The Midnight Club Riverdale (Volume 2)

FP'S POV: Worst Nightmare

I'd never been so happy to see Riverdale in my entire life. Seventeen whole years I'd lived there and yet now felt like the best moment. It may have been a small, picturesque town but I sure as hell was glad to see it. I parted with Fred and made my way to Sunny Side Trailer Park. After spending a whole week locked up in prison, seeing the dirty Trailer Park was like heaven. I was glad to be out. However it still felt like something was off, I mean who was the witness and why would they come forward now? It just felt too good to be true. As I walked past each Trailer people stared at me as I walked past, some smiling and waving, others whispering or not passing any comment. I glanced over at Alice's Trailer to see if there was any sign of life. The blinds were drawn and it seem relatively abandoned. I guess she wasn't back yet. I eventually reached the other side of the Trailer Park and couldn't help but smile as I saw my trailer. There was Serpent jackets hung on the washing line and the curtains were closed. I trecked up the ramp and opened the Trailer door. I stepped inside and closed the door behind me, looking around "Guys I'm home! They released me can you believe it? A witness came forward and-" My smile faded as I saw my dad slumped on the couch, up to his neck in empty beer bottles. No. Not again. This couldn't be happening again. I thought he'd stopped? He said he'd stopped! "Dad!" I called, nearing him. I stepped over the bottles and placed my hand on my dad, shakjng him a bit "Dad!" He didn't even stir. There was no telling how long he'd been there for, he could've been there all week for all I knew "Dad! Jeez, what have you done to yourself? Where's mom?" He moved slightly and I heard a slight groan. I took my hand away from him as I watched him place a weary hand on his forehead. His hand dropped again "Dad! Where's mom?!" "She's....gone" He muttered, still half passed out. I shrugged "What do you mean gone?" "We had a row...couple days ago....she went back to her little gang....she's gone boy, and she's not coming back" I kicked the table nearby and a few of the beer bottles dropped off it and clattered onto the floor "Damn it!" I cried. Mom has gone. Left again. Just as I'd gotten her back "Why does this keep happening!" I screeched. My breaths grew faster and faster, the anger surging up inside of me. My dad stirred again "Boy....she's...not...coming-" Before he could finish he was out again, cold. I grabbed my bag in a temper and opened the Trailer door, closing it behind me and storming off. I had more important people to see.

I stepped into the Wyrme, the music hitting my ears and the smell of cigerrate smoke and beer wafting up my nose. It was quite busy, full of Serpents spending the last few weeks of their holidays "FP! Your back!" I turned to see Gladys walking up to me, a smile plastered on her face "Uh...yeah" I said. Gladys frowned "I heard what happened, I can't believe they would accuse you of something like that" I nodded "Yeah, me neither" Tessa strode up to us, a beer clasped in her hand "FP, oh my god are you okay? I heard they put you in jail? Is Alice out too?" nodded "Yeah I'm okay, and Alice is out as well, along with Fred and Hermione" "Good!" Gladys said firmly "I can't believe they go around locking random people up when it's obvious Penny is doing all of this, pulling the strings" She shook her head, a furious look on her face "How did they let you out?" "A witness came forward" I explained "Clarified that we were at Sweetwater River the night Janet was killed" Tessa smiled "I'm glad you guys are out, you didn't deserve that" I looked around "Hey where's Marie? Is she back from hospital yet?" Tessa's face lit up "Yeah, she gave birth the day you got arrested, to a girl, Antoinette" I beamed "That's great news- and everything went okay?" "Yup, her and the baby are fine, they're in their trailer now, she's accepting visitors" I scratched my chin "Well in that case I better pay here a visit then, do you think it would be okay if I visited now?" "Yeah totally" Tessa retorted "I think she'd be thrilled to see you" I looked over at Gladys who was still frowning, and then back over at Tessa "Okay, well, thanks" I said, turning around "Hey FP!" Tessa called "Tell Alice I wanna see her as soon as possible, okay?" "Will do" With that I turned away and left the Wyrme.

Marie and I had been friends ever since we were little. Our moms had been best friends so that bought us together. I was a loner growing up, I barely had any friends, but Marie was always there when I needed her. So in return, I'm always there for her when she needs me. It's only fair. Although for the past week I hadn't been able to do that so I felt as though I had so making up to do. I was going to help her out as much as I could. I approached Marie's trailer that was looking quieter than usual, no cops lurking about outside, guarding the door. I guess Marie had decided to let then go so she could have some privacy.  As I walked up the ramp, memories flooded back to me off me sliding down it as a little kid. It had been snowing heavily and we had toboggans, our parents insisted we stay inside but instead me and Marie insisted we would slide down the ramp in our toboggans. I recalled us getting into hers together, her arms clinging on tightly to me, wind in her hair. I suppose you could say we were best friends. Although since I'd joined the bulldogs, we'd drifted apart. I rapped my knuckle against the door, knocking. There was no answer. I knocked again. Also no answer. She was probably sleeping, after all giving birth is hard work, as is being a mom. Still I said "Marie it's FP!" "I'm out of prison! Tessa filled me in she said I could come see you?" No answer. Okay, she was definitely sleeping. Without even thinking that it could work I turned the handle on the door and it unexpectedly turned and opened. The door made a creaking noise as it slowly drifted open. I stepped inside and looked around "Oh, I guess the doors open, hope it's okay that I-" I trailed off as I saw what was lying on the ground. It was Spikes, lying on his, his body covered in blood. His hand was flopped to the side, almost lifeless. I felt the panic enter my body and I knelt down and turned Spikes over. His eyes were wide open and his face was pale. I looked down at his chest which was seeping with blood. The blood had gone through his shirt and was coming directly from his heart. I then came to the profound realisation that he was dead "Oh my god" I cried somewhat quietly. I looked up from Spikes and ran across the trailer "Marie!" I shouted frantically "MARIE!" I then quietened down as I heard a sound. The sound of a baby crying hysterically. I followed the noise and entered the doorframe of Marie's bedroom. I froze, unable to move as I saw the sight in front of me. Marie was sprawled out across the floor, her face red and bloody. Her eyes were closed shut and blood was welling out from her heart. For a second I couldn't move. All I could think was 'Is she dead? Is she dead? Is she dead?' Those words repeating over and over in my warped brain. I eventually moved and threw myself on the floor "MARIE!? MARIE?! CAN YOU HEAR ME?! MARIE!" I bent down towards her chest to hear her heart beat. There wasn't one. Her heart had stopped "NO! NO!" I cried, tears bursting out my eyes. I shook her and shook her, hoping for a sign of life buy there wasn't one. There was no life whatsoever. Still crying I shakily pressed down on her heart, harder and harder everytime "Come on!" I cried. I bent down over her lips and breathed air into them. I pressed down on her heart again for what felt like minutes, repeating the process. Pressing heart. Kiss of life. Pressing heart. Kiss of life. However nothing happened. Not even the faintest stir of life. She was gone. She was dead. I hadn't even been there to protect her. Instead I'd been locked in a stupid prison for days on end, sway from her. Now she was gone. And she wasn't coming back "MARIE!" I cried again, hysterical "MARIE!" Nothing came. I lent over her body and wailed, the genuine tears streaming down my cheeks. It had like for a moment, the world had stopped. Nothing else mattered but Marie. Her world had stopped forever, now she was trapped in an eternal darkness. My crying stopped for a second as I heard the crying of a baby continue. I looked up, still distraught. Just above where Marie lay was a cot, a relatively big cot. I stood up and stepped over Marie's aching body. Inside the cot lay a tiny baby, just newborn. She was wearing a pink baby grow and her face was squinted up, her face wet and blotchy. She was unharmed. She was okay. Without hesitation, I picked Antoinette up in my arms and cradled her "Shhh, it's okay" I said, my voice cracking "It's gonna be okay" Antoinette let out one more cry and stopped all together. I fell to the ground, the tiny baby still in my arms and sobbed and sobbed and sobbed. Marie was dead, and it was all my fault.