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THE SMALLEST OF SMILES PLAYED ON GLOSSY LIPS. it wasn’t a laughing matter, not really. everything seemed to be going wrong, her perfect world turned upside down. her sister had been sent away, a classmate had been murdered. the town wasn’t the same. but brooke made it sound so trivial, so everyday. it almost made her feel better.
“ it’s not all bad. pop’s added a new flavour of milkshake since you last visited. ”
finally they reached their destination, with betty opening up the door for her cousin. thankfully her favourite booth was unoccupied and betty made a bee-line straight for it.
“ so, how are you feeling ? ”
with everything going on it was easy to forget just why her cousin was in town. her uncle, brooke’s father, was dead. her friends were tortured and killed by a serial killer. the problems of riverdale must look miniscule in comparison.
MEMORIES OF WHITE PICKET FENCES , lemonades & pop’s played up a storm ; oh, how it all had changed . she always enjoyed coming here , especially with her mother , so despite her downcast lashes , her hues memorized every mailbox , every patch of grass ------ every white picket fence .
❛ POP’S , the light at the end of the tunnel . ❜
nonchalant voice paired with a smile , sent straight for her cousin , as she herself took a seat opposing the blonde . it had been ages , so certainly , she took it all in ; from pop tate chatting with customers to people occupying other booths . it was calming , in a sense ------ which was dearly needed considering betty’s question .
❛ peachy keen , betts . ❜
( lies , lies , lies ! )
❛ i just miss them , i miss my house , i miss my closet . ❜
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BETTY HAD FOUGHT SO HARD to dismiss her feelings for her best friend. he had hurt her beyond comprehension and the blonde had been so mad for so long. soon enough she had come to terms with reality. she couldn’t force archie to feel that way about her, nor would she want to. she needed to move on.
“ no light. not even a speck. ”
and it was getting easier, little by little. the words didn’t squeeze at her heart just as much anymore. the pain seemed to be lessening day after day. soon enough she could speak of her best friend with no pain at all, or so she hoped.
she stopped in her tracks.
“ no one told you. ”
it wasn’t a question, it was a statement. of course they hadn’t told her, they had barely told betty. she didn’t know why they had sent polly away, only that she was sick. the vagueness of it was maddening.
“ she’s getting help. don’t ask what for, they won’t tell me. i don’t even know where she is. ”
KNITTED BROWS RAISED , A HEAVE OF DEFEAT escaped her chest . she barely had the energy to push the subject further , though . still , a small flicker of hope danced within her ribcage . . . . some romance with the tragedy would make it all a bit lighter ( as riley would’ve said ) .
THE NEXT WORDS ESCAPING HER COUSIN’S LIPS caused a halt in every movement , even her breath . entire posture changed , it all seemed too deja vu .
❛ so they’ve locked her up ? ❜
that was the only explanation . keeping two sisters apart was a cruel act ------ one she didn’t even think her aunt could pull . a begrudging groan later , feet once again carried on with their pace . from one lying parent to another ; and her own lost his life for it . definitely not a thought she was about to share , but a shadow fell across her hues which almost shouted the darkness of her thoughts .
❛ so polly is sick , or whatever , and riverdale has become wrapped up in a murder . never thought i’d see the day this town fell through the cracks of hell . ❜
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ARCHIE. the name brought about a longing her heart, a wave of pain she thought she had left behind. archie didn’t love her like that, and that was okay. that’s life. but it didn’t make it hurt any less.
“ we’re just friends. ”
( and he broke my heart )
some things were better left unsaid. as for the murder, well, what could she say? that maybe her dad did it, that perhaps brooke hadn’t escaped a murderer, instead she was living with one.
“ no one knows what happened to jason. he dated polly, you know. for a while. ”
ONE PART OF HER WAS THANKFUL , thankful that coming here gave her other things to think about . nothing was absolutely pressing nor life threatening at every turn . that didn’t exactly help her relax , but it was a small reward . curiousity and worry still tugged at her heartstrings , though .
❛ evidently . . . . so no light at the end of this tunnel ? ❜
coated eyelashes fluttered in question . she had seen the way her cousin lit up when the ginger appeared ; not quite understanding why , but that wasn’t her place to comment ( she still did at times though ) . onto the other matter , a sigh surpassed her cherry lips . the fact that she wasn’t freaking out could be worrying ------ growing used to bloodshed was not something a young girl should.
❛ i heard ! polly told me . speaking of ; where is she ? alice have never shut me down quicker , and hal got this almost angry look when i asked . ❜
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PEARLY WHITE TEETH CHEWED ON HER BOTTOM LIP. where to start? a lot had changed in riverdale since her cousins last visit, most of it in the last few weeks since jason’s death.
“ what do you want to know ? ”
everything, no doubt. if the situation was reserved she would certainly want to know the full story. how much the extended family knew about the happenings in riverdale, and the troubles with polly, was unknown.
“ after you. ”
she held open the door, powder blue jacket hanging over one arm. it was chilly out, it had been since jason’s death. thankfully pop’s wasn’t too far a walk from the cooper household, perhaps ten minutes or so.
THE CLICK OF HEELS CARRIED HER , first out the door then onto the street . a slight smile tinted her glossed lips , perhaps because the company of her cousin was comforting despite the fact that she had left everything . ❛ for starters ; why are you still not with that ginger boy next door ? and how the fuck did this town turn into murdertown ? ❜ knitted eyebrows rose at the end of her question , glancing sideways at her fellow blonde . ❛ just give me the rundown , betts . ❜
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ROSY LIPS PRESSED TOGETHER IN UNCERTAINTY. her cousins assessment of the town certainly wasn’t incorrect. riverdale had somewhat become murdertown since jason’s death.
“ oh, it’s not that bad. ”
for all its faults ( and there were many ) riverdale did have some pluses. it just took a minute for betty to conjure any.
“ pop’s ! ”
the name came out as an exclamation. a sudden thought.
“ we should go to pop’s ! they have the best milkshakes. ”
RAISED EYEBROWS PROVED DOUBT . in her cousin’s statement , in the state’s decision to send her her . she doubted everything , and her tense & closed of posture proved it ------ but she did not doubt her cousin ; and she hoped that would be enough to get her through this . a sigh of defeat escaped her , rolling her head towards the other blonde with a slight smile beneath her gloss , ❛ okay , milkshakes doesn’t sound too bad . plus , you & polly always mention this pop’s . ❜ caution had never been her strong suit . ❛ lead the way ------ and fill me in ? i haven’t been here in ages . ❜
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A HEAVED SIGH AND CROSSED ARMS , accompanied by a deadpanned expression was all the blonde served . the change of scene was deemed good for her ------ but she called bullshit . ❛ from murderville to murdertown ; fantastic ! ❜ / @pcnytails
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