𝙖 𝙗𝙤𝙗𝙗𝙮 𝙥𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙚

chapter 9: the death of a 'loved one'

Veronica walked into the Pembrooke, Louis Vutton handbag and phone in hand. 

"No, I'm sorry that you think I need you to open this stupid casino in the first place, Reginald." She said with Reggie on the speaker.

"Veronica-"

"Save it." She says in anger, hanging up. 

"Ugh! I'm sick of this," Veronica said, pacing her apartment.

Just then, she got a knock on her front door. Was it Reggie? Already?

She walked over to the door, opening it.

"Hello, Mija," Hermione smiled.

"Mom!" Veronica hugged her mom, welcoming her in.

They sat down on the couch.

"So why'd you come back to Riverdale? Don't get me wrong, I'm glad you're here." Veronica asked.

"It's about your father.."

"Did something happen? Did he come after you-" Veronica started but was cut off.

"Veronica, he's dead."

"What?" She questioned. Her father couldn't be dead. No.

"He was shot yesterday night, and he didn't make it."

"Who shot him?" Veronica asked, gulping.

"We don't know. It was a hit and run. He was at a hotel in the city. As soon as I found out, I raced here to tell you before someone else could."

"Is it bad that I'm upset?" Veronica cried out, resting her head on her mother's shoulder.

"No, Mija, of course not. He was your father. No matter what he did, Veronica, I know he loved you more than anything in the world."

"Right after I had threatened to kill him," Veronica cried as her mother wiped her face.

"What happened? Why did he leave in the first place?" Hermione asked.

Veronica sat up straight, "He was killing the town, piece by piece. We had enough and uh- we all teamed up and ran him out of town. Hell, he burned down Pop's. Not to mention once we scared him away he blew up Archie's house with him and Betty in it before he left."

"Oh, Mija. I'm so sorry. Your father went insane."

"Mom, we have to hold a funeral for him. No matter what." Veronica told her mother.

"You're right," Hermione said, nodding.