Chapter 6~ Inprisoned In The Jar Of Green Eyes
"Mom, did you forget it's Saturday? There's no school. I just got home. I may have a had too much to drink and me and Juggie stayed at the Wyrm." Her daughter yelled through the door, she could hear her voice slurring sightly. Fp and Alice looked at each other, mentally cursing. Oh great, this is just great, she cursed underneath her breath. Betty didn't hear her mom's response, she jiggled the door knob and accidentally opening to her worst nightmare. Her mom and Jughead's dad were in bed naked, her mom had a bed sheet wrapped around her. "Mom!" She exclaimed in horror.
Jughead heard Betty's yell and came racing upstairs, getting an eyeful. "Dad! Oh god really!" He exclaimed as he shoved his hands over his eyes covering them from the sight. Fp leaped out of the bed, wrapping himself up in the bed sheet. Alice's face burned in embarrassment as Jughead and Betty tore their eyes away. Shit they forgot to lock her door, she mentally cursed.
"Shit, Jug!" Fp cursed as his face redden. Jughead couldn't believe what he had walked into. He didn't want this to be his reality. Alice on the other hand was trying so hard not to curl up in a ball.
"Guys, I'm so sorry. This wasn't meant to happen." She awkwardly said as she waited for their reactions. Betty was very pissed. Her mom was having an affair with her boyfriend's dad. She was the first to say a word since the awkward encounter.
"How long has this been going on?! And I want to know! First dad now you. God this family is more fucked up then the Kardashians." She expressed, glaring at her mom. Alice knew this was bad. She wasn't aware of the consequences if they were caught.
"Betty, it happened only twice. The first time was after I spoke at your school. I'm sorry, Betty." She apologized, avoiding eye contact. Jughead wasn't getting Impatient that his dad hadn't said a word.
"Dad, what's your explanation for this?" He asked still very uncomfortable. "Oh my god that's why I smelt perfume in our trailer. Oh come on Dad!" He exclaimed contorting his face in disgust. Betty was now furious, digging her nails.
"Are you kidding me! Seriously while we are at school? My god you have your own tricks. I'm about to stay with Dad! I can't be in here anymore!" She seethed as her nails dug deeper into her palms. Alice didn't like her daughter's attitude.
"Oh don't even start with me young lady. You were shacking up with Jughead on the night of the murder!" She snapped getting extremely irritated. She had been clothed for 10 minutes. They walked in 12 minutes ago. Fp's eyes bugged out and then realization hit him, hard in the gut.
"Oh my that's why my couch is broken and I had to buy a new one. Geez, Boy on our couch the one I slept on with you when I let Betty have the bedroom." He voiced as his face cringed and stomach churned. Now Betty and Jughead's faces were red.
"Mom, I'm sorry for the way I acted. But I didn't want to see this. This was the last thing I wanted to see today." Betty apologized, turning to look at her mom. She then turned to Fp. "You really love her don't you? I have seen the way you look at her. I'm not blind, even if your trying to be discreet. I can tell. I just need time before I will be okay with this." She said before walking off. Alice felt the guilt eating up at her.
"Dad, just let me be for awhile. I will be at Archie's when I'm ready to talk." Jughead stated before storming off. Fuck, Fp swore underneath his breath. How the fuck did he end up losing his son once again? Alice felt the same thing. She felt shame as she paced her room.
"Fp, I think maybe you should go." She suggested as she watched him get dress. He felt his heart sink as she told him to go. How did he end up getting hurt again? This was the third time he put himself out there.
"Okay, I will go." He sighed as he kissed her forehead and closed the door behind him.
A few hour later, Betty returns to the house. She was finally be able to calm down. She was still very weird out by the fact it was her mom and Jughead's Dad. But she will learn to face it. Alice sat in her room crying after she asked Fp to leave. Why did she do that? Sometimes she didn't understand herself. Betty was passing through the hall when she heard her mom crying. She opened the door, sitting next to her mom pulling her close.
"Mom, what happened?" She asked trying to understand what even happened after she left. Alice's eyes burn with tears. She didn't want to say it even though she ended up saying it.
"I told him he should go after Jughead told him he will be at Archie's. I didn't want to let him go but I can't ruin his relationship with Jughead. I just couldn't" She cried into her daughter's arms. Betty hated seeing her mom like this.
"I'm sure Jughead just needs to cool down." She says as her mom continued crying.
When Fp got home, he felt the urge to crack open a cold bottle of beer to take away his pain. He was still getting used to the fact his son he shared with Alice was dead. He waited until 9 pm for Jug to come home. He never came.
A week later, Alice sprang out her sleep, rushing to the bathroom, puking her guts out. She still hadn't talked to Fp yet. She wanted to call him so badly. But every time she got the urge to pick up her phone, she quickly loses the courage. Fp was still losing hope. His son still hadn't came home. Why did he have to come to her house? Then he heard his door open, Jughead came in the trailer. He was surprised he saw his son.
"Jug, what did you go? You never came home. A week, Jug." He asked as he stood up, walked over to his son and embraced in a tight squeeze.
"I don't even know. I was leaving after school when someone pepper sprayed me in the eyes and knocked me unconscious. When I woke up, there was a letter written red ink." He explained as he feels the burning of the alcohol stinging him. Fp reached for the letter. "Oh hi Jughead. I heard that you and your father aren't getting along again. How long did it take before he started drinking? It doesn't surprise me he always known how to commit sins. Do you think I would let him off the list?
"Jug... geez he did this to you? " He questioned as anger burned its way through his heart. He looked at the time and he realized there was only half hour left before the deadline.
"Dad, I'm sorry I overreacted about you And Alice. Wait where is she anyway?" Jughead asked looking over at the messy trailer, this time there wasn't liquor bottles. Fp felt a sting from the question. The truth was that him and Alice hadn't spoken to each other in a week.
"We haven't spoken since that day, Jug." He answered feeling the reminder of the pain.
"Oh I had no idea. I'm sorry. Why don't you call her?" Jug suggested, earning his dad's glance.
"I don't know, Jug. I think maybe I was just hoping she would be with me. She doesn't seem to give a damn about me." He said in a bitter tone.
"Come on, Dad. Just pick up the phone and stop being a chicken." Jug pressured, tossing him his phone. Fp sighed as he grabbed the phone and dialed her number. He hadn't spoken to her in a week. What was he suppose to say?
After spending ten minutes puking, her phone rings in the kitchen. She quickly washes and dries her hands, before snatching her phone off the counter. Her hands shook as she realized Fp was the one calling. She swiped her screen, answering the phone.
"Alice, I know we haven't been talking. Jug actually came home today. He actually was the one to tell me to just stop being a chicken and call you." She couldn't help smiling. Jughead had finally forgiving Fp.
"That's good news, Fp. I'm glad he's home now." She expressed as her voice was a little hoarse from throwing up. She could hear a sigh before he became to speak.
"Allie, you feeling alright? You don't sound well. Do you want me to go over?"He stated. She rolled her eyes as she got up to a glass of orange juice.
"Uh no I'm fine. Fp I don't need help. I'm fine!" She snipped, her mouth still hurt.
"Fine, I will be there in 5. Jug's staying with you though." He said before cutting the cord. God he's so frustrating.
Five minutes later, there was knock at her door, she left the kitchen, answering her door almost automatically. Fp and Jughead were holding flowers for Betty. Betty was having a panic attack.
"This is all my fault. He was inspired by my words at the jubilee. I did this. I put everyone in danger. Midge who was innocent died because of me." She cried, turning away from them, tears were streaming down her face. Was she a sinner too? Was she next? Fp couldn't take her doubting herself anymore.
"Betty, look at me!" He snapped softly, grabbing her attention. She turned to look at the older man in front of her. "This wasn't your fault. Do think Clifford had help doing what he did? No, he did it on his own. Betty, this was the Black Hood's doing. He has been calling you to make you think this was all your fault. And don't dare let him make you think you did so." He told her as she collapsed into his arms. She couldn't handle much more of this. The torture was really getting under her skin. The constant mind games, he played with her, making her overthink her actions.
"Fp...thanks for making me feel a little better. It means a lot." She thanked as she hugged him.
The next day, Betty sits at the table in her kitchen, shooting occasional glances toward her father. She couldn't help but have this feeling that the Black Hood was much closer than she thought before. As she eats, a knock on her door stirs her from her father's eyes and at the door. She hated being at the table. She got up from her seat, opening the door to be met with Juggie's bright smile, welcoming her.
"Ready to go?" He asked with a smile. Betty feels his happiness starting to rub off on her. She sticks a fake smile on her face, turning to him.
"Yeah let's go." She says as she waves her mom and dad goodbye.
Alice had been very worried out by Hal stopping by unannounced. She was thankful that she sent Fp home last night. After everything happened last night, she was more aware of her surroundings. Things didn't feel the same as he tried to reach for her hand, she gently pulled it away, earning a curious look from him.
"Alice, why the cold shoulder?" She just swallows her orange juice she was drinking, avoiding his eyes once again. Is he that oblivious? He's the one who fucked Penelope that two cent trollop and now he wants to come back crawling for forgiveness.
"Really Hal come on, you thought that you half-assed flowers? By the way, I'm allergic to was going to fix what you did! You went after you dead cousin's wife! What the hell's wrong with that picture? Tell me, cuz I would really want to know!" She yelled wrathfully, clenching her fists into her palms. She watched as her soon be ex- husband's face contorted in disbelief.
"Alice, I want our family back. After that Chic imposter you let in. I think that's what is the best for us, including Betty for a matter a fact." He calmly negotiated, her eyes weren't feeling his love as he held her hand, it felt unfamiliar, foreign as if it didn't belong.
"Hal, I don't know. First with Polly making her appointment to fix what she had done with Jason. Do you think that I forgot about that? I also can't get over that you sold the register to Hiram Lodge. He's tearing this town apart week by week he has been here. First the drive in, then Pop's, Sunnyside Trailer Park." She watched as he rolled his eyes at Sunnyside. She knew exactly why he scoffed. Fp lived there, her past she recently regained. "Southside High and lastly Our register you sold to him." She snapped glaring at him.
"Who cares Alice?! The southside was always a burden, nobody will miss it. I don't get why your bent out of shape over this silly excuse." Her boiled at the comment. How dare he insult her life? He doesn't even know shit about it.
"Hal, no don't act like that comment wasn't meant to dig at my southside past and self! Of course people care about a prison being built in our backyard. Our children grew up here, we grew up here! Why are you acting like none of this matters?!" She incensed as her eyes narrowed in a deadly stare, she felt like he burned a whole in her heart. He knew exactly how much the southside meant to her.
"Alice, you only care cause you southside ex-lover reptile's still there! It wouldn't surprise me if you would take a bullet for him!" He shouted, she slapped him right across the face, burning sensation struck his cheeks.
"Don't you dare bring him into this! He's just my past. Our daughter's dating his son. We were bound to cross paths. I think you need to leave. Your, no longer welcome here!" She screamed, tears angrily rolling down her cheeks, fists clenched, jaw snagged tight as she threw him outside her house, slamming the door right in his face as she slid against the door, tears rolling down her already soaked cheeks. Why couldn't Fp be here? She wanted him so badly.
Betty took his hand into hers as they walked to school. She didn't understand why didn't they just take his bike instead of walking. She held up her umbrella in her other free hand. Little tiny droplets from the sky as they talk to each other.
"Hey, the silver lining to all this Chic stuff over the last couple weeks is this as bad as it gets, Betty." He says as they walk closer to the school. Betty feels her heart speed up. She knew it was a crazy idea. Her father was the Black Hood. That even sounded bazaar and strange. She feels a weird sensation strike within her. She didn't know what he will think of it. Was she crazy? Oh would he believe her? She honestly didn't know the answer to the impossible question. "Ain't get any worse I'll put it." Her lips felt dry, she didn't know if she was going insane.
"My Dad could be the Black Hood." She confessed feeling her heart rate start to speed up. He kind of laughs it off, unaware she was being serious.
"Yeah, Okay well that would be worse." He stated as he walked farther up to the school. Betty felt stupid for her even opening her mouth.
When she got to school she could only think of one person who could possible understand what it was like. She didn't want to bring her into, but she had no choice. Some may would of called her desperate. Maybe that's what she was. She spotted Cheryl by her locker, she walked over by her. Cheryl looked up from her phone, noticing her cousin's prences in the room. Betty didn't say anything she just quietly dragged her cousin into a room and locked the door behind them. Cheryl started feeling a little anxious waiting patiently for her cousin to answer. She didn't like seeing the expression on Betty's face. It concerned her. Betty finally was able to open her mouth.
"There's no one else I can talk to. No one else who might understand what I'm going through." She stated calmly as she locked the door again just to be sure. Cheryl felt the words boring into her. She hated the way her cousin looked, she was stressed, paranoid someone was listening to them.
"Dear cousin, you look harrowed. What is it?" She asked trying to be sympathetic toward her cousin. She realized in the past Betty had been there for her and now it was her turn. Betty knew the words had to come out now.
"Cheryl, before you saw the video of your dad shooting Jason? Did you know he was the murderer?" She asked knowing it would burn a little. She didn't mean to make Cheryl tense up. Cheryl felt her whole entire body tense up. She hated the words once they left Betty's mouth. Why did she have to bring that up?
"Subconsciously, yes. Why do you ask?" She asked worried for the answer. Betty took a deep breath before explaining.
"I- think there's a chance that my dad that somehow... he might be the Black Hood." She confessed as she let out a huge with of air. She felt like there was a large heavy weight was lifted from her shoulders.
"Oh Betty, I don't know I've seen your peter sneak around thistle house. He has all the stuff that a marshmallow man." She sincerely confessed with a little bit of an attitude. She was still very ticked at him for ruining her life and Betty's.
"Wear for conscious accusation just intuition. Cheryl, I don't want my dad to be a murderer. It would destroy our lives even more but I don't I don't know I can I can feel it in my bones." Betty confessed trying to have Cheryl believe her.
"If you're coming to me for advice? Fine, let's get you to the Popo. Maybe this new sheriff has half a brain." Cheryl tried to convince Betty.
Betty wasn't having that. She couldn't call them. Nor did she really trust anybody else besides Cheryl and her mother. But she couldn't actually flat out say she thinks her dad's the Black Hood. She would look nonsensical. Nobody would believe her. Who was she kidding? It's not like she's actually sane. She's mine as well be locked up in a loony-bin instead. At least there she wouldn't be hassled by the Black Hood's continuous calls.
"No, No not yet. I need to be sure before I invoke anyone else. Also I know it's hard to explain but if my dad is the Black Hood. I need to be the one who confronts him, who stops him." She explained, shaking her head, her eyes feeling shame.
Could she be wrong? Was she just accusing an innocent man? She can't have another svenson mishap again. This town needed her. Cheryl knew her cousin was at her last resort, going through with this plan was dangerous. What if they were wrong? She wasn't really a fan of Hal Cooper. But that didn't mean she wanted him to suffer.
"In that case absorb my hard learned advice, you need concrete proof or confession or both. First up buy yourself sometime will investigate that means pretending everything is normal." She advised strongly, earning Betty's attentions.
"Yeah well luckily that's my speciality." She said sarcastically trying not to roll her eyes. This was rare Cheryl was being nice and comforting. She wished that she was like this most of the time.
"You're playing a very dangerous game, Betty Cooper." Cheryl said softly as she warned. She didn't want Betty to get hurt. Betty was sorta taken back by the statement.
"I don't think he would his own daughter." Betty said earnestly. Cheryl's face changed tersely. She knew that Betty didn't know what it was like to be in this situation. Unfortunately she did. She wished every single day that she could change it.
"And , I never thought my dad would shoot his own son in the forehead, but that's the world we live in. Tread carefully cousin" she warned as she walked away, leaving Betty to herself leaving, thinking about her decision carefully just like Cheryl told her to do so.
Fp sat in his chair, staring at the tv, still desperately wanting to meet the son who was dead. Sadly, he will never be able to. There wouldn't be "Dad, it's so nice to finally meet you." Or "Can you teach me to ride my first motorcycle?" It sucked that he missed everything in the little boy's life. He wondered how Alice was holding up, neither of them really brought up the subject, it mostly stayed under lock and Key. There wasn't a need for their hearts to burn with weakness. There was more important things to deal with. He couldn't stop thinking about the wrath Hiram was causing in this town. It had been a few weeks since, Midge Klump's funeral took place. He felt empathic toward the Klumps, he didn't know what it was like for them, nor did he want to find out. He couldn't imagine his life without Jughead. His son meant to whole wide world to him, so when his life was threatened by Clifford Blossom he couldn't let that happen.
He also knew that no parent should have to bury their son or daughter. Part of him was glad that Jellybean was in Toledo with her mother and instead of suffering in this town with him. That didn't mean he didn't love his daughter or missed her. He missed her beamingly every time his eyes lay onto the old pictures stacked behind his closet. Sometimes he would take the pictures out, laying them on the floor and he would just stare at them for hours as he drank.
In the locker room, Archie and the rest of the Bull Dogs were talking deeply about protecting the town. Reggie wasn't in the best mood still cause the reptiles as he calls the Serpents showed up ruining everything.
"Guys, I got to tell you something, so Midge and I got into a fight backstage, cuz she admitted seeing someone else behind my back who she let it slip that it was a Serpent." Moose informed, looking down at the ground. Reggie's eyes shot up so quickly, Archie thought world war three was about to start. Kevin look startled as he watched the commotion. Why was he even here? He wasn't even a Bulldog. He still was upset that his dad's drinking had escaladed since he was asked to step down.
"What?!" Reggie shouted, kicking his foot hard against the locker. "I knew it! I knew the second they set foot in this school!" He yelled as he continued kicking the lockers as he paced angrily back and forth through the locker room.
"Moose, why didn't you say anything to us or my dad." Kevin butted in feeling a little angered. Moose didn't say anything to him or anyone for the matter.
"I didn't want look like as the jealous boyfriend. Have people think I-" Moose caught himself off, feeling the pain stabbing him in the chest as he thought about Midge. Archie started to come up with an idea.
"We should talk to the new sheriff." He was interrupted by Reggie's loud echo.
"That some Serpent scumbag was doing Midge. We just gotta figure out which one!" Reggie argued, storming out of the locking room. Archie was completely tore by which side he should side with. If he sided with the Bull Dogs? Jughead and the rest of Serpents would have his head. If he sided with The Serpents? His teammates would be furious, mostly Reggie. Honestly Archie didn't care for him. He though he was a totally dick and had Major anger issues.
Most wars were long, painful. There's many types of wars that could be started. One of the wars is started by a conflict, it doesn't matter which or who started the conflict. It always ends by death. Then there's the war between two different sides of the town. People pick sides, feelings get hurt, friendships break and spilt apart. You might tend to stay on the side lines. But they always end up picking sides.
Jughead was having an important meeting with his fellow Serpents about the Ghoulies revenge that was uphead and they will have to be prepared when he was interrupted by the class room door banging forcefully open, grabbing everyone's attention in the room.
"which one of you reptiles was screwing with Midge Klump?!" Jughead turned toward the annoying pest.
"What the hell is going on it's a private meeting." He asked trying to remain calm. Reggie recoiled as he stepped forward.
"I'm guessing it was you, Sweet Pea." He accused, Sweet Pea got up from his seat, walking over to the BullDog and snarled. Archie gets into the fight. He can't stand this fighting. He wishes that the North and The South could actually come together instead of this bickering.
"Reggie, that's enough!" He scolded, giving Reggie an eyeful, he was disappointed in his so called friend/ teammate. Sweet Pea was barely able to keep his rage inside. How dare this mangy come here?
"You ass, I didn't even know Midge. But yeah I get why she wouldn't want fleas from you mangy Bulldogs." He cocked, chuckling to himself. Reggie was angered, appalled by the comment.
Reggie threw the first punch toward Sweet Pea, he responded by doing the same. He felt all his anger being released. First he was accused by some no name BullDog. He knew the transition here was going to be hell for him and the Serpents. All the others started joining on the fight. Jughead and Archie took charge by rounding up their people. This was war. There was no going back.
Betty was waving her mom and dad goodbye as they were leaving the register. After the door shut, she took the bobby pin out of her hair and started investigating the drawers looking for anything possible that was somewhat suspicious or incriminating. She hoped that she was just taking things too far and that none of this was really actually her father. She grabbed the notebook and started laminating it. She calls Cheryl over to the Register. Cheryl was a little scared at first.
"I got into my dad's planner and cross-referenced the dates of every Black hood attack with his schedule and they all line up. Okay? Worked late the night Midge and Moose were attacked. Early meeting the morning Fred was shot. Business trip the night Miss Grundy was killed." Betty explained, pointing out every single detail. They all matched up in the identical way.
"In this chapter Greendale, no doubt. This isn't proof, but this is corroboration." Cheryl stated, just then the phone started ringing. Betty and Cheryl shared a look. Betty goes to answer it, hoping it's not the Black Hood.
"Register?" She said into the phone. The silence was terse." Mrs Cooper, this is dr. curdle from the coroner's office." Dr Curdle said. "How can I help you?" Betty faked her mom. "Warm corpse for you unidentified male, mid- twenties. His body turned up off the highway, just outside town mutilated. Mrs Cooper are you there?" He asked. Betty felt her body turn upside down. Was it Chic's body? She knew that The Black Hood went after him but she didn't know if he made it out. Cheryl noticed her cousin's face pale a bit. She wondered why. "Yes, yes oh I'll come by to see you. Thank you, Dr Curdle." Then the line went died. She turned to Cheryl. Cheryl was still confused. "We have to go the morgue." Cheryl was still very confused. "Why? Another Black Hood victim? " She asked, probably not wanting to know the answer. Betty took a short breath before explaining. " I sent the Black Hood after Chic. I gave Chic a head start and told him to run but maybe he didn't make it." She confessed feeling a little guilty. Cheryl's heart started beating very fast as she heard Betty's confession. Oh there were in deep now.
Jughead was having a meeting with fangs in his trailer. He heard from Reggie about one of his Serpents was hooking up with Midge the night she was brutally murdered at the Play. He still couldn't stop thinking about that day.
"It's really bad Jones. It's really bad." Fangs told him emphasizing the word bad two times.
"So talk to me, Fangs." Jughead encouraged strongly. Fangs took a deep breath. He knew this was bad. He didn't look innocent whatsoever.
"On the opening night of Carrie, when you were backstage filming your documentary and you found me in Midge's dressing room. I wasn't just giving her notes." He explained feeling the guilt radiate off of him.
"You were hooking up." Jughead answered back knowing, he was just thrown a can of worms. "And you didn't tell sheriff Keller. Geez Fangs do you know how guilty this makes you look!" He shouted, Fangs was feeling the resentment.
"I know, I know." He says as he fidgets with his fingers. Jughead huffs out a huge deep breath before asking the dreaded question.
"Did you do it?" Fangs immediately shakes his head. He didn't do it. This was the most fucked up thing he had done. Okay maybe it wasn't. But it was one of them.
"Of course not. You have to believe me, Jones." He pleads, lowering his eyes to the floor, guilt and shame burn within him. Jughead felt dawn to this. How did he get mixed in with all this? Was it just because he was one of them? It wasn't fair what they do to the Serpents. They were just cruel to them.
"I do-" He was caught off by Fangs begging him.
"Can you delete the footage off your camera?" He asks trying to make this situation less tense. Jughead pitched his bridge of his nose knowing that option was no longer an option.
"I already have the footage over to Sheriff Keller as evidence." He confessed, feeling the aftereffects of the news.
"What do I do, Jones?" Fangs asked, biting his lips anxiously and burring his head into his hands.
"Nothing lay low. Serpents got your back. Got your back okay?" Jughead stated, drinking his cup of coffee.
Later the news got out about the video. There wasn't anything they could do. They tried their best to rescue Fangs, but it failed. Reggie and the BullDogs were going from one side and the other was the police and the new Sheriff. They pinned Fangs to the lockers and arrested him. He was thrown in jail.
The next day across town, Cheryl receives a call from Betty. She was in the middle of during her nails, when she saw Betty's name pop up on her iPhone screen. She lifted her phone, feeling the urge Betty had came to her senses. They opened the door to the BSharedB. She looked around and didn't seen anything at first until they spotted something that made things connect.
"Betty? Does your father have an affinity for kiddie lit or this be considered unusual." Cheryl said as she handed her the Nancy Drew book. Betty took the book and instantly felt sick to her stomach. Why did her father have this?
"Cheryl, the Black Hood used this book to write the cipher. The cipher that only I could solve. My dad knew I was obsessed with this book growing up." She explained feeling angered by this. She just wanted to know why her father had this book.
After Jughead got off the phone with Betty. She told him that the Black Hood was shooting up the Townhall. He was told by Mayor Mcoy that there many protesters outside. He gets home notifies his dad and they get on their bikes. When he arrives he has to walk through huge crowds of people yelling free fangs and others yelling die Fangs rot in hell Fangs. He pushes through the doors. The new Sheriff gives him a cocky attitude. He can hear Fangs whimpers. He couldn't help but feel his heart break for the guy. He didn't deserve this.
"What are we going to do man?" He heard Sweet Pea ask him, he feels his own heart hurt for the two men.
"I don't want to die." Fangs cries into a whimper as tears run down his cheeks. Jughead turns arounds, feeling the idea pop into his brain.
"Hey, you not going to. Hey look at me okay." He stated softly, he placed his hands on both sides of Fangs's cheeks. "We stand together. So none of us falls. In Unity there's strength." He chants out the law. Toni, Sweet Pea And Fangs all look at Jughead before joining in.
"In Unity there's strength!" They all chant as they huddle wrapping arms around each other.
The doors pushed open as they guarded Fangs who was in the middle of them as they pushed through the rough raging crowds with torches and pitchforks ready to stab into through the tightly huddled groups of the young Serpents. Toni stood brushing through the crowed holding onto the others as they were shoved through. Fp quickly helped guide them through the rough navigations, he felt as if he was fighting for his own life as they crossed through. Archie had gotten a call from Jughead demanding him that Dark Circle was out to get Fangs. He hated that his group was now led by no other then Reggie Mantle. He got into his car as fast as he could and drove down to the Sheriff station. Riots were about to start breaking out as Fp had to push the intruders away from his members. His mind tried not to wander elsewhere. But he couldn't help but think. What if this was his son who was being targeted at? What would he had done without him? He didn't want to think about that. Reggie was still fired up after hearing that Reptile vixen killer was being released. He took the gun he was lent by Hiram Lodge striking through the crowd effortlessly.
When Archie arrived he saw Reggie standing out in the crowd. It wasn't hard to miss, he was sticking out like a sore thumb. Archie was struggling to get through the crowd, he saw something glisten in the street lights. His eyes widened as he saw the object in his Varsity Jacket. He started running through the mob, his feet dug into the ground feeling the hot pavement burn through his sole of his shoes as he raced to trackle Reggie to the ground. He pushed him to the ground, holding him down with all his possible weight, not crushing him as he was pinned down. SweetPea, Jug, Toni, Fp all jolted back avoiding the commotion. Then bam a gun shot seized the crowd of people. Everyone ducked for cover, Archie and Reggie remained on the ground, staring in disbelief as they saw the bloody bullet hole in Fang's stomach. Fangs felt a white hot flash of burning sensation striking at him, sending him to start wobble in weakness. Fp turned realizing that Fangs had gotten hit, quickly helped him, jughead noticed to help him to the ground as Fangs held his hands to the hole. He felt like he was disappearing without an warning. He also knew that this could of happened either way. It could of been one of them or someone else. Maybe he will be joining Midge very soon. Maybe sooner then he Intisipated. What was the thing they say? Wars always become personal. Well this particular one was about to be the death of The Riverdale they once knew. As their hands got covered with his blood he felt as if he was losing the will to keep his eyes open. Jughead started yelling get help toward Archie and Reggie. They still stood frozen. It wasn't them. Maybe the gun backfired. He wasn't Sure what even happened. Sweet Pea's blood was sizzling as he watched them do nothing. Can't they see that they actually need help. Fights quickly brawled out between the Northside and Southside. There wasn't going back. The Serpents tried to ignore the Northsiders attacks for so long. Now the damage was done. People pick sides, feelings get hurt, friendships break and spilt apart. You might tend to stay on the side lines. But they always end up picking sides. There was no doubt a war in fire for the Northside and Southside.
On the other-side of town, Cheryl was reading a book, when a loud knock broke her concentration from her book, she grumbled as she got up saying "I sear mother if this is one of your gentlemen callers." She groaned to herself. Her mother had moved out or more like she forced her mother got of the house. She opens the door to her worst name nightmare, the Black Hood was standing in her doorway. She starts screaming as loud as she could as she started running as fast she could.