Chapter 18- Everyone Has Secrets
Alice had woken as she heard chatter. But something just didn't seem right. The way people were talking, was alarming to her. Saying things like we need to kill her. What kind of Cult was this? She didn't think they killed people in cults. What had she gotten herself into? And then she heard a familiar voice break her thoughts. "Edgar thanks for giving her the ice cream. It really helps with our plot." They tried to poison her and her baby. She was very glad she was warned and was able to call home. "You're welcome, Boss." He was working for them. Oh crap! She was screwed, she mentally cried to herself.
Polly had something very important to do. She was going to get revenge on her mother and sister for ruining her life. And she knew exactly how. "Hello Mother." She watched as her mother cringed as ripped the tape off her mouth. "Polly..." She breathed. Watching her mother's tears fall was satisfying.
Alice felt the tape that was over her mouth get torn off her lips. She wanted to cry so much. It hurt more then she ever imagined. And when she saw her oldest daughter standing in front of her with an evil grin, her heart sped up and her feet felt numb. "Hello Mother." Her oldest mocked in a chilling tone. Why was her daughter doing this to her? What did she do? "Polly..." She breathed out as tears coated her cheeks and she grinned even more. Alice felt sick to her stomach. She thought her daughter loved her. "Why are you doing this? I'm your mother?!" She started crying as she looked up to see the cold green eyes. She had to become her father. But why? She was just this happy child.
Icy green eyes, heart shaped face and slim body moved closer into her space. "Well, Mother a lot of things have changed. First of all, You sent to The Sisters Of Quiet Mercy. And second of all, you left me for you're new perfect family." She was baffled. What was Polly talking about? "And yes I know about your affair with Fp Jones. You slept with they guy who cleaned up Jason. How could you?!" She screamed as she snarled her teeth. Alice was shaking vigorously as she backed into a hay bail and fell backawards trying to stand up.
"Polly... I never meant to hurt you." She spoke softly trying not to attack her daughter. Polly scoffed not believing a word she sputtered out. "Bullshit! And you know it!" She cut her mother off spitting harsh words in her direction. "You never loved me enough! You always were like Elizabeth this Elizabeth that! I never got your undivided attention! Not even after Jason was murdered! You left me! And Dad was always right." She got even closer to her mother's face. "You're jusy some... southside scum who got knocked up by your southside scum of a boyfriend! Who you later continued to fuck for whatever brainless decision in your mind!" She taunted as a few more tears rolled down her mother's cheeks. Alice couldn't believe such awful words exited her daughter's mouth. She thought she raised her better than that.
"Polly, I thought I- I raised you better than that." She gasped in utter shock. She wanted to go home. Why did she listen? It was a trap and she knew it. And willing walked in to the trap. Betty's probably hates her.
Polly stood up eying her like meat on a stick and smiled. "No, mother, I guess you didn't." Then she watched as a camera appeared in front of her with her daughter smiling sickly in torment. "Any last words before you end up with all the other the Black Hood Victims?" She knew it was going to be the last words. She was scared. Will they ever find her? She nodded her head and then the camera started rolling into focus.
Betty was typing on her laptop in Fp's dining room while he made them Mac Cheese in the kitchen. She had an oral report for her history class due next Thursday. As her fingers pressed the keys, her laptop dinged telling her she got an email. She dragged the mouse to her inbox, sliding her two fingers across the keypad and tapping the email. A video popped up on her screen, her curiosity took the best of her and she tapped the keyboard one more time to unveil the mystery delivery. Jughead was in the same room on his laptop as well. He was writing his book about Hiram Lodge and the Black Hood. He was in deep detail when he heard gasps and turned his attention to Betty. Betty was staring at the screen mortified on what she just saw. Fp was in the kitchen serving the Mac and Cheese into three separate bowls. With his steady hands he took the hot streamy bowls over to the two frazzled teens staring at Betty's laptop.
It didn't sink in until he dropped one of the bowls onto the carpet and felt his heart shatter at the sight. He saw with his own very eyes his love of his life being taunted, standing with a bruised cheek in front of the camera. Alice was in danger. He missed all the signs. He felt so stupid. He should have known. Then a voice screamed in his ears. "So Alice, what would you like to tell them before you end up like the others?" What others? Who was this psycho? He wanted to murder who ever was on this despicable, diabolical and mastermind of this plan. He watched as her lips quivered as she bit her lip nervously. "I -I would like to tell whoever is watching this. No matter if it isn't someone who knows me or if it's someone who has no clue I exist. I love you so much. Betty, I'm so sorry. I didn't know I was going to die before it was too late. I just want you to know how much I will love and miss you. If you never find me? I need you to take care of someone very special to me. Jughead, I know I wasn't very close to you. I just want you to know that I cared very much about you. And I was devastated when I found out what happened also that night. Take care of Betty for me. And lastly, Fp, I'm so sorry how I left things. You didn't deserve to be left like that. I allowed you an explanation. Polly tricked me. She's dangerous. Please no no don't Polly please don't hurt you're mother!" He watched her saying her goodbye his eyes burned so much but he didn't release the tears. Polly Cooper was the responsible for hurting her. He should have known that Polly had Cooper genes in her.
Betty couldn't believe her own big sister adducted her mother and was going to kill her. This was all her fault. Her mom was in danger because of her. What was up with The Coopers? Why did all the Coopers and Blossoms have a murder gene? It dumbfounded her to the point she couldn't think anymore without getting a massive migraine. Then she watched as her sister appeared on the screen. Her green eyes mocked her as she laughed evilly, throwing her mother back onto the chair. Her mother was ducked taped, hands chained to the chair and she could see her mother's blood shot, puffy eyes burning into her heart. She was filled with so much anger and rage you wouldn't believe. "Betty, I sent this to you. And only you. So if you got my message. You have been warned. One little mistake and I will slit her throat just like her dream she had." Betty froze. Her mother had the same nightmare. " You have forty-eight hours to figure about this riddle and save mom. If you fail? Say bye bye to mommy." She cackled evilly as the screen went pitch black.
Jughead quickly wrapped his arms around her. He couldn't believe what he just saw too. He had no words. His mind was fried. He couldn't think. He looked over to this father, who was still sobbing into his hands. He knew how devastated his father truly was. It broke his heart to pieces not being able to take away the pain. He never wanted to hurt a women as much as he wanted to do now. Carving Penny's Serpent off was a mistake and he knew that. He seemed like he was making a lot of mistakes lately.
The clock had already was set. There was no turning back. Cheryl had been helping Betty with the best of her ability. In the back of Cheryl's mind she knew Betty was under a lot of extensive pressure. It didn't help that yet again another crazy Cooper slash Blossom went on a killing adventure. She hated her bloodline more then anything in the world. She wished she wasn't a Blossom. She wished she could have a normal life. She wished that Jason was still alive. She missed her twin like too death. Some days she wondered if it been easier if she never texted Veronica that day at the River. But then she couldn't have ever bonded with her new favorite cousin. It would be all different. Nothing would be the same. Everything would be different. Her and Toni wouldn't have gotten together. Yes she would be Jason. But would it be worth it. Causing more pain for the already pained town. Archie tried his best to figure out the Riddle. But he wasn't that smart, so it didn't really make anything easier. Fred had to make sure, Fp didn't start drinking recklessly again. He didn't want Fp to lose everything he just got back. He knew how much pain Fp was in. He couldn't imagine if anything happened to Mary or Hermonie. Even though he wasn't married to Mary anymore. Didn't mean he stopped worrying or caring about her wellbeing.
In the rectangular box barn, Alice kicked and screamed as loud as could. She watched as the timer clock in front of her switched to 36 hours. She had been there for two days. She hoped Fp or someone realized what was really going on.
A hard slam shook the barn violently, pails, Hay bails, rusty old water troughs and shovels plummeted from three feet above where she was held captive. She hadn't eaten in two days. She knew it was very extremely risky. It could force her to have a miscarriage or the baby to be stillborn. Polly and Edgar watched her like a hawk trying to capture their prey. Standing in front of her was no other than Polly Cooper, the girl she used to know. Her face was perplexed and hard cold eyes staring at her like she a used band aid. "If I have to come in here again, you will regret!" She screamed, slapping her across the face. The harsh whip to the face was enough to make more tears trickle down her reddened cheek. "Po—" She was cut off again by another whip to her cheek. "No! You don't get to Polly me! You lost that chance! Only..." She slowly glazed her cheek with her frozen touch. "36 hours to go..." She mocked as she slammed the barn door again.
Alice couldn't stop the falling tears. She felt used and abused. How could her own flesh and blood turn on her? She was bamboozled on that heart-wrenching thought. Her mind kept repeating the tortuous words. 36 hours... 36 hours to go... would she make it? She didn't even know if she was going to make it to the next horrid hour let alone thirty-six hours. She was mentally preparing for her death. She already had said her goodbyes. What was left to do? She could find another way to break her loose from her death. She could make it easier for everyone. It only took three seconds to use her sharpened nails to saw through the cheap rope. She scoffed lightly to herself. Amateurs, she mentally scoffed again as she ripped the rope off and slowly stepped off the muddy trough. Her feet felt numb as she wobbled over to hidden place where she kept her phone. She slowly got down to her bruised knees. She held in her whimper as her knee hit the dirt. She slowly reached into the hole hoping a mouse or rodent wouldn't bite her. She took her shake hand, pressing buttons on the flip phone. She luckily knew how to still use it. She wasn't from this decade where everyone had a mobile.
Thirty-six hours, Thirty-six hours kept repeating in Fp's head as he worked his shift at Pop's. It had been Two Days since he got anything. He went to Keller to see if he knew anything. Keller hadn't heard anything. He told him he was working his as s off to find Alice and he wasn't going to have her end up dead like all his other missfailed attempts. He wanted to believe Tom, he really did want to believe his old friend could help him. But parts of him still felt unconvinced after all the failures. He also knew Tom Keller's actions came from the heart and soul. He wanted to trust him but he didn't know if he could fully after he was wrongfully arrested. And yes he did falsely confess, but it was only to protect his son from harm.
He was wiping down tables when he saw His son and Betty came through the doors. He could tell Betty was in deep thought as she stared down at the menu. He walked over to their table to take their orders. When he got there, Betty was sniffling into his son's chest. He gently tapped on her shoulder, stirring her away from her thoughts and looked up to him, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. "What can I get for you two?" Betty opened her mouth but no words came out. "Betty, are you okay?" She slowly shook her head. "We will find her. I promise." He could tell she was uneasy on the subject.
Something quickly took his eyes away from the teens and over the door. He spotted Tom heading towards his direction. "Fp Jones." He greetedly formally as he shook his hand and he returned the gesture back. "Tom, what can I do for you?" He slowly took hand back and placed on his hip. "Just coffee." He noted as he looked over to the table Betty and Jughead were sitted at. "How she's doing?" Fp looked up from the cup of coffee he was pouring and sighed. "Not good, Tom. She woke up screaming her head off again about the same recurring nightmare she had about Alice dying." Tom could hear the pain in the older man's voice. He looked up from his coffee and placed a hand on Fp's shoulder. "I'm trying my best, Fp. I really am. Ask Kevin. I spend my nights at my desk until I crash from exhaustion." Tom explained trying to reassure him.
Again he wanted to believe it. But his heart was too far damaged to handle more false hope. "Dad." A voice called. He looked up to see his son hovering over him looking sad eyed. "Yes son?" Jughead had been briefly was able to hear a few things before he approached his father. "I'm going to take Betty back home. She's exhausted." Fp looked over at the table his son was sitting at and nodded his head. "Okay see you after my shift." He saw his son nodding his head. "Jug?" His son turned around with his hand on Betty's torso keeping her from falling over. "Yeah Dad?" Jughead said curiously. Fp leaned his hands on the counter. " I'm going to bring some Chinese's home. Do you want any?" His son just nodded his head and mouthed " thank you".
He sighed with a sad smile as his son disappeared from his view and he heard his son's distinctive motorcycle humming away from the parking lot and down the road. He looked back in front of him. He saw the dreary look on his former friend's face. "Fp? Are you mad at me? Because I can tell you aren't happy with my pretense." He sighed as he poured him more coffee. "I'm fine." He earned another look in his direction. "Are you sure?" He bit the inside of his cheek trying not to slam his fist down. "I said I'm fine." He gritted his teeth, keeping a calm tone but filled with rage. "Fp—" he cut him off by raising his hand up to stop him. "I said I'm fucking fine!" He finally snapped, causing people to turn around.
It was long before he heard someone from behind him. "Fp!" He turned around and saw Pop looking at him with a judgmental expression. "I'm sorry, Pop. I—" His Boss raises his hand and signaled him over to the back. He knew exactly what was going to happen. He obeyed reluctantly as he lowered his head and shoulders as he started walking. He looked over his shoulder. "I'm sorry." He told Tom before closing the back door. But not before he got a response back. "It's okay." And then the door closed blocking his view.
He followed the directions by sitting in the chair in front of the desk, where Pop was sitting with an patient expression on his face. "Fp—" But then Fp cut him off. "I understand if I'm fired. Yelling at a customer was uncalled for and I completely understand the circumstances." Then he heard chuckling in front of him. "Fire you?"Pop laughed. Fp, I get what your going through and I know your under a lot of stress. Why would I fire you? That wouldn't be very ethical in my opinion. But that can't happen again. You understand." He nodded his head. "I'm going to give you the rest off today off. It looks like you could use a break." He nodded his head before standing up. "Thanks, Pop." He thanked before heading to his truck and hopped in.
It was five pm, When he finally reached his trailer door. In his hands was a steamy bag of rice and general tos chicken. He had picked up on his way from not before stopping at his old hangout spot with Alice. He hadn't been their since the day he went her wedding a year after senior year. In his mind that was the most painful day in his wife. Watching her marry someone else. And it even made it worse that years the man she married tried killing her.
He opened the door, slowly taken in the familiar scents into his nostrils. He could still smell a hint of her expensive perfume still lingering behind. He closed his eyes for a second before reopening them as he set the take out on the table. Jughead has heard the door open as he came out of his room. Betty was laying on his bed passed out from lack of sleep. It had been a long day for him and her as well. He knew his father was supposed to come home at 10 instead of 5. He wondered what happened but didn't bother asking once he saw the look on his father's face. He carefully took the container out of the paper bag and placed some rice onto his paper plate; since they had run out of clean dishes and none of them felt like cleaning.
Betty had woke up but this time not to screaming. She hadn't been sleeping. She was glad it was summer. But so far her summer vacation had been the worst. First her father turned out to be the Black Hood, then, Jughead almost died. And lastly her mother was taken to god knows where and was held by her own older sister. Sometimes she just wished the pills would have worked. She smelt a good scent coming from the living room. She slowly arched her arms up and cracked her neck. When she arrived, she spotted Fp zonked out on the couch with a beverage on the coffee table. She rolled her eyes in dispair at that evil vice. He had promised her that he wouldn't drink and he was breaking his promise. She reached over to grab the vice and poured it down the drain. She hoped he wouldn't too angry. She sighed as she grabbed herself some food and ate in displeasure. Her stomach churned at the thought of eating. Nobody else knew that she hadn't eaten since she got that email. She was good at hiding her issues and problems from people.
Well clock work, she heard a knock at the door. She groaned silently as she lightly raced to the door. When she opens the doors, her eyes fill with delight. Veronica, Cheryl and Toni were holding particular vices in their arms. She stepped outside on the porch smiling as she took the vices into her arms and walked over to the dusty old bench swing. She took one little swig of the vodka.
"Easy there, Tiger." Veronica gently warned as she took the bottle and took a swig herself before handing it off to Toni. Toni gracefully took the bottle from Veronica, taking a swig before shaking her head from the rush. "Thanks guys I needed that." Betty said numbly as she grabbed the bottle and took a huge gulp down her throat. The burning caused her to cough. Veronica sighed as she watched as the bottle was half gone. "How about a little fun." She stated as she pulled some jingle jangle from her purse and holding up the baggie. Toni wasn't sure if this was a good idea. Jingle jangle was a highly addictive drug. Betty giggled and took one out of the ziplock baggie. "Fuck it." She chanted quietly not to wake the sleepy people in the trailer.
She ripped open the pouch, pouring the substance into her mouth before blowing it out like smoke. Oh no, Veronica muttered underneath her breath. This wasn't a good idea. Not at all. She started zipping up the bag and trying to reach for the bottle. "B, I think you had enough tonight." She tried to reach but Betty had taking it back. "No, I haven't, V." She chuckled as she took another long guzzle. This time Cheryl stepped in. She knew what Betty was doing. "Cousin, hey look at me." But Betty rolled her eyes and refused. "No!" She shouted as she got up trying to walk away.
Then the Tralier door slammed open, "what the hell is going on here?!" They looked up to see Jughead standing wide mouthed, eyes glisten in surprise. Jughead looked over the premise and glancing at the little straw in his girlfriend's hand and the bottle in her left. His gaze was thrown back at V, Cheryl and Toni who were sitting on the ground looking at their feet in embarrassment. "Jingle Jangle! Really?!" His voice got dangerously low. Veronica started to get up and walked over to Jughead who looked like he was going to blow his lid. "I didn't think she would take all of it, Jug. I swear. We were just trying to help." He stated at them in disbelief. "Help? Help?! Veronica! She could die if we don't get her stomach pumped right now!" His voice was starting to turn raw. Veronica started to feel her eye get wet. "I didn't mean—" she started to stutter as her tears fell to her cheeks.
"Come on, Jug. I'm fine. It's not like my mother cares." Jughead knew that was a lie. Her mother would care a lot. "Betty—" She stopped him by putting her finger to his lips to silence him. "No. She's dead. And it's my fault!" She started screaming on top of her lungs, flailing her arms violently. Veronica, Cheryl and Toni stared beyond disbelief. "Betty." Cheryl tried to get her to calm down before she woke up the whole tralier Park. But it was no use, lights came flickering on across the park. "No! I killed her! Polly took her away! And now she's gone! I killed her! It's all my fault!" She shouted louder. "Betty that's not true! We will find her!" Jughead shouted back.
But Betty didn't believe him. She knew it was too late. "How would you know?! You don't even care! All you cared about was your damn book! You never cared about me or my life!" Jughead stared at his girlfriend. Of course he cared. He cared so much. "Betty, you know that's not true! I care about you so much!" She shook her head as she grabbed the bottle and chucked it across the lawn. "Bullshit! I did so much for the Serpents and you never appreciated my help! Never Jughead! You tried to save your family by taking you away from me!" She was breaking down now. "You almost died! You left me without even thinking who you would hurt! And your dad!" She pointed at the trailer. "He was sobbing! Sobbing when he found you! And you didn't care! You were going to leave me me! How could You do that to me?!" She was screaming as she knew more empty bottles.
Jughead didn't know his almost dying affected her so much. He thought she was okay and she had forgiven him. "Betty!" She didn't look at him. "Betts, I never thought I was hurting you and I'm sorry if I made the impression I didn't care! Because I did!" He screamed until he heard a bellow that scared him.
"What the fucking hell is going on here?!" He turned to see his father standing in front of the door. Fp was woken by screaming and something being thrown at his tralier. He thought made the Ghoulies came back for revenge. When he opened the door, he saw his son screaming, Betty crying by the garbage can and Cheryl, Toni and Veronica standing in fear after he yelled. "Dad." His son lowered his tone. "Why is there Jingle Jangle on my propriety? Boy you know my thoughts on drugs!" He raised his voice again.
"Daddy!" Betty squeezed out as she raced to him in a drunk wobble. He sighed as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Betty? Why are you drinking?" His voice turned softer. Betty shook her head in surprise. "I- i— I'm sorry!" She cried as she buried her head into his chest, muffling her sobs. He pulled her closer and rubbed her back. "Shhh, it's okay." He said softly as he could feel the guilty sobs grow louder and less muffled. "I'm not going to yell at you. It was a mistake and a mistake that won't be made again." Her sobs grew softer.
He soon realized that she had fallen asleep. He slowly got off the ground with the help of his son and her three friends. He opened the bedroom door, gently laid her on the bed, covering her with blankets and kissing her forehead softly. "Thanks Fp." She mumbles softly in a whisper as he turned off the lamp beside where she was snoring soundly. "No problem, Betty. Get some sleep. It's going to be a long morning." He whispers as he shuts the door behind him, leaning head against the back and sighs.
He turns to the living room where Veronica, Cheryl and Toni were lying on the floor all sleeping soundly. He groans softly as he pulls out his phone, sending a quick brief text to Hermonie before he laid his head on the arm of the couch. He was quite disappointed with the four teens. But he didn't really want to yell right now. He slowly flipped on his side, closing his eyes before drifting to hopeful slumber at least he hoped.
Now there was only twenty-four hours left. The clock was starting to tick very quickly. Alice hoped that somone got her urgent message she left at the Sheriff's office. She heard locks being unlocked, she quickly redid the rope and put on as the barn door opened, Revealing Polly and her helper. "Morning mother. You have twenty-three hours until poof you're gone." She smiled as she knelt down by her. She flinched as her daughter's hand guided up her leg and landed on her abdomen. "Oh and well this little one here." She said gesturing to her growing stomach. "Will be removed in three hours." Nudging her head toward the needle filled with some substance in Edgar's hand.
She felt her throat dry as She looked the pointy needle. They were going to give her abortion. She couldn't believe they would do such a thing. "Polly, you're a mother why would you do this? This is so cruel and inhuman." She laughed at her mother. "Well mother, here's the thing. My babies mean the world to me. Juniper and Dagwood will be safe. And don't even think of taking them. You won't be alive to even try." She felt Polly grab her chin with her palm. "But killing my baby is okay!" She shrieked. "Yes not be quiet before three hours turns to now with just this needle will be your baby and ruin any chance if you do survive Of having another!" She threatened as the barn door slammed shut and locked. She wanted to die. When she knew the coast was clear, she threw the chains off her and rammed her hands into the hole, grabbing the flip phone and dialed Tom's cell.
Tom was enjoying his morning cup at pop's when his phone rang. He first that his work cell was ringing but when he looked it wasn't on. Then it rang again. But this time it was his cell. He picked it up not even looking at the area code. "Hello?" He whispered into the phone as he took a sip of his coffee. "Tom? Is this you?" The call sounded urgent and rushed. "Hold on. I can't quite hear you. Can you repeat please?" He stated slowly so they could hear him.
Fp had came in for an early shift at pop's when across the diner he heard Tom answer his cell phone ring. He looked up to see what was going on. "Hold on. I can't quite hear you. Can you repeat please?" Something seemed very unusually about the way the call sounded.
The curiosity in him took over and he started to hurry over to see what was going on. When he was close enough he could hear the frantic voice squeaking in the background. "Tom, I need help. This is Alice. Hello are you there? Please answer me!" Tom looked over at Fp. "Hold Alice." He could see the worry on his face. What was going on?
"Please help me. I'm in some town called Sundale. My oldest Polly Cooper, she took me here and she's trying to kill me. She sent Betty a email with a video. Was me tied to a chair. Polly threatened me! She's going to kill my baby in three hours. She wants to kill my baby, Tom! Please help me!" Fp heard Alice screaming in hysterics. Many things were running through his brain. He didn't know what she meant by kill the baby. But he sure wasn't in hell he was going to let that happen.
"Alice calm down! I need you to calm down for me. Can you do that for me?" Tom said softly as he tracked the location the call was coming from with his locater app on his work cell.
Alice took slow deep breaths as she was instructed to do. She didn't feel much calmer but it was enough for her to make a coherent sentence. "Yes I can." She breathed out.
"Okay first we need you to stay on the line. I found where you are. You're only a few towns away. Just stay calm. I'm going to hand my phone to Fp. Okay?" His tone was much calmer then hers.
"Okay." She responded as she looked around the dark barn to make sure she wasn't caught. "Alice." A voice broke through her thoughts as she felt her eyes burn with tears.
Fp held the phone to his ear, hoping she would make a sound back. "Fp." He heard her choke out as his own eyes his burned with tears. He was starting to feel weak. "Oh Alice. I'm so sorry. I should have known." His voice was in cries. He could barely breathe.
"Fp, it wasn't your fault. I was the one who was dumb enough to go." Alice cried before she started choking on her own tears. "Your not dumb. You were just blinded by you're love for her." Fp's voice broke her sobs.
"I have to go." Fp started shouting into the phone. "Alice! No! No! Stay on the phone!" But she was already gone.
Fp threw up his arms in defeat. He felt like his heart was ran over by thousands of monster trucks going miles and miles over the speed limit. Did Polly find her? He had so many answers. But he wished they were going to be answered. He felt a tap on his shoulder and he turned to see Betty, Jughead staring at me. "We are going to get Alice." He heard his son say before he helped into Tom's squad.
The drive was restless for everyone in squad. Jughead smiled at how fast they were going. He had never gone this fast in his life. Not even on his bike. He occasionally looked back behind him to see if his dad was still doing okay. Betty was staring at the floor. She couldn't stop thinking about the gun she had secretly stashed in her purse. If she knew her sister? She knew that her sister would fight to the death. She had to get the twins out of her care. There was no doubt in her mind. She had texted Toni, Cheryl and Veronica about what she wa about to do. They of course told her it wasn't worth it. Let Keller held it. But in the back of her mind. She could still hear the kill chatter of her father telling her she never will escape the darkness. Was that true? She wanted to make sure that her Cooper side never got the best of her.
As the Keller pulled a stop. She slowly put her feet on the mushy grass. It most of recently rained here. Because back in Riverdale it was sunny and hot. Here it was just muggy and rainy. Jughead slowly pulled her close to me. He wasn't going to let anything happen to her. He saw the sign that was in his dream. Was he foreshadowing things? He was so blown away, he couldn't even think.
"Well, well, sweet sister has arrived. This is going to be fun." Polly cackled as she held the syringe in her right hand. Betty's blood was boiling as she clenched her fists. "Oh, Polly. I can't believe you of all people would want to hurt me more." Her voice was burning with hatred. Fp wanted to step in front of Betty but she halted and turned toward him with a glare. He threw his hands up in defeat.
Polly smirked when she saw Fp. She had something just in mind. She grabbed her remote and turned on the screen. A image showed up on the barn wall. "Well here we have, Fp Jones. The adulter." Her tone was flat and slow wrath. She wasn't going to let him not suffer. Fp looked up at the screen in horror. Alice was lying in the barn with someone hovering over her. His throat went dry, his stomach plummeted. He was so angry that he could kill someone.
"Polly, leave him alone." Betty defended. Polly eyed toward the barn. "Not so fast, Sister. I have something for you to watch." Betty slowly took in the image. It was footage from last night. "H-ow did you get this?!" She stammered in disbelief. "I have my ways." She sent Betty a grin. "Let mom go!" She screamed as she lunged at her.
Betty tackled Polly to the ground, pinning her arms to the ground. "Let her go! Polly please!" She pleased as her eyes blurred with tears. Polly had one final trick up her sleeve. "No!" She laughed as she pressed her remote and then there was explosion.
In disruptive instant, Betty's, Jughead's and Fp's world came crumbling down. All they saw was smoke and ash falling from the barn. Orange angry flames broke out into one enormous fire torch. Tom couldn't believe what he just witnessed. He gently got Betty off her ex-sister and handcuffed Polly. Fp felt like he was being smothered by the smoke. His love of his life was in that barn. And now the barn was in flames and she was gone. Everything started flowing into slow motion. He didn't hear Betty's screams or the sirens wailing away. His head was stuck in his memories. Her face was still clear in his memory. Every single thing he could ever think of was now playing in his mind. His future was gone. It Perished when the bomb went off. He fell to his knees, his throat was burning from the smoke he was inhaling.
Betty felt the ground shake violently and then the perviously blue sky was covered in layers and layers of heavy grayish black smolder of smoke. Betty's heart was poisoned with the feeling of being alone. Her mother was gone. She failed to save her. She saved her once. And then failed the second time. Her best friend ever was gone. She could feel arms wrapping around her waist, shielding her from the harsh after effects of the loss of a mother. She wanted to scream. Throwing things. End her life. She wished it was her in there and not her mom. "Mom!" She screamed. But no response. "No! No"!" She wailed as she ran toward the burning barn.
Jughead didn't even know how to feel. He had considered Alice as his mother. And now to have that ripped away from him felt like a sharp unbearable pain in his heart and soul. Watching the final layer of the structure collapse brought him to hysterics. Then something caught his eyes, his girlfriend was running toward the burning ash pit. He threw himself into protective boyfriend mode. Fp pulled himself together to finally see what was going on. He launched up from his knees and ran toward his son and his now adopted daughter. "Betty! Don't !" He yelled as he ran and ran.
Betty heard the shouts but didn't care. She missed her mother so much. It killed her inside to not have her. She knew her mother was smart. Maybe she got out. At least she hoped. When the fire was close to her. She could feel the harshness burning hot. She stepped a few feet back. "Mom!" She yelled again. Then She got a glimpse. Someone with honey blonde hair was walking toward her. "Mom!" She screamed. The person had the same features as her mother. She hoped that her mind wasn't playing tricks on her. "Mom! Is that you?!" She squeezed in as she stepped closer. She could still hear the shouts getting closer.
"Betty?! " The Blonde yelled as she came racing toward her. Betty's heart was racing. She kept mumbling to herself. "Please be real. Please be real." Betty squeezed her eyes shut and reopened them. "Oh my god! Elizabeth!" Her mom was standing right in front of her. Her eyes were reddened, her cheek was bruised. "Oh my god! mom!" She cried as she threw herself into her mother's arms.
Fp stared in disbelief. Alice was alive. Unharmed, well sorta. "Al-ice." He choked out as his eyes welled up with tears as he picked her up and spun her around. He was unbelievably happy she was alright. Alice was caught off guard when she was lifted in the air and spun around. "Oh my god, Fp! I missed you so much!" She sputtered ouf as her eyes ached. He just started sobbing into her arms as she rubbed his back in circles. "Shhh, it's okay. I'm alive." She soothed as she felt him tighten his grip.
They were all filled with emotions. It had a long Forty-eight hours without each other. Betty took comfort in Jughead's arms as they were taken to the hospital. The doctors just wanted to check how much smoke they'd inhaled from the fire. Alice had to explain to personnel that they burned all her clothes she was wearing and made her wear heavy gowns. They gave her a hospital gown that didn't flatter her waist at all. She wasn't pleased at first but she was grateful she was able to get out of that hellhole torture chamber.