school-cooperatives

How I see you.

(The many ways Jughead Jones sees Betty Cooper.)
*****

“What does that even mean?” Archie huffed, scratching the top of his head in unconcealed frustration.

“It’s a hyperbole Arch, its kind of like an exaggerated statement. It’s a joke. See, look how it’s written here.” Betty pointed a finger to a sentence in Archie’s literature textbook, her long blonde hair falling over her shoulder as she helped her redheaded best friend understand his homework.

Jughead stared openly at the scene in front of him, she was just so.. warm. No matter what Betty Cooper did it was always in the most gentle and assuring way possible, Archie had been asking the same question for the past ten minutes and while Jughead wanted to throttle him Betty was as patient as a saint. She was all reassuring words and soft encouragements, it really was something to see.

“I can’t do it! I’ll just fail, it doesn’t even matter.” Archie threw his pencil on the cafeteria table angrily.

Betty shook her head
“You can do it, don’t you dare give up on me Andrews. You’re incredibly smart, you think coach Clayton would just let you give up in the middle of a game? I don’t think so. So you pick up that pencil and you finish this study guide.” There was a fierce determination in her eyes that couldn’t be argued, with a sigh Archie picked up his pencil and continued writing.

Glancing up through long lashes, Betty grinned at Jughead, her dimples poking through as she continued her tutoring, clapping her hands when Archie finally finished and declaring Milkshakes were on her after school.

Betty Cooper was the very definition of warmth.
****

She was spinning in circles outside of his trailer, tiny pink polished toes barefoot on the dying grass, her hair stuck to her back as rain pelted from the clouds.

“Come on Juggie! We haven’t done this since we were little. Where’s your sense of adventure!” She shouted over the thunder, her arms open wide as her eyes shone with mischief.

Jughead tried desperately to keep the grin off of his face as he leaned against the doorway

“I’d rather not catch a cold, you’re insane! It’s practically a hurricane! Get inside.” He called for her.

“It’s just a little sun shower! I get it, you’re chicken! Aw poor little juggie afraid of a little rain!” Betty put her hands under her arms and began making clucking sounds, splashing through puddles while she taunted Jughead.

He rolled his eyes playfully before shrugging his denim jacket off and running after the drenched blonde, gripping her by the waist and swinging her around as she squealed and clutched the hands holding her.

“Who’s chicken now?” He whispered against her ear, reveling in the way she shivered at the sound of his voice.

Whipping around Betty brought her lips dangerously close to Jugheads causing the dark haired boy to gasp sharply, her breath mingled with his and she whispered back

“Still you.”

She shoved him back and he tumbled into a particularly large puddle, staring up at her with shocked eyes as she giggled and slowly backed away, the rain was slowing down now as he stood and marched towards her.

“See.” She beamed “just a sun shower.” She pulled him towards the truck giggling.

Betty Cooper was the very definition of sunshine.

*****

“Go! Just go! Get out of here!”
Betty dug her fingernails into the side of her head, cradling her face as she rocked back and forth. Jughead was standing in front of her, moving slowly to the blonde crouched in the corner of her bedroom

“Bets.. baby, It’s okay. I’m right here.” He tried to steady his voice, but he had never seen her like this before, she was shaking like a leaf and the heavy tears were dripping down her cheeks.

“I don’t want you to see me like this, I don’t want you… you can’t see my darkness. Please..” she whimpered, shoving her hand out to stop him, his eyes instantly fell to the dark scarlet drops of blood falling from her palms. Fuck it.

He ran to her then, picking her up and dropping her onto his lap, his arms coming around her and wrapping her up as he whispered in her ear as she sobbed openly, clutching his shirt in her cut up palms.

“It’s okay, I’ve got you, I’m right here.” He pressed his lips to the crown of her head, inhaling the strawberry and cream of her shampoo.

“My mom..my dad.. I just…” she choked out.

He shushed her softly, rubbing circles into her back.

“I know, I know.” He held her until she fell asleep and even after that, they stayed wrapped up in each other’s arms.

She was damaged and broken and lovely but Betty Cooper was the very definition of Perfectly imperfect.
****

“I’ve got the last box!” Betty held up the medium sized cardboard box and wiggled excitedly.
“Were officially moved in! Our first home!” She dropped the box on the carpeted floor and stood in front of Jughead her hands on her hips as he smirked at her.

“Casa Cooper-Jones. it’s kind of a dump but..” he trailed off, rubbing his neck nervously.

Betty approached him then, her slender arms coming around his neck

“It’s perfect and it’s all ours, our very own trailer.” She smiled up at him, happiness and love shining through her eyes.

They had bought out one of the trailers on the Southside. Both of the twenty year olds had decided to stay in Riverdale, with Polly being a single mother and Jugheads father getting out of prison soon it was almost impossible to leave their families. Jughead had been the one to bring up the subject and of course his beautiful girlfriend had been nothing but understanding claiming Riverdale community college had a great education program, Jughead was in the process of getting his first novel published So working from home really wasn’t a problem for him.

“I’m going to buy you a big house one day Betty Cooper, I’m going to give you everything you’ve ever dreamed of.”

Betty pressed a soft kiss to his lips and smiled dazed

“You already have.” She whispered.

Betty Cooper was the very definition of his angel.
****

The familiar melody of a 1950s love song played through the speakers in the reception hall, Betty was tucked against Jugheads body, his arms squeezing her waist, fingers toying with the soft white lace on her hips. She hummed into his neck, his nose running up her bare neck, exposed by the ornate updo.

“Have I told you how beautiful you look Mrs.Jones” he mumbled into her soft skin.

Betty giggled
“Only about a hundred times Mr.Jones”

“Well I’m going to tell you every single day until the day we die, you’re my wife now, I think I’ve earned that.” He pulled back and spun her out.

Betty spun back into his arms and laughed
“I can live with that.”

Betty Cooper was his wife.

twin andrews part 7 | jughead x reader

Originally posted by aestheticsprouse

part 6:https://writing-in-riverdale.tumblr.com/post/159528549924/twin-andrews-part-6-jughead-x-reader

warning!: the readers story line is thickening and it can be triggering as mentions of self harm, depression and suicide will be laced within these next few parts so i wanted to let you know so you’re reading at your own risk. im here for additional support if you need it my nugs.

a/n: ive decided to write this along with the episodes so apologies in advance for the timeline partially being messed with!! the next few parts will be longer as im trying to squeeze two episodes into each in order to catch up with the latest episodes!! i hope you enjoy this part as much as i do💜

and a special shout out to @natalieroseg for always sending me a message after i post a new part and constantly showering me with love and admiration for this series. readers like you that always give me feedback are why i love writing so much!! don’t be shy my loves leave me a question or some feedback in my ask box🌈🌈

“i can’t believe dad grounded me” i mumble to my brother as i adjust his tie.

“sorry about that” he apologies looking down to me as I finish up stepping back and taking in my brothers funeral attire, i tried to convince him to wear a suit jacket but he insisted that he wore his letterman jacket

“it’s fine arch, im not mad at you” i turn to face the mirror straightening out my black dress.

today was the day of jason blossoms funeral and the blossoms took it apon themselves to invite the entire town, maybe hoping jasons murderer would reveal them selves by attending.

there was no way i wanted to go, it was being held in the blossoms thorn hill mansion and just the look of that place gives me the creeps and thats not even talking about the people who vacate it

i never wanted to take a step in thorn hill every again after the party and the incident with jason. not that i was alone everyone hated going to thorn hill, it was straight up creepy

but i knew that if i didn’t go then it’d give the blossoms a reason to begin a revenge plot, already dropping murder charges on me, simply because if you don’t show up to one of these events when your invited it’s pretty damn shady.

i slip on my shoes and fix up the final bits of my hair and makeup when the door bell chimes downstairs. my brother moves off my bed and down the steps to answering whomever was at the door

i stand in front of the mirror staring blankly at my reflection barley recognising myself anymore.

“i look like a bloody sack of potatoes" i moan as my brother enters back into my room.

“not from where im standing you don't” i spin around catching myself off guard at the new voice

i come face to face with jughead, in a freaking suit. i have to stop myself from drooling as my knees feel like they’re about to give way. he looked adorable and extremely hot at the same time, if that’s even possible

“i-um where’s arch?” he shrugs “he let me in and then disappeared think he said something about going to the school to grab something”

i nod facing the mirror again watching as jughead she eyes drop checking me out “thanks by the way- even if you are lying it’s still nice of you” i mumble fiddling with the ends of my hair.

“it’s s'okay, i wasn’t lying- you look” he pauses shoving his hands into his pockets slightly revealing the suspenders hiding behind his suit jacket. god you had a weakness for his suspenders.

“you look beautiful” he talks to the ground before looking back up to you a smile playing on his lips.

you walk over to the boy playing with his tie, his hot breathe tickling your neck “you don’t look to bad yourself jones” i tease

he places his hands softly on my waist “it was the best i could do” he confesses pressing his forehead against my own. you sigh and bring your hands up to cup his cheeks.

“it’s more than enough” i lean forward and connect our lips in a soft sweet kiss pulling back and placing a quick peck to his cheek “c'mon let’s go we can’t be late”

we begin our journey over to thorn hill making sure to detach our joint hands as we neared the gates, he sighed at the action looking to me then back to the ground

“i-” he stops,sighing once more. like he’s trying to find the words to explain to me why he did it.

i stop, sliding my hand up his arm pulling him toward me “jug it’s fine okay?” i reassure glancing into his eyes.

“i was just worried. that well, you’ll be upset if i didn’t want to tell anyone about this” he looks down guilty refusing to make eye contact.

“we- we don’t know what this is yet okay? it’s okay i know. let’s just keep it between us?”

relief fills his features “im sorry (y/n)” i shake my head stepping closer to him “jughead jones i promise you im okay, im a big girl” he chuckles softly glancing up into my eyes.

“i know i just don’t want to hurt you” he admits “then don’t” i state simply pressing my lips against his own briefly before walking away from the boy and through the iron gates.

“god i hate this place” i mutter walking toward the enterance where I spot penelope and hermione talking to each other.

i approach the raven haired lady as she pulls away from the blossom woman “lodge” i call out catching her attention as she opens her arms pulling me into a warm embrace.

“hello (y/n) sweetie! and to you to jughead, you both look great” i smile blushing “thank you hermione, we better get inside everyone’s waiting for us” she smiles biding us farewell as the two of us enter the house of horrors

i spot betty and the others sitting toward the back of the room grabbing jughead arms to guide him “hey!” i whisper sitting next to veronica & kevin, leaving jughead to sit next to betty.

“how’d it go last night?” i ask veronica as i give a small smile to the boy next to me searching the room for my red headed brother.

“yeah it was um interesting to say the least” she inhales sharply fixing her necklace before setting herself forward as the crowd settles into their seats the service about to commence

i finally spot my brother moving toward the blossom woman jason’s football jersey in hand, i narrow my eyes as they endure a short conversation before he hands over the article of clothing and sits down directly in front of me

“what was that all about?” i mumble leaning forward and he just shakes his head “ill fill you in later yeah?” you roll your eyes leaning back into your seat as the music begins

“and may the odds be ever in your favour” i mumble

“why didn’t you tell me you were offered captain?” i nag my brother as we slide into our usual lunch spot, jughead giving me a soft smile as i sit down next to him

“look it doesn’t really matter-i want to focus on music and i gave it up to reggie anyways”

“really?! the coach gave extra praise to the kid that calls himself mantle the magnificent, jeez talk about fuelling a mans ego” i push my food around my plate not feeling particularly hungry.

“so are you going to try out for the variety show?” he takes a sip from his water bottle placing it back down “well i kinda blew that”

i furrow my eyebrows as kevin, ronnie & betty join us the blonde sitting down next to me “we need to talk” she turns to me eyes wide.

i tune out of my brother conversation and give my full attention to the blonde “what’s up?” i pop a piece of watermelon in my mouth as she speaks

“y'know how jughead and i went to sleuth after the funeral” i nod continuing with my fruit “we ran into cheryl’s great grandma- super horrifying but anyways polly was engaged to jason”

my eyes almost pop out of my head “what?!” i almost shout, narrowing my eyes at the blonde girl. “that’s insane betty”

“yo sis did you hear that?” i turn from my bestfriend to my red headed twin “huh?” jughead chuckles at my daze and i nudge him with my elbow earning a yelp from the jones boy.

“veronica is going to sing with my at the show, are you going to come?” i nod “yeah, dad wants me to come” a smile beams from his face, excitement evident.

the bell rings signalling the end of lunch causing me to refrain from smashing my head against the lunch table “you okay?” the brunette boy asks me leaning forward in his seat as the others gather their stuff.

i sling my bag on grabbing my lunch tray “yeah, just thinking” i sigh beginning to walk to english with the two sleuths

“did betty tell you she has a date tonight?” jughead teases the blonde as we head outside the school.

“um elizabeth cooper when were you going to tell me this” i exclaim grabbing the girls arm as the brunette laughs at the two of us

“it’s not a date!” she defends “you literally said ‘it’s a date’” the boy retorts a lazy smile hanging from his lips “who’s it with?!” eagerness coursing through me

“just trev, he was friends with jason and i wanted to see if we could get more information that’s all it is- we’re going to pops tonight” she finishes scuffing her feet as we exit the school.

“im working tonight!” i exclaim and she rolls her eyes adjusting her backpack “so i can really see if this is a date” i snicker smiling sinisterly at the blonde girl

“ive gotta go i guess ill see you later” she whines walking away from the two of us “see you later” i call after her turning to jughead a shy smile on his face

“what?” i chuckle bringing my lip between my teeth “nothing” he replies back smug a smile still beaming from his face.

i blush, turning away from the boy “you’re such a dork” he nods to himself

“ive got shift so ill see you later-” i talk fast nervous, my sight darting around the courtyard watching kids exit the school, rushing home

“mind if i walk with you?” i shake my head starting to walk away the brunette hot on my heels reaching for my hand as we hear the diner and grow further and further from school

i smile down at our joined hands feeling my cheeks heat up"

“everything okay?” he teases causing me to blush even more “oh shush” i giggle pushing through the diner door greeted by hermione and pop.

they glance at our joined hands and we spring away from each other, jughead scratching the back of his neck, embarrassment consuming the both of us.

“hey kids” hermione says sweetly a knowing smile on her features

“im going to change” i announce walking away from the three slipping into the ladies room to change into my uniform, reemerging to find jughead in his usual booth with his laptop already up and typing away

i waltz over to hermione tying my apron around my waist “H” i say warily a smirk evident on the lodge women’s face

“so you and that jones boy” my eyes widen shaking my head “you can’t tell anyone especially ronnie” i beg placing my hands on either side of her arm

“and whys that?” her eyes narrowing removing my hands and crossing her arms over her uniform

“it’s complicated” i sigh glancing back at the boy in the booth “we just want to keep it on the down low so please” she nods winking at me “go you have tables to serve”

the night was busy filled with customer after customer including betty and trev, i watched from afar squealing at the interaction of best friend with a cute boy.

i also had my eyes on another cute brunette in pops, as he sipped his chocolate milkshake his long fingers typing away at his laptop concentration clear on his face.

my attentions brought back when trev passes me giving me a smile wave goodbye full well knowing I’d been spying on them all night

i rush over to the booth sliding in next to the blonde “spill” i gush grabbing at the girls shoulder a smile beaming from my face, it’d been a long shift and i needed a good gossip sesh with my favourite girl

“what’s got you all giddy” i smile at the familiar voice as he slides into the seat opposite us.

“betty was about to tell me how her date went” i take a sip out of the blondes milkshake glass “it wasn’t a date!!” she defends.

i roll my eyes as she continues “he said that jason sold a bunch of his stuff weeks before he’s death- he was even selling drugs isn’t that crazy?”

my brows cruise concussion taking over “really-” i was cut off when hermione walks over to our booth “sorry kids but we’re closing up” they nod removing themselves from the booth

“goodnight” betty smiles hugging me before leaving the dinner, jughead hovers the raven haired woman leaving us to go back into the kitchen.

“ive got to stay back and clean jug” i yawn rubbing my eyes, exhaustion seeming to consume me “want me to wait i can walk you home?” i shake my head “ill be awhile- it’s fine”

he nods shoving his hands into his pockets “okay-ill see you tomorrow?” i nod playing with the fabric on the edge of my dress “see you tomorrow juggie”

and with that he bids me goodnight and exists the diner leaving us two girls alone to clean

i switch on the radio pulling on my rubber gloves on as we start to scrub away at the dirty dishes, dancing along to the music.

a noise from the foyer brings our attention back, i turn down the music and pull of my gloves emerging from the kitchen “sorry we’re close” i muse suddenly noticing that the diner was empty.

i move closer to the door noticing it to be unlocked, i turn to see a brown box lying on the floor, puzzled I walk up to it opening the box cautiously to find a snake curled up in the box

i let out a blood curdling scream falling to the floor as i rush myself backwards

hermione rushes out running toward me pulling me into her chest “what’s wrong honey?!” she asks worry filling her soft voice

i point to the box my heart racing beyond compare “there’s a freaking snake” she rushing to her phone dialling a number as she excuses herself into the next room.

the snake starts to crawl out of the box and toward me and i scramble from the floor climbing up onto the counter screaming “hermione!!” i yell causing the raven haired lady to run out

she grabs the box and places it over the snake trapping it from sylethring away

i squirm feeling tears pool in my eyes “you okay?” she rushes to me helping me off the counter top “yeah just a little shaken up” she gives me a hug smoothing down my hair.

“i called your dad, he’s on his way” i nod fishing my phone out of my dress pocket sending a quick text and then pocketing it not waiting for a reply.

the door chimes my dad rushing in to hug me moving toward hermione that look in his eyes, and thats when my stomach turned. he was looking at her the way he used to look at mum.

i scoop up my bag slipping on my denim jacket “where are you going?” she asks standing from the floor her eyes still locked on the box

“i can’t stay in here, im sorry” i blurt turning away and pushing through the exit door making my way toward the only person i knew that could comfort me right now

i find myself pick up my speed as i reach the trailer park practically running up the door slightly banging on it hoping that the boy would still be awake

tears flow from my eyes as the door swing open revealing an older man, “is jughead in?” he steps back scratching his head as he glances down at my pops uniform.

“im sorry miss-” “andrews” i finish for him wiping my cheeks “look miss andrews jugheads in bed-”

“dad what’s wrong?” i move past the man and rush into the trailer flinging myself into the arms of the brunette boy sobs racking my body

his arms tighten around my waist whispering softly into my ear in efforts to calm me “what’s wrong?” i sniffle pulling away slightly from the boy enough to see the worry in his eyes but still tight in his embrace

“god it’s so stupid” i mumble feeling embarrassed “hey tell me, please” he begs moving the hair from my face tucking it gently behind my ear.

“someone delivered a snake in a box and work and dad came-” he’s eyes grow wide looking to the older man behind him as he slips into his bedroom

“are you serious?! are you hurt are you okay” he rushes checking my body for bite marks i move away from him shaking my head as i sit myself down on the dirty couch

i run my hands through my hair “it’s not that- it’s my dad, hermione called him and i-i- I thought it was to comfort me but-” i swallow the lump in my throat

“it was to comfort her- he looked at her the way he used to look at my mum.. i think there’s something going on between them and i just can’t- i don’t know i-” i mumble my words feeling the tears rolling down

jughead sits himself down next to me pulling me into his chest “you just don’t want to see him with anyone else” he whispers stroking my hair soothingly

“im sorry” he murmurs “me too"

the sun blare through my room my eyes finding it hard to adjust to the sudden light, my eyes still puffy from last nights events. i roll over pulling the covers back up to my chin feeling myself drift back to sleep when there’s a knock at my door

i moan a ‘hello’ as the door squeaks up, squinting to reveal my father standing at the door clad in his work uniform

“afternoon sleepy head” i sit up yawning glance at the clock to see the times read 1:30pm i got home late and must’ve slept through my morning alarms.

“i know you had a rough night so i figured you earned a day off- i brought you lunch, i wanted to check up on you” he plops himself down on the edge of my bed handing me over a bag from pops

“thank you” i mumble moving my hair from my face looking down at my covers scared to look my dad in the face “where’d you go last night?”

“the jones’” i mumble and he just nods placing a hand on my shoulder “are you okay?” i nod feeling tears form in my eyes “just a little shaken up but im fine now, promise”

he pulls me forward wrapping me in a small hug before standing from my bed “i canceled your shift for tonight and bought us tickets to the show” i nod “sounds good” he nods back walking toward the door lingering in the hall

“thanks again dad, for lunch” he nods disappearing down the steps and put the front door, returning back to work i assume

i layed back down in my bed popping a few fries in my mouth as i open the lid to my laptop the screen lighting up as a picture of my family pops up; it was taken a few christmas ago when we were all together.

my mother has the biggest smile on her face as she looks up my father, totally in love. my brother and i stand infront of them, archie’s arm slung around my shoulders pulling me into him capturing us mid laugh.

it was a full length photo, you could see vegas jumping up at us her tongue hung from her mouth, her tail swishing in excitement. i didn’t know how much i missed being together until i found myself crying

i clicked into my photo album scrolling through all the old photos before i made the move to chicago with my parents there was a few with the whole gang; even the blossoms.

cheryl and i were clad in our riven vixen uniforms, it was freshmen year and it was our first ever game cheering and jason stood in the middle sporting his bulldogs uniform helmet in his hand as they are slung around the two of us girls

it was my favourite memory of freshman year, we look so innocent so young. free from heartache and loss.

“everything okay?” i jump at the voice slamming my laptop closed looking to see my two fellow river vixens standing at the door

“we let ourselves in, hope you don’t mind. you weren’t at school and we were worried” i shake my head smiling “it’s fine”

relief shows on their faces as the walk over to me sitting themselves down on my bed “god we were worried” “it’s was just a little incident at work and i couldn’t sleep so dad just let me take the day off”

“what happened at work?!” ronnie asks her brows creasing knowing full well that her mother was working shift with me last night “there was a box with a snake in it, left for us in pop’s. your mum seems to think it was a serpents doing”

“and well my dad.. and your mum they seemed weird with each other and it reminded me of my mum” i confess my eyes tearing up

“i don’t think i can handle my dad being with someone else other than my mum- i can’t i don’t even want to think about it”

she swallows her eyes darting around my room as i watch the clogs behind her eyes click “ronnie everything okay?” i place my hand over hers noticing the change in her eyes, guilt.

“i should go-” she grabs her bag leaning over and hugging me before rushing for the door “ill see you tonight right?” i nod watching her rush out of my room not bothering to say bye to the blonde next to me

“is she okay?” i question only to get a shrug in reply “im not too sure, something happened with her and arch-” i nod fiddling with my blanket

“we were worried about you” i give her a half hearted smile “i should’ve message you & v i just over slept and-” i huff guilt creeping up “it wasn’t just me and v”

“oh well yeah kev-” she giggles to herself “and juggie” my eyes widen “really?” she nods a smile growing on her face.

“he’s going to help me look into finding polly, i found where she’s staying and he offered to come with me” i smile trying not to give myself away “that’s sweet” she nods vigorously “isn’t it!”

“he’s on his way over- did you want to come with?” i sigh flopping my head back down on my pillow “i would but im going to the show tonight- i don’t think i could see your sister after the last time i saw her-”

she lets out a long sigh, grabbing hold of my hand and giving it a soft reassuring squeeze.

“its okay” she smiles brightly at me opening my laptop, the photo of myself and the blossom twins appearing on my screen.

she moves herself so she’s sitting next to me resting against my head board bringing my laptop up into her lap. “freshman year right?” i nod “sure was” i mumble in reply

“i love this one” i turn my attention to the screw a photo popping up of the five of us; betty, archie myself and the blossom twins.

we were all in our uniforms smiling from ear to ear

“i like this one better” i reach over and tap the next button to reveal a picture from last year, taken the day before i left for chicago. before i knew that my parents had taken a turn for the worst

we were all in a booth at pops; archie, betty, jughead, kevin and i all rugged up milkshakes and burgers scattered on the table and innocent smiles sketched onto our baby faces

blissfully unaware that in the next coming day their lives were about to get turned upside down.

“i love this one too” betty mumbles quietly a tear slipping from her green eyes “aw betts please don’t cry” i moan clinging to the girl laughing softly as my eyes well up

“god i remember that day like it was yesterday” she sniffles leaning her head against mine “that was the last i ever saw of you”

the air seemed to grow thick, silence growing between us as we stare blankly at the laptop screen

“why didn’t you say goodbye?” she turns to me vulnerability in her eyes. i close mine, the memory flooded back as i tried desperately for it to stop

i cleared my throats trying to respond without falling apart “i couldn’t-” my voice cracks.

“she woke me up at god knows what time and dragged me of bed shoving everything into bags telling me that ‘we need to leave we need to leave right now” i start to cry

“dad and arch woke up from the all the commotion and they start crying archie was hurt lead to believe that i wanted to go and leave them behind”

“i didn’t want to leave them- i didn’t want to leave anyone but i- i- couldn’t i couldn’t stay” i look to the blonde shock on her face.

“my mum said i needed help and i couldn’t get it from riverdale- so i had to go betty. i had no choice”

tears stream down my cheeks as betty looks on guilt dripping from her face. we sit staring at each other, too scared to speak. that was until jughead came bounding through the door

his eyes widen his whole persona changing as he realises what has happened. i spring from my bed excusing myself from the door as i dart into the bathroom locking it before either of them had the chance to follow me

i splash my face trying to calm myself down, scrubbing off yesterday’s makeup. trying to remove the loop of my dad and hermione from my mind

there’s a few knocks at my door but i ignore them, turning the shower on and starting to strip down. i need to get ready for tonight and it was the only way i could stay in here without suspicion from the two vacated my bedroom

i shut the water off, stepping out into the bathroom to dry my body before slipping on a robe and exiting the bathroom and taking the short walk into my bedroom

and just as expected the room was empty, i sit back down on my bed letting out a breathe i didn’t know i was holding.

soft knocks at my door bring my attention back down to earth “come in” i speak softly tightening my robe around my body making sure nothing is showing.

my dad pops his head in dressed up all nice for the show tonight, it was the first time dad would ever hear archie sing so it was a big deal. he’d bought tickets for all his work friends wanting something to boast about since i wasn’t all that interesting

“you almost ready? we’ve got to leave soon” i nod “im about to get ready shouldn’t be to long” he nods biding goodbye and closing my door behind him.

i walk over to my stereo turning up my music as i start to get myself ready for the night

we walked into the school side by side searching the crowd for dad’s work friends, i fish my phone out of my clutch hoping to see a text from jughead but nothing.

i rock on the back of my hells when i spot hermione, the raven haired lady smiles over at us briskly walking toward the two of us. my dads face lights up giving the lodge women a soft smile.

the engage in small talk as i desperately search for a way out of this damn conversation only to be brought back into it with hermione shaking my shoulder

“did your dad tell you the good news” she practically squeals squeezing my arm “nooo” i drag out the ‘o’ feeling a tad out of the loop.

“your dad’s offered me a job! no more scrubbing dirty fry pans and waiting tables for this lady” she gestures to herself earning a laugh from my dad.

she places a hand of his chest the two looking sickly happy “excuse me” i mutter moving as far away as i could hoping to spot any of my friends

i spot val walking along the corridor and i practically tackle her before she walks into the drama room “woho (y/n) what’s wrong?” she exclaims, alarmed.

“have you seen my brother? it’s important” she nods “follow me he’s probably back stage” i walk behind the pussy cat as she leads me into the green room

it doesn’t take me long till i spot my red headed brother siting along guitar in his hands strumming lightly, he looked as white as a ghost

i plop down next to him “arch are you okay?” he looks up at me noticing the nervousness in my eyes. “could ask you the same” he laughs lowly setting down his guitar

“val bailed on me so now im going solo- im so nervous (y/n)” i furrow my brows at my brother “wait i thought you were singing with v?” he sighs

“it’s a long story but anyway she got all upset because she found dad and her mum kissing at work this morning so she got spooked and-” my eyes widen, shock spreading through my body like wildfire.

“um excuse me what now?!” i almost yell, “i thought you knew, ronnie went to the house to check on you i just thought-” i shake my head standing up “you just thought what? that it was just casual conversation arch?! you’re so insensitive”

i yell walking out of the dressing room bumping into ronnie on the way out “woah are you okay?” i scoff “wouldn’t you like to know, thanks by the way for telling me about my dad. you’re a real gem”

i push past the raven haired girl moving out into the foyer spotting my dad as he walks us over to our seats in the auditorium. i almost scream when i noticed we were situated right next to the lodge lady, as we settle in for the performance.

i find myself zoning out all through veronica’s & the pussycats performance that i didn’t even hear them call archie’s name till he was in the middle of the stage

i perk up watching as he starts to sing, out of the corner of my eye i watch as my fathers hand joins with hermione and i feel my eyes well up “i can’t be here” i mumble to my father rushing out of the auditorium

my eyes fill with tears as i rush out into the hall, i scream into my hands looking up to see both betty & jughead soaking wet talking to the sheriff, a serious scowl on his face.

i let out a small cry catching their attention, i smack my hand over my mouth trying to muffle the sounds. they turn the brunette boys eyes filling with worry as he glances to me.

but betty says something to the boy that makes him looking between the two of us before mouthing a ‘im sorry’ and running off down the hall and out into the pouring rain after betty & the sheriff

my heart grows heavy as i watch him out more and more distance between the two of us.

archie’s voice carries through the speakers, he sounded amazing.

i close my eyes briefly before heading out into the storm,rain pelting down on my face as i felt myself being consumed by my thoughts. i fall to my knees letting out a silent sob

i was getting worse, and no one knew.

so i picked myself up and walked right out of the parking lot, down my street, into my house & into my bathroom looking the door behind me hoping that no one would ever find me again

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Hey! I was just wondering if I could get a fix about Betty and jughead having broken up for a few months due to him joining the serpents. They both still want each other but they can't get past their different paths. Alice gets a job offer somewhere far away from riverdale so Betty decides to leave with her because it's too painful. Jughead finds out from the ganglike a day before she goes and tries to stop her and you can decide whether they get back together! It's a lot but Iloveyourstories!!❤

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“Are you sure about this Betty?” Alice asked, dropping beside her daughter on her lacy pink bed.

Betty looked away, her eyes staring blankly out the window,
“I’m sure mom, it’ll be good for you. This is a great job offer, Ohio is far but.. maybe I need this, maybe I need to start over too.” She glanced back up at her mother, placing a hand on her shoulder, trying to ease her worried eyes

“I’ll miss my friends definitely but I’ll come visit! I mean dads still going to be here running the Register, what about you? How are you and dad supposed to stay married if you live apart.”

Something incredibly similar to sadness flashed in Alice Coopers eyes

“I love your father and he loves me but, I think we both need to find ourselves, this has been a very long year for all of us.” She added somberly.

“I know.” Betty whispered

“What about you? Won’t there be someone missing you?” As a mother it killed Alice to see the pain reflected everyday in her daughters eyes, she wanted to make it better but she didn’t know how.

“No mom, no ones gonna miss me” the hidden meaning wasn’t lost and Betty picked up her schoolbag, biting back tears as she headed for the door. With one last watery eyed glance at her mother Betty sighed

“I don’t have anyone to find me” she whispered, heading out the door and making her way to school.

Hal Cooper walked into Betty’s bedroom, smiling sadly at his frowning wife

“I’m guessing our plan didn’t work? She really thinks your moving and taking her with you? She really agreed to move?”

Alice nodded
“It’s worse than we thought. If this doesn’t give that jones boy a swift kick in the ass, I don’t know what will.” Alice shook her head, rising to stand before her husband as he placed his arms around her waist

“You know I’ll always find you right?” He whispered, dropping a kiss to her lips as she sighed contentedly.
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“I’ll come visit you every other weekend, Daddy will make Smithers take me, and then I’ll spend the summers with you, it’ll be totally sisterhood of the traveling pants.” Veronica gripped Betty’s arm as they exited Riverdale High.

Archie grumbled and cursed under his breath like he had been doing the whole day since Betty told him the news
“You can’t just leave! You love Riverdale. You’ve been my neighbor since before I could walk, you can’t move!”

Betty smiled gently
“I love you guys and I’m gonna miss you more than anything, but.. Riverdale stopped being my home the day he ran away from it.” Betty waved at her friends before walking away with heavy feet.

Veronica said her goodbyes to Archie, dropping a kiss to his cheek and hopping into her towncar.

Archie made it to Jugheads trailer in minutes, his hand coming down heavy as he pounded on the metal door. Jughead came forward his eyes red rimmed and his hair a mess, he looked much skinnier, any other time Archie would have been too concerned to speak but not this time. Pushing past the leather jacket wearing boy, he stormed into the trailer.

“Archie? What are you..”

The football player cut him off
“You wanna isolate yourself from our friend group and never answer any of our text messages? Fine. You wanna join some biker gang that you were so adamantly against just last year? Go ahead. But there’s one thing you can’t do, and that’s break my best friends heart and cause her to move away, that I am not okay with.” Archie rambled,pacing back And forth in the makeshift kitchen.

“Moving? What? Betty’s moving? When? Where? What?” Jughead dropped the book he had been holding, pushing off the wall and eyeing Archie frantically.

“Oh now you care? That’s just great. She already agreed to leave, they’re going to Ohio Jughead, were never gonna see her again. She thinks there’s nothing left for her in Riverdale, not after you joined the Serpents and abandoned her. I mean come on! It’s Betty Cooper, How could you..”

Jughead breezed past Archie, slamming the trailer door on the way out, leaving Archie alone as he smiled smugly. Thank god.
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He stood on the Coopers front porch, panting and out of breath as he rang the doorbell about a hundred times, Alice Cooper answered after a few seconds

“Mrs. Cooper” he puffed “I need too.. your daughter.. I have to” he tried to catch his breathe as Alice pointed up the stairs

“Bedroom.”

Jughead got his second wind almost instantly, sprinting up the stairs before standing outside her open doorway.

There were empty boxes on Betty’s bed and her clothes were folded beside them, Betty came out of her closet holding a box filled with clothes, her eyes widening when she caught side of the beanieless boy.

“Jughead? What’re you…”

“Don’t go.” He begged, his movements quick as he grabbed the box from her hands, her eyes startled and confused

“Don’t leave Riverdale, you can’t go. Please”

Betty looked away, her arms coming to cross over her body
“There’s nothing for me here Jughead, It’s for the best.” She whispered.

“No. no it’s not. You are Riverdale Betty Cooper, ever since I was little when someone mentioned Riverdale i instantly think of you. You’re the very foundation of this town. You can’t go, you can’t leave me.”

Betty’s eyes snapped to his
“Leave you? Leave you? But isn’t that exactly what you did to me Jughead? Leave me. You found a new family, found someone else and pushed me away, like I was nothing. You have some nerve coming to my house and asking me to..”

Jughead cut her off, dropping his lips to hers like she was his life line. Gripping her hips so tight he thought she might bruise, she melted against him her hands flailing at first before burying in his hair. When they pulled apart they were both out of breath

“I’m so sorry Betty. I should never have pushed you away like that, I should have held on. I just.. I was scared. I didn’t want you to be a part of all this” he shrugged his shoulders, indicating the jacket on his back.

Betty dropped her forehead to his
“You don’t get it do you. Jughead jones, I love you. I love every part of you. I want to be there for you, that all I’ve ever wanted. I don’t care about whatever jacket you put on. You’re still Jughead Jones. And as I may have mentioned, I love him very much.” She smirked as he breathed a deep sigh, his fingers coming up to caress his face

“You’ll stay here? You’ll stay with me? I promise you Betty, if you stay I’ll never let you go again. I won’t lose you again.”

Betty looked down for a second before looking back up

“I’ll stay.” She smiled.

Jughead swung her around, laughing as she squealed he wrapped his arms around her shoulder when he pulled away, Betty clapped her hands

“What do you say we hit up Pops to celebrate, you’re looking very skinny Romeo.”

Jughead nodded eagerly opening the door to her bedroom.

Both Hal and Alice fell through, nearly landing on the ground

“Mom! Dad!”

Both of the blondes parents looked up with guilty smiles.

“Alls well that ends well”

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Kid Rock - All Summer Long // Hailee Steinfeld - Starving // The Chainsmokers - Closer // Alessia Cara - Wild Things // Troye Sivan - WILD // Becky G - Shower // Tove Lo - Talking Body // Felix Jaehn - Ain’t Nobody // Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros - Home // Troye Sivan - Youth // Sublime - SanteRia // The Ronettes - Be My Baby // Weezer - Island In The Sun // Weezer - Beverly Hills // Fall Out Boy - Fourth of July // Marian Hill - Down // Disclosure - Latch // Merle Haggard - My Favorite Memory // Lionel Richie - All night long // Grouplove - Tongue Tied // Neil Diamond - Sweet Caroline // Aerosmith - Sweet Emotion // Alice Cooper - Schools Out for Summer // Halsey - Roman Holiday // Set It Off - Forever Stuck In Our Youth // Stealers Wheel - Stuck In The Middle With You // Panic! At The Disco - Golden Days // Disclosure - Magnets

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Filled Request - Secret Relationship AU

Thanks for the prompt Nonnie, here we go. Also this has a makeout scene which I still don’t feel very confident in writing, but trying to practice writing to get better. Honest opinions, constructive criticism would be sooo appreciated. Even anonymous asks would be great.

He thought himself lucky some times to be almost invisible. He could blend into the background with relative ease. No-one noticing him, until she had noticed him. He had seen her as unattainable. Her the pretty cheerleader, him the awkward boy in the beanie. The first time she had spoken to him he had to check that she was actually talking to him. She had come into the diner and sat in the booth next to him and asked him what he was writing.

The murder of Jason Blossom had intrigued her as it did him and she had stayed with him most of that night, with the endless supply of black coffee fuelling their discussion. She had asked him if she could talk about it with him again the next day, at the same place and he had eagerly agreed. He knew she was pretty and he knew she was popular and there was no way on earth that she should be giving him the time of day, but she was and that feeling was indescribable.

The first time he had been bold enough to kiss her was ingrained in his memory, likely it would be for years to come his first kiss. They were sitting on her bed, talking, when he did not feel like he could resist the urge any longer. He had brushed a thumb along her cheek, a move so tender and unsure, before closing the distance and pressing his lips against hers. He went to pull back sure that his temporary insanity had ruined their new found friendship, but she put her hand n the back of his neck and pulled him towards her, returning his kiss eagerly and arching her body towards his own.

They had agreed to keep it a secret, he didn’t want any un-needed attention his way. It was to his benefit to remain as invisible as possible he was the victim enough as it was, an easy target to the jocks of the school. Being with Betty Cooper would only paint a larger target on his back. That was the reason he gave her anyway truth was he didn’t want to jeopardise what was occurring between the two. He knew in the real world that popular, pretty cheerleaders did not end up with the weird kid, and he wanted to hold onto her for as long as he possibly could.

That was how they found themselves in the school supply closet during a free period, he had her sat on top the workbench with her legs wrapped around his hips, while their tongues did battle. He yearned to touch her, almost not believing that this was real. That he was in a school supply closet with one of the most beautiful girls at school and that his touch was making her make those delicious noises in his ear. He was surprised when she moved her lips to trail down his neck, sucking on the skin just below his ear. His thumbs dug into her hips in response and she gave a little mewl at the pressure of his touch.

“I want you to touch me Jones.” She whispered in his ear. “I need to feel you.” Her hands had found their way underneath his shirt, fingers delicately tracing the muscles of his back, before raking her nails down, him gasping at the sensation. His hand fisted in her hair pulling her lips back to his own as he captured them in a bruising kiss. She giggled at his eagerness, but whimpered as he caught her bottom lip in between his teeth. He felt as though his skin was on fire, he was burning up. He was pulling at his own jacket removing the item while she continued to explore his body with her hands. Cautiously at first he brought his hand up to cup her breast through the material of her cheerleading top. She sighed into his touch, encouraging him to proceed further. He squeezed and she produced a moan that reverberated through his body.

The sound of the bell soon broke them from their private moment. She was breathing heavily as she looked into his eyes, darkened with lust.

“Guess free period is over.” She said, smiling seductively at him, as she pressed a final kiss to his lips before hopping down from the bench she had been perched on. She smoothed down her skirt and pulled her hair back up into a pony tail pulling tightly. he was working on calming his own breathing as he continued to stare at her. Her skirt swung from side to side as she sauntered over to him. “I’ll leave the window unlocked tonight, we can continue this.” She trailed her hand down his chest, stopping just above his waistband, and he groaned inwardly his breathing becoming erratic once again. She opened the door carefully before leaving him in the closet alone to collect his thoughts.


“Hey Weirdo Jones.” He sighed as Reggie shouted at him from across the student lounge. He went to leave the lounge to avoid another torturous high school moment. Chuck Clayton had already anticipated this move and blocked the door.

“Where are you going in such a hurry?” He commented, as Jughead backed up back into the lounge, mentally preparing himself for what was to come.

“So, Jughead, saw your old man hanging around the drive in last night. He is looking rough. Say Chuck do you think it is the disappointment of having Wednesday Adams as a son that drives him to the drink?” Reggie posed the question to Chuck.

“Well I know if I was related to that psychopath, I’d be hitting the bottle.” Chuck replied.

“Give it up Reggie.” He replied trying to defuse the situation without somehow making things worse.

“Get the hell away from him Reggie.” Betty’s voice broke through the tension in the lounge.

“Betty, hey, we were just having a friendly chat with Jones here.”

“Not anymore.” She went over to Jughead, rubbing his arm.

“What is this Betty, charity work?” Reggie had snidely remarked, holding out his hand awaiting a high five from Chuck.

“Reggie.” Her eyes snapped to Reggie, challenging him to say another word.

He watched as cautiously she shifted her body closer to him, and pressed her body against his, her arms around his neck pulling him down to meet her lips in a kiss. She kissed him passionately pouring everything that she had into it. He was shocked at first but soon returned her kiss with equal fervour. She broke the kiss to look around at the shocked faces of her classmates around the student lounge.

“Jughead Jones is my boyfriend.” He blinked at those words, ‘boyfriend’, ‘Betty’s boyfriend’. They hadn’t even dared to bring up labels during their interludes, at fear that they would ruin whatever it was they had before it had even had time to become something. “So if anyone wants to harass him, or his family they need to go through me first.”

She turned to Reggie and Chuck looking at them pointedly. “And trust me boys you do not want to do that.” There was an edge to her voice that he had never heard before, in his mind she was all sunshine and smiles and coy looks. Reggie and Chuck seemed to back down from her look, shuffling awkwardly.

When she turned back to him there was that Betty Cooper smile, she linked her arm with his, pressed a small kiss to his cheek and pulled him with her. ‘Betty’s boyfriend’ he repeated again in his head, yeah he could get used to that.

Great Minds Think Alike (Riverdale - Jughead x OC) Part 4

 Pairing : Jughead x OC

Synopsis : A new girl arrives in town around the time of Jason Blossom’s accident. That alone makes her suspicious and unlikeable to most people. Jughead has every reason to investigate on her, the timing is too perfect, right? And it has nothing to do with the young girl’s odd yet charming way of always seeming to find her way back to him, no matter the situation.  

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It would take Jughead a great amount of time to figure out who exactly Iris was, but there were already a few things he could cross off the list. Queen B and girl next door being his first two wrong guesses. As the last week of holidays passed by and the first day of school rolled around, the mystery grew thicker instead of unfolding itself.

In High School the rule about the new girl is that she stays the new girl until another one takes her place – it was very unlikely that another young girl moved to Riverdale of all towns and that before school starts again, but it did. Iris had been the new girl for about two months, during which everybody talked about her to the friends they met up during the holidays and tried to get a glimpse of her – though she was hell bent on enjoying her peace and only getting out of her house at the wee hours of the day – but a day or two before school began, another girl came to Riverdale, and suddenly Iris’ little person wasn’t the center of the universe anymore.

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After School Special part 1

Bughead fanfiction - because whats life without it?


In an alternate universe where Jughead greases his hair more than Danny Zuko and Betty Cooper gives Sandy Olsson a run for her money at being the nicest girl in town. (No Danny Zuko and Sandy do make an appearance in this fic). Set in the early 1960s at Riverdale High. Slow burn leads to rapid fire (all the bughead smut you can imagine)


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BOMBASS Riverdale Murder Theory

Okay so this is weird. Mainly because this blog is my witchcraft blog so buckle up and get ready.

DISCLAIMER: IT WILL SPOIL EPISODE 3

What if Polly is Betty’s split personality and she killed Jason along with her mom? (For some reason, episode 3 gave me a little fight club vibe)

I have a strong gut feeling that after so many bullying acts done by Cheryl, Betty finally snapped and developed a Multiple Personality disorder to mask her repressed feelings. Based on what I’ve learned from my previous psychology class, Multiple Personality disorders arise when traumatic situations come up in order to mask the victim.

Did you see how she planned on destroying Chuck? She knows her drugs, she knows her plans and she called Chuck, Jason. As you’ve noticed when Betty entered the pool and tub room, she said, “Betty’s not here”. She might’ve accessed Polly (yes that is possible) and used Polly to destroy Chuck.

Moving on with murder, NO ONE WAS KILLED DURING JULY 4TH.

FUCKING NO ONE.

Jason finally got off safely, Archie did some hot fling with Ms. Grundy, and the scouts were just practicing.

NOBODY DIED DURING JULY 4TH. Why was Cheryl crying and soaking wet in the river? It’s simply because Jason never contacted her again.

What if “Polly” devised the twin’s plan? What if she wanted to destroy Cheryl through Jason by seducing him and ended up being an abused victim? What if that abuse made Polly’s drive stronger to torture Jason a couple of days when he disappeared?

Adding, Jason’s body showed up after Cheryl bitched on Betty once again. If you’ve noticed the autopsy was talking about cryo. Polly could’ve been that damn bad ass to perform that shit and got pissed at Cheryl so she could’ve just killed him. OR OR OR She had an episode at home and her mom did the final blow to Jason to bring Betty back.

TAKE NOTICE:

1. Cheryl never talked about Polly as Polly. She always talked about Polly and Jason.

2. If Polly was someone important to Betty and not a figment of her mind, she could’ve atleast visited Polly’s bedroom and checking out Polly’s stuff.

3. Chuck didn’t name drop Polly as one of the “sluts” 

4. Polly was barely known in school.

5. Mrs. Cooper is a little hysterical about Betty’s choices. (Multiple Personality disorder susceptibility can be hereditary)

6. The Coopers hated the Blossoms.

7. NO ONE EVERY DESCRIBED WHAT POLLY WAS LIKE EXCEPT CHERYL, BETTY, AND MRS. COOPER

8. EVERYTIME POLLY’S NAME IS DROPPED, THERE’S JASON FUCKING BLOSSOM.

So why does Mrs. Cooper don’t like Veronica? It’s because Veronica is turning Betty into a bad ass which Polly is. I doubt it’s about Veronica’s background since Mrs. Cooper IS VERY VERY CAREFUL about Betty’s upbringing.

“Well Jughead is suspicious….”

BOIIIIIIIII -

Jughead is the personification of the viewers. He’s trying to anticipate “theories” so us, the viewers won’t dig deeper.

WELL. That’s all folks.

Klaine fic - “All the Beautiful Pieces” (Rated NC17)

Blaine Anderson is spending the summer after graduation flipping houses with his brother for Cooper’s total home renovation show. The show features the worst houses Cooper can buy, with Blaine playing the role of lackey so that Cooper can torture him in front of his viewers. The last house Blaine has to renovate is an original Victorian House in San Diego, CA, which is in terrible condition. But this house turns out to be more than just another job. It was once owned by a famous Vaudeville ventriloquist by the name of Andrew Smythe. It houses a very interesting collection of items - among them, two life-sized puppets. Blaine isn’t sure exactly why, but he’s drawn to them - especially to the one with the beautiful blue eyes. He convinces Cooper to give him the puppets, and Blaine starts to restore them. In the course of the restoration, Blaine finds out that neither puppet is simply a run-of-the-mill puppet, and Andrew Smythe was hiding a secret that will be the key to saving two lives.

Okay, so, as many of you people know, this was my Reverse Bang story from way too long ago. I had it completed, but as I was uploading it, my computer crashed and obliterated this plus a ton of my other stories, which I have been writing back from memory these many years. I had this one almost down except for the last three chapters, which have been lost in the void of my brain. So, what I’ve done is start over from the beginning. I haven’t been changing the story, just freshening the language, and then I will add those last three chapters. But I’m posting it here one chapter per week so those of you who would like to can get reacquainted with the story. Of course, you could jump ahead to AO3, and cheat, re-read all 17 original chapters at once, but you’ll still have to wait for the ending, and only chapters 1-7 have been redone. Anyway, this story wouldn’t even exist without @freakingpotter who is an amazing artist and an even more amazing friend <3 Give her lots of love <333

(Warning for character death that happens in the past, hoarding, and anxiety.)

Chapter 1 (6515 words)

Blaine stares out the windshield of his rented Honda Odyssey, his jaw dropping open, stunned out of his senses at the sight of the disastrous house in front of him. His hands grip the steering wheel for support. His knees knock together, completely out of his control. A low, pitiful whining noise rattles around in the back of his throat. The house to his right, nestled incongruously behind a manicured lawn, carefully pruned rose bushes, and a well-established Mulberry tree, is so incredibly awful that he can’t stop looking at it. It’s like a horrendous traffic accident – lots of blood and twisted metal, but try as you might, you can’t make yourself look away.

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