house's door.
"Betty" she hissed as loudly as she dared "He's here come on, what's taking you so long"
When she got no reply, she cursed and stomped her foot. Looks like it was up to her to kick things off. She took a deep breath before walking over to the door and answering it to a confused Chuck.
"You're not Betty" he said narrowing his eyes.
"Betty and I talked it over, and we decided it's time to stop fighting over Archie and start learning to share" with that she stepped back slowly, allowing him to enter the pool house.
"Nice" Chuck remarked as he looked around.
"isn't it? It gets very, very hot" Veronica slipped her robe off of her shoulders to reveal the swimsuit she wore underneath before stepping into the hot tub "Come on, let's get wet"
Chuck laughed "Shouldn't we wait for Betty to get here first?"
The door behind Veronica opened and Veronica turned her head but what she saw wasn't Betty, at least not the Betty she knew. Some strange entity had stridden into the room, it looked just like Betty Cooper but it wore a black wig and black attire that Veronica had never seen Betty wear before. Her face was blank and expressionless but her gaze was fixed on Chuck.
"Betty couldn't make it, so she sent me instead" she said.
Veronica made a mental note to quiz her about this later but right now, it was clear Betty wasn't at the reigns.
Dark Betty looked at Veronica "Want to help me get our guest a drink while he gets undressed?" she prompted.
Veronica nodded and followed her over to the drinks table they'd set up, while Chuck pulled off his jumper and jeans before stepping into the hot tub.
Veronica watched as Betty began to pour Chuck a drink but instead of taking it over to him she pulled a small pill out of her bra, twisted it and emptied the contents into the glass.
"What is that" asked Veronica nervously.
"Muscle relaxer" Betty replied "Mix it with booze and it lowers your inhibitions. Hello, truth serum"
Veronica withdrew a little, she wasn't sure if she liked where this was going "Maybe we should slow it down a little"
Betty made a face "It's fine, right Chuck?" She said turning to face him "You don't wanna slow down, do you?"
"Oh, I'm too fast to furious baby" Chuck chuckled.
"Good, good boy Chuck" Betty said in a dangerous tone as Chuck drank deeply from the glass, she gave him...
*Fred's POV*
Fred wasn't stupid, he'd seen Jughead smuggle Archie into the Taste of Riverdale event. Of course, given John's confession earlier at the hospital, he supposed it didn't really matter. He didn't deserve to be punished for everything that happened, he'd been protecting his brother. John wasn't to blame either though, everything was just one huge mess and after this event was over, he'd have to try and put his little family back together again.
Fred had lived in Riverdale for a long time but when he walked into the even there was no one else he wanted to talk to other than Hermione. Even though he'd had to turn down her request for a job, he still cared about her. Those feelings didn't just go away.
"Well, well, well, Hermione Lodge" he said as he approached the stall she was running for Pop's.
"Fred Andrews"
"You look like you could use a drink" he offered her one but a customer came over to distract her.
"May I try a blue-cheese slider please" Geraldine Grundy asked Hermione.
"Oh, hey you must be the music teacher at the high school, right?" Fred had a great idea but it would mean Hermione would have to wait.
"yeah"
"Hi, I'm Fred Andrew's, Archie's dad. Can we talk?"
*Alice's POV*
Alice was on the hunt for some chaos, back in the day she'd thrived on it but since getting married, well petty drama has had to cut it for so far. However, the Taste of Riverdale meant that everyone was in one place, which was a rare occurrence in town. This meant she had her pick of interviewees for the Register and enough time to try and sway some parents away from allowing their children to fraternise with Betty, after all she was the last hope for the family after Polly's...unfortunate downfall.
After scanning the event for a while, she smiled as she saw her first target, Penelope Blossom and her wig wearing husband. She was talking with the mayor but that didn't excuse her from making a comment for tomorrow's front page.
"Penelope Blossom, I thought I might run into you" she said slyly as she approached the witch "Would you like to give me a quote regarding the investigation—"
Alice was cut off by Penelope, slapping her hard across the face. She smirked inwardly, it was just like old times.
"How dare you! Alice Cooper" Penelope yelled as Clifford held her back and Hal stepped in-between them "Printing my son's autopsy? He was tortured and shot and thrown in the river like a piece of garbage"
Penelope began to sob as Clifford dragged her away. Hal fussed over her but she pushed him away. She didn't need any sympathy, she'd gotten what she wanted.
Now for her next target, Hermione Lodge, Mob wife turned waitress. Time to hit Pop's taster stand.
"Hermione Lodge" she said with fake kindness and an even faker smile "Park avenue princess to cater waiter? How the times change"
Alice gulped down a sample of strawberry milkshake as Hermione smiled.
"Ah Alice Cooper, no longer lactose intolerant I see?"
"How's Veronica" She asked, fighting back an evil smile "Oh you don't even know do you? The things that they're saying about your daughter at school"
Hermione didn't look incredibly shocked at Alice's foul play, but then they had always been far too similar to surprise each other, even now they were older.
"What things"
"Slut-shaming, that's what they call it when sluts get shamed"
Finally, Alice got the reaction she wanted, now she was worried and if her own mother was worried then that meant all Alice's warnings to Betty were well founded.
"You know you really should watch a girl like Veronica, they so easily get out of control" Alice yelled after Hermione as she walked away to phone her daughter.
*Geraldine's POV*
The Pussycat's song had become a welcome distraction from the awkward conversation that she was having with Archie's father. It was so bizarre, he must know about her and Archie yet every time she thought he was going to accuse her, he just asked about menial things like how her job was going or whether she'd settled into Riverdale yet. Honestly, she kind of wished he'd just say what he needed to say since the anticipation was far worse.
"You know I've heard a lot about you. Archie says your great" Fred began.
Great here it comes, she thought. If she denied it right up until the last minute then he might lose his nerve and give up. No parent wants to believe that their kid's fucking a teacher, maybe he'd choose ignorance.
"That's very sweet" she replied cautiously.
"I need you to tell me the truth about something" he said, turning to look at her.
Fuck, here it comes.
"I know my son has passion for music. Does he have any talent?"
Wait, what?
Fred's face went red as he tried to explain himself, it was cute that he cared so much about how he painted his son, even when Archie wasn't around. This was a father who really cared and now instead of lying to him maybe she could put his mind at ease and do some good.
"I wanna be supportive but as a parent it's...difficult to watch your kid chase a dream, they may never catch when real life is passing them by"
She smiled "Mr Andrews. Archie? He has talent. Unquestionably. I won't lie he is coming to it late and there's a whole world of competition out there"
Fred nodded his head "Will he be able to make a living out of it?"
"It would be a shame if he didn't at least try"
Fred smiled "You know I've gotta ask you, what made you take such an interest in my son?"
Geraldine tried not to freeze up at the implications of the question, she had no reason to believe that he knew. In fact, whether he did or not may hang upon how she answered his question.
"Because...Archie's a special kid" she said with as much enthusiasm as she could muster, like she was at parents evening trying the make the best out of a bad report.
As she was answering Fred's questions, Geraldine realised something. She realised how much she really did love Archie, right down to his righteous sense of justice. She'd pushed him away but if he ever came back well, it would be a shame if she didn't at least try...
*Jughead's POV*
Smuggling Archie out of his house was easily the easiest favour he'd ever been asked to do and now they were hiding on the viewing deck of the hall that the Taste of Riverdale event was being hosted in.
"Are you sure it was really worth sneaking out for some locally sourced Muenster?" he asked Archie, who was next to him and completely fixated on the Pussycat's performance.
"I helped write that song man" Archie replied "I had to see it on stage"
Jughead smiled "Not bad, I'd love to stay but I gotta shake down an evil Adventure Scout. See you"
Jughead left Archie to his song and snuck back out of the hall and into the stairwell where Dilton had agreed to meet him.
As Jughead approached him, it became clear that Dilton was in a state of unrest, probably because he already knew what Jughead was going to say.
"Hello Dilton" he called to him "I talked to one of your scouts, I know you fired the gun. Which makes you both a liar and a public menace"
Dilton straightened a little "So what if I did. I was doing the Adventure Scouts a favour. Somebody had to teach them how to stand their ground, the way this town is going"
Jughead shook his head "Save it for your statement, which you can make to Sheriff Keller or to me. I'd suggest the latter, Blue and Gold offices tomorrow"
Jughead walked away, leaving him with the dilemma of what to do next. Hopefully, he made the right choice and hopefully he would offer more than just a tied up loose end...
*Chuck's POV*
When Chuck woke up, his head felt fuzzy and he didn't know where he was. All he knew that he was sat, neck deep in water and it was hot. He tried to get up only to find that his arms had been handcuffed to two silver handles. The hot tub!
The memories began to rush back to him as he remembered where he was. He was at Ethels with Betty and Veronica. He strained his wrist against the handcuffs and winced at how tight they were. If this was their kink then it had gone far enough.
"Start recording" said a voice from above him.
"What's going on, it's really hot in this tub" he groaned, craning his neck up so that he could see the figure of Betty Cooper, standing over him.
"And getting hotter by the minute" Betty replied bluntly "Time to squeal pig. Tell the truth about what happened between you and Veronica"
Chuck laughed. If they thought they could break him with some hot bathwater then they had another thing coming.
"We had a good time. She had a good time" Chuck said placatingly.
"THE TRUTH CHUCK" Betty yelled "Or so help me, I will boil you alive"
Chuck didn't know if it was just his head, or the heat but Betty didn't sound like she was joking and the water was getting hotter by the second. Just how crazy were these bitches?
"What!? We...We made out"
"And then" Betty prompted.
"And then I took her home and I didn't give her a sticky maple" he admitted desperately, the temperature was now becoming unbearable and the steam was making it hard to breathe.
"That is all you had to say you ass and know everyone will know" Veronica said from the other side of the tub. Through the steam Chuck could see that she had her phones camera pointed right at him. Well shit, it wasn't his worst secret but it was out and of course, it wouldn't matter that they'd almost boiled him to death in the video, only that he lied about a date. Nevertheless, if it got him out of this tub and away from the psycho sisters then he really wasn't that bothered.
Suddenly Betty's foot pressed hard on his head, forcing him further into the water.
"Woah hey" he yelled up at her.
"Do you like shaming people Chuck? Do you like de-humanising them? Prissy prude by day, freak in the sheets by night that's what you said right?
"No stop" he yelled as his mouth went under the water.
"Apologise!" Betty yelled "Say you're sorry!"
"OKAY" Chuck yelled back as she let him up a bit "Okay I'm sorry, Jesus"
Betty lifted her foot off his head "Good Job pig, now time for your reward. A sticky maple of your own"
Chuck looked up and saw her holding a big bottle of maple syrup over him. After everything that had just happened, he had no idea what kind of fucked up plan she had but he sure as hell wanted nothing more than to be away from her.
"What do you want?" he said slowly.
"Apologise for ruining Polly" Betty said forcefully.
Chuck looked over to Veronica for help but she was too busy staring with the same shock that he was.
"What the hell do you mean?"
"DO IT JASON" she shouted as she poured the syrup onto his face. The sticky, viscous liquid landed on his eyes, nose and mouth, stopping him from seeing and making it even harder to catch a breath.
"Oh my god, what the fuck are you on" he spat defiantly.
"Say your sorry for destroying me, apologise for what you did to me"
"I'm not Jason, you're crazy"
From across the tub he heard Veronica yell
"Betty that's enough, stop it, it's over. We won, you did it"
"You are fucking crazy, you're crazy as hell" Chuck yelled as he tried desperately to open his eyes.
He had no idea what kind of thing had taken over Betty Cooper but rest assured when the time was right, he'd have his revenge and it would be apocalyptic.
*Archie's POV*
When Archie left the house there were a number of things he expected to see. Riverdale was a town that moved like clockwork and his neighbourhood was no different. Every morning he'd see the same kid out on his paper round, he'd see Hal Cooper watering his flowers and of course he'd see his Dad's truck polished and ready for the day. What he didn't expect to see was his Dad fitting panels of foam onto the garage walls.
"Dad?" he called as he walked over to him "What's going on?"
"Well by means of apology, I am soundproofing the garage. After John told me the truth about what happened at the Mayors house that night, I figured I owed you one"
Archie grinned widely "Dad this is awesome. Thank you!"
"I uh also met your music teacher last night, Miss Grundy? Oh, they did not look like that in my day son"
Archie began to panic, this didn't have the hallmarks of anything good.
"What uh...what did you guys talk about"
"You"
Crap.
His Dad walked over to him.
"She believes in you Archie and so do I"
He looked at his dad and for the first time in weeks, walked over and embraced him, making a mental note to thank John later. He'd been a bigger man than Archie had given him credit for.
*Veronica's POV*
"Quite the expose" Veronica admitted as she held up the latest edition of the Blue and Gold to Betty in the hallway "Whenever did you find the time to write it?"
Betty rubbed her eyes sleepily "I stayed up all night, couldn't sleep after last night's events"
"Betty, you came through for me like no one ever has before but... can we talk about what happened?"
Betty narrowed her eyes in confusion "What do you mean?"
"The wig and everything. How far were you gonna take it?" she asked incredulously
"Chuck deserved it" Betty countered.
"You called him Jason"
Betty frowned and shook her head "No, I didn't do that"
She turned and began to walk away but Veronica followed her.
"Yeah girl, you did. You called yourself Polly. It was like Dr Jekyll, Mistress Hyde. You became another person!"
Betty sighed "Okay I remember saying that he should apologize for Polly but not because I thought he was Jason"
Veronica narrowed her eyes "Why then?"
How could she deny this? She'd been there, had she really lost control that much?
Betty slammed her locker shut and turned on her "Because I'm sick of guys like Chuck and Jason doing horrible things to girls like me, you and Polly, okay?"
Betty took off again and watched her leave. On the one hand she was thankful for everything that had happened, in the end it had gotten the desirable result. On the other she was scared of whatever it was that was living inside of her best friend. How often would it make an appearance and how much control did it really have over the nice girl? One thing was certain in her mind though, whatever happened Veronica would be there for her because now they were sisters in arms and nothing could ever break that bond...
*John's POV*
"You know when I asked her to watch you, I didn't imagine that this would happen" Archie's voice jolted John awake. He looked around the room, Archie was stood at the foot of his bed but that wasn't the only strange thing, there were two pairs of legs on the bed. He looked to his left to see Cheryl Blossom sleeping next to him and smiled. She hadn't left him since the attack, she was still wearing the same clothes and had a small bruise on her forehead where she'd hit the wall but Cheryl Blossom was still the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.
"shh I can scarcely believe it myself" he whispered "What can I do for you bro?"
Archie sat on a chair on his side of the bed and scooted it closer to him "It's more what you did for me, telling Dad the truth was a brave move, man"
"Well I couldn't let you take the fall for Malachai coming back, not after everything you'd done already"
Archie's face turned serious "Do you think he'll be back again?"
John groaned and stretched his arms out "He'll always be back I suspect, until he's finished the job. That's why I've made a decision, a tough decision on a big opportunity. I'm going back to the Ghoulies"
"What!?" Archie yelled.
"Shhh" John hissed, checking quickly on Cheryl "I know it sounds crazy but Malachai told me the Boss is dead"
"Great, that means your free and you can go back to normal"
"No, if Malachai takes charge of the gang he'll make it worse than it already was with his vision for a drugs empire and he'll come after me relentlessly with everything he's got. That's why I'm going to contest his leadership, I have as much popularity in the gang as he does and if I can wrestle control from him then I can use the Ghoulies as a force for good in Riverdale"
"John you'd be going back into the lion's den just to save a gang from debauchery when it's already pretty fucked. Just think about how dangerous this is, you barely survived him twice let alone a third time" Archie hissed incredulously.
"I'm the only one who'll stand in his way after what he did to me. I did a lot of bad things in that gang now it's my chance to do something good. It's my time for retribution and I'm not going to waste it. He can strike me down again and again but until me and all of you are safe, I'll be the thorn in his side and I'll never, ever leave. If he wants a fight, I'll gladly give him one"
*Narrator*
Good and Evil, light and dark. Betty and Veronica, John and Malachai. Each of them, one side of a Janus coin. John had pledged himself to fighting against the potential reign of Malachai and so while he sat recovering in his hospital bed with Cheryl, he made calls and requested favours in a focused attempt to establish his contention for leadership.
Meanwhile after Betty's article went viral, Weatherbee needed a sacrificial lamb, he needed to make an example of someone. So, after Hermione Lodge negotiated a lesser sentence for the two avenging angels, Coach Clayton to save his job and the schools reputation was forced to cut Chuck and his goons from the football squad. An action which would have devastating consequences in the near future but one thing was certain, Betty and Veronica, now B and V had been forged. They'd walked through the fire and survived. They'd passed the ultimate test, a test that was still to come for poor young Archie Andrews.
After the heart to heart with his father and the terrifying concept of his brother's leadership bid, he once again found himself seeking comfort with his forbidden love. It didn't matter how hard they tried to push each other away because in the end they always found themselves restoking the fire of their risky relationship. The joining of Geraldine Grundy and Archie Andrews seemed unavoidable or at least that's what it seemed until Dilton Doiley arrived at the Blue and Gold offices to make his statement the following day.
In order to save his own hide, Dilton had been willing to part with some information that he thought would be useful to Betty and Jughead in their investigation of Jason Blossoms death. What he didn't know was that he would be uncovering a secret that, if revealed would incur terrible consequences. Nevertheless, in exchange for silence over the gunshot, he told them that he saw Miss Grundy's car by Sweetwater River on July the fourth. As Jughead listened to the confession he tried to think of anyway that he could protect his pal Archie and his secret relationship but Dilton Doiley had just opened Pandora's Box and now there was nothing he, or anyone else could do to save him...
AUTHORS NOTE:
Hey readers,
it's currently 6:30am here in Leicester at the time of writing this so I'm afraid my editing may be a lot worse than usual on this. I appreciate you being patient with me and reading to the end but I'm also very thankful that you've been patient during my brief hiatus from updating this story. I'm also experiencing bouts of what can only be described as insomnia (Hence my being up at this hour) so I've just been feeling very tired and unmotivated lately but the release of yesterday's episode of Riverdale inspired me to finish off this part and get it uploaded so you have Netflix to thank.
As for this chapter how did you like it? I really enjoyed writing the scenes between Cheryl and John for this part and the return of Malachai was certainly an idea I had last minute to spice things up. I'll tell you what I didn't enjoy though, writing B and V's scene with Chuck because it was just a very sort of awkward sexy moment and I've never really written anything like that plus it was hard to describe anything because my knowledge of women's uh 'Swimwear' is saddening.
As usual thank you so much for reading and please comment with any questions or grammatical mistakes that annoy the living hell out of you. As usual I'm open to adding peoples character's to the story if you give me a description of them and a brief rundown of their history. Please don't forget to leave a favourite and I'll see you all at the end of Chapter Four.
Terrah!!