Always and Forever

Chapter 32: Prisoners

Days later, I stood at Midge's funeral. I was dressed in a black vixen's uniform with all the other girls, everyone else dressed in black. I held a white rose in my hand. And for the next few say, we were interrogated by Sheriff Keller, all of the cast. 

"When you walk through a storm," Cheryl sang. "Hold your head up high. And don't be afraid. Of the dark. AT the end of the storm. There's a golden sky. And the sweet silver song of a lark." As the song went on everyone threw in the white roses. Mrs. Klump was sobbing. "You'll never walk alone." Cheryl held up her arms once she finished singing. I along with the other vixens raised out black pom poms. "I also feel it is my duty to say that...Like the Furies of Ancient Greece, who ceaselessly pursue blood atonement when a crime's been committed, the Vixens and I vow that we will not great unit though responsible for the murder of our sister...Is rightly punished." Tears were coming down all of our checks. As we headed back to our cars, we all watched Mrs. Klump slap Sheriff Keller across the face.

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I now sat in a booth with Archie, Betty, Veronica, and Jughead. 

"I have a theory," Jughead stated. "It's a copycat killer." 

"Or there was really two all along," I stated. 

"And who coincidentally showed just after Mr. Svenson was killed?" Jughead asked me. "And had been giving off creepy vides ever since? Chic. He has a temper too." 

"Chic is here because I went to the hostel to get him," Betty corrected. "And, yes, he's weird, but he didn't know Midge." 

"What if Mr. Sveson wasn't the Black Hood alone?" Archie asked. "Maybe Dani was right, maybe there were two of them."

"Archie, we were there when he died," Betty reminded him. 

"I know. But just because he was wearing a hood that night, it doesn't necessarily mean he's the same guy who shot my dad," Archie pointed out. 

"And now Midge," I added. 

"Svenson forced me to bury you alive, Arch," Betty brought up. "He cut off his own finger and sent it to me."

"Maybe the real Black Hood cut it off because he was working with Svenson," I suggested. 

"And Svenson would've let himself be mutilated?" Veronica questioned. 

"Look, all I'm trying to say is the real Black Hood could still be alive," I defended myself. 

"I looked into the Black Hood's eye," Archie stated. He then shook his head. "They weren't Mr. Svenson's eyes." After Pops, I headed to Sweet Pea's by myself. I was keeping watch when I felt someone grab me. I turned around and punch the person before two separate people grabbed me. I saw threw people dressed in all black. 

"Let go of me!" I demanded as I tried to break free. 

"Not a chance Rose," one of them said. 

"Josh?" I gasped. 

"Not even close," the guy said as they put a cloth up to my mouth and a bag over my head. 

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(Archie's POV)

 The next morning Jughead and I came into the kitchen after our breakfast at Pops with the girls. When we walked in we saw Dad and FP there. They both looked anxious and pale. 

"Hey, Dad, you okay?" I asked, catching their attention. 

"Yeah, you two look like you have seen a ghost or something," Jughead added.