“The thing about happiness is that it doesn’t help you to grow; only unhappiness does that. So I’m grateful that my bed of roses was made up equally of blossoms and thorns. I’ve had a privileged, creative, exciting life, and I think that the parts that were less joyous were preparing me, testing me, strengthening me.”
Happy Birthday, Lana Turner (8th February 1921 - ∞)
Looks like Lili is on a break from filming her movie Galveston in Georgia cos Elle Fanning (one of her co-stars) is also back in LA. Quick round up of the videos and pics from Lili and Cole’s instagram stories…..probably on a road trip or drive to somewhere cos there’s lots of scenery shots and greenery of the mountain side and a place that looks scarily similar to the Blossoms Thorn Hill manor lol. And a peacock on the roof. Oh and Cole managed to get control of his SprouseMasterworks instagram account back so be sure to follow it cos he’ll be sharing Sprouseism fanarts again soon….
I have to tell you something about myself I am not sunshine / I am the never ending cold night I am not summer’s warmth / I am the dry winter’s wrath, I consist more of thorns than of flowers / Because I hurt more than I blossom And I fall more than I rise/ I like black and white more than I like other colours/ And you will never be able to really know me / Because I’ve gotten so good at hiding and even disguising/ And you will never be able to love me if you like the sunrise more than the sunset / or the warm summer air than the trees left cold and bare.
Something a bit different, hope you’s like it. Enjoy!
The chime of Pops caught the attention of one booth in particular, a red headed boy, a blonde girl, a raven haired girl and a raven haired boy wearing an oddly designed crown beanie. The four of them looking towards the door with the diner being almost empty, curious to see who was popping in.
There stood a girl with brunette hair, sporting a flower crown which struck Jughead as a little strange since the summer weather had passed for this year but then who was he to judge. Staring intently at the girl as she gave Pops her order, he was dying to know who she was? Where did she come from? Why the hell is this girl in Riverdale?
“She must be new” Veronica mused breaking Jugheads intense stare on the unknown girl. Eyeing her up and down she didn’t particularly see her as competition in anyway. “Cute sense of fashion” She shrugged turning back to her group of friends.
“Maybe we should introduce ourselves?” Archie suggested staring over at the girl, her fingers mindlessly tapping on the counter as Pops got her order, completely unaware of the attention she had brought to herself.
“She might feel a little ambushed” Betty inputted. “She could be new after all” The blonde shrugged as she sipped her strawberry milkshake.
“I’m going over” Veronica announced, ignoring Betty’s protests. Straightening out her checkered pink dress, she made her way to the new mystery in town.
“Hi, Veronica Lodge” The raven haired girl introduce, startling the girl in front of her.
“Oh hi” The girl shyly smiled accepted Veronica’s outstretched hand.
“Y/N Y/L/N” Tucking a strand of loose hair behind her ear.
“So are you visiting town or are you new here?” She pried, fixing her pearl necklace as she spoke.
“New” The mysterious girl nodded. “But it’s temporary” She explained, feeling slightly uncomfortable with the stares from Veronica’s friends.
“Well let me introduce you to the gang” She grinned taking Y/N by the arm.
“Guys this is Y/N Y/L/N she’s new here” Veronica introduced her as she took her seat back beside Archie.
“It’s nice to meet you” The blonde smiled at her making her feel more comfortable. “I’m Betty Cooper”.
“I’m Archie” The red head spoke taking Y/Ns attention away from the blonde with the lovely emerald eyes. “Nice to meet you both” The shy girl spoke timidly.
A nudge in his ribs from Betty made him groan out in pain, forcing his attention away from his laptop screen. “Jughead Jones the Third” The beanie wearing boy grumbled.
“The third?” She asked slightly amused. “Generation thing” He sighed putting his laptop away.
“I like your hat” She smiled at the brooding teenager, a blush colouring her cheeks.
“Thanks” A slight smile gracing his lips.
“I like your flower crown” He eyed the girl before averting his gaze back to the table.
His three friends sharing a look between them, never actually hearing Jughead compliment or willingly interact with someone he doesn’t know.
“That’s your order ready” Pops called placing three rather large bags onto the counter, the brunette turning to smile at the man calling a quick thank you before he disappeared.
“Big family?” Archie enquired eyeing the bags on the counter.
“Something like that” She nodded. “It was nice meeting you’s but I should really get going” Slightly waving at the group of friends as she collected her food.
“I’ll help!” Jughead called jumping over the back of the booth, his friends following his movements in shock and amusement. This girl ignited something inside of him, it was a foreign feeling to Jughead but a feeling that didn’t make him uncomfortable.
“That’s really not necessary” The girl protested already struggling to carry all three bags. Sighing in defeat as she struggled to find a suitable way of carrying them. “Thanks” She blushed, Jughead taking two of the bags into his large hands.
“Don’t mention it” He shrugged smiling at the girl who’s brown eyes had him captivated. His three friends watching as they both left Pops completely forgetting their existence.
“So where did you move from?” Jughead questioned as they walked away from the bright neon lights of Pops.
“Kind of all over” She spent most of her life in a different city or sometimes even a different country. “Have you lived here all of your life?” She asked returning the attention back on Jughead.
“Unfortunately” He laughed, liking the slight warmth that filled him hearing her laugh for the first time, it was full of heart, almost like a child’s, it sounded freeing.
“After all it is the town with pep” He tried to air quote, hearing her continuous laughter making him smile at the sound.
“So I’m guessing we’ll be seeing you at the glamorous Riverdale high tomorrow?” He asked continuing his joking around.
“I’m only here for a few weeks maybe months but I’ll be there” She smiled at the raven haired boy, turning left down a street that wasn’t familiar to Jughead, his heart slightly feeling deflated that a girl he’s finally interested in wouldn’t be staying for long.
The closer they got to Jugheads new interests destination he was shocked when they finally arrived at thorn hill.
“You’re related to Cheryl Blossom?!” Jughead almost shouted, feeling shocked that the beautiful brunette with the sparkling brown eyes and unusual flower crown is related to the family that everything they touch turns to dust.
“We’re cousins” She admitted, almost sounding like she was ashamed to admit it. “Thanks for your help” She mumbled taking the bags from Jugheads hands, who seemed to be in too much shock to actually move.
Walking through the gates of hell she knew that the possible group of friends she had made tonight wouldn’t be having anything to do with her by morning.
Turning around to find Jughead still at the entrance of the closed gates, shaking his head as he tries to wrap his mind around this new found information, unaware of the brown eyes staring at him, pinning for him.
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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Growing up, I always had everything I wanted. The prettiest
clothes. The nicest dolls. The greatest toys. Servants who fulfilled my ever
need. Every weekend I had a party where I was the princess, and danced in our
great ballroom while sipping ‘champagne’, which was really just sparkling apple
But I didn’t have one thing, and that was friends.
Papa says that albinism has run in the family for many
generations, giving us fair skin, fine hair, and either icy blue or rose pink
eyes. I have the rose pink. My hair has always been so thin that I began
wearing wigs when I realized why people looked at me differently. I always had
nice wigs, of course, but the other kids always stared and kept their distance.
Papa said they were jealous of how pretty I was. After a while I learned that
was a lie. They thought I was a freak.
Request summary: Can I request a Cheryl x reader set on July 4th. when the reader finds out about what happened she rushes over to thorn hill but something tragic happens (gets run over by a car or like suddenly faints idk) and Cher witnesses the whole thing, she goes ballistic until the reader wakes up again
When word broke out about Jason Blossom you hurried to Thorn Hill to be with Cheryl.
The entrance was crowded with news reporters trying to get the scoop on the soon to be front page news.
She was outside the manor with her parents telling Sheriff Keller what happened.
She was crying, you had never seen Cheryl cry before.
Driving past you turned your head to look at her and you saw a sigh of relief on her face as she noticed you were there.
You looked back at the road with intent of finding somewhere to park but instead you were met with the front of another car and blacked out.
Cheryl yelled your name and ran to your car.
She opened your car door and pushed the air-bag aside to see a gash on your head,
“Y/N! Somebody get help!,” she yelled to the others just standing back watching.
She cradled your head against her chest, “stay with me Y/N, please wake up, please be okay.”
When you awoke you were in a hospital bed surrounded by machines.
Cheryl noticed you waking up, “oh my God Y/N you’re awake.”
She yelled out for a nurse before turning back to you, “don’t ever do that to me again Y/N, I can’t lose you and JJ.”
Then you remembered the whole reason you went to see her in the first place, “Jason. Are you okay Cheryl-”
The nurse arrived before Cheryl had a chance to speak.
You were left answering an endless amount of questions by her and the doctor before they finally let you speak to Cheryl again.
“Cheryl, I heard about what happened at the river, I’m so sorry about Jason.”
She grabbed your hand, “Don’t worry about me Y/N, you’re alright and that’s the first good thing to happen today.”
“Have you been here the whole time?” you asked.
“I haven’t left your side since it happened and I won’t leave until they let you out of this place. You should get some rest.” She told you calmly.
You couldn’t believe what was happening in Riverdale this July 4th but things would only get more twisted later on as the truth started to come out.