Queen Bee(C.B.+T.T.)

The Girl Who Lived

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You can't kill a bad bitch. I survived assholes.

But I'm getting that bastard back. Jackass.

Tried to kill me. Gonna have to do a lot worse than a gunshot wound and a few minor scars.

Mom and Dad were pissed at V for leaving me. But I wasn't I forgave her. I mean I did deserve it. I mean I wasn't shocked. He wouldve found me. I'm not an idiot.

People are calling me 'The Girl Who Lived." it's funny. Saying I'm lucky. I mean i feel lucky. But what I don't get it why leave me alive?

I should've died. But I didn't. That's the part that scares me.

It's strange. But hey I'm already in therapy my life can't get much worse from here.

It's almost Christmas time. me and the boys have been hanging a bit more.

I get to Pops and see Jughead at our booth and then I see Fred and Archie putting up a tree for Pop. "Heyyy there's our survivor." I smile at Pop. "How you doing Violetta?" Mr Andrews asks. "Uhh better. I can't really feel my hands too well but the doctor said that it's normal I should get normal feeling by Christmas." I explain. "That's good glad to see you're doing alright." I nod. I sit next to Jug.

"Hey, Jug." he closes his laptop. Archie sits with us. "You guys gonna stay in town for break?" "yeah. We were gonna visit my mom but she booked a singles cruise so..."

"How's Varchie?" I ask. "We've been better." "Bughead? I ask. "Betty and I haven't been in the greatest of places either." "Jughead you wanna Christmas tree for you and your dad? On the house." Fred asks.

"It would have to be a small one Mr A." "So I'll see you guys at Kevin's secret Sant thing?" Archie asks. "Yeah. Because that sounds like a great idea." "Definitely not gonna bail last minute and come to Pops for cookies and hot cocoa." We laugh.

He gets up and goes back to helping his dad. "Nice scar Ghostface." "Holy shit you're right this does remind me of Scream. You know your dad looks a lot like Billy Loomis." I state. "What? No he does not." "Ya he does. I know I'm a lady lover but..."

I look at Jug. "I'm leaving." "What? jug?" He stands up grabbing his stuff.

"YOU CANT RUN FROM THE TRUTH!"

I sit next to Cheryl. "Veronica you're up next." She opens it. "A gift certificate for a couples massage. Thanks Josie." "You can go with Betty or Vi..." "I'd rather get shot again." They just stare at me. "Too soon?" I ask.

"My bad." "Or I can go with Vi if you want." I throw an empty box at Reggie.

"Oh dear god can we please get this torture over with?" "Betty youre next and mercifully last." Kevin states. Oh ya I got a Ghostface mask. From Jug. Irony.

"Well I think I know who picked my name based on these wrapping skills." She looks at Archie. I see V with a jealous expression. "Someone should be wearing green." I whisper. She glares at me and I lean back over into Cheryl's side. "My dad and I were cleaning out the garage and I found it." "The hell is that?" I ask.

"It's this old read a long record we used to listen to when we were like five." "Nostalgia best gift of all." I state. I get looks from Jughead and Veronica.

Oh I'm sorry I thought Veronica and Archie were friends and Betty and Jughead were...'on good terms'.

My bad!

"Hey Merry Christmas." I see Moose and Midge. "Hi." I get up and hug him. "Oh my god. Twins." He laughs. "See he can laugh." I state.

"Bee!" I turn around and see Cheryl. "What do you want?" I ask. "I'm sorry. I've been a bitch lately." "Really? Didn't notice." I say sarcastically. "I deserve that. Look I just want us to be okay. I miss my friend. I miss you. I promise to try to be nicer." She says taking my hands. "Fine." I state. She hugs me. I stand on my toes and hug her back.

We sit at the table for dinner. "Hiram. Was that a Spiffang bag I saw you coming through the lobby earlier today. It looked about the right size for a Glamerge egg." Mami points out. "That depends mi a more arhave you been naughty or nice this year?" "And there owe my appetite." I shove my plate away.

"Don't worry mi hija Santa has your lists too." "And please don't go snooping for the gifts this year. He hates that." My mouth drops. "I do not snoop. I just stick my head to the door and listen to see if it's heavy." "Santa can rip up my list for all I care. I mean look at us throwing ones away on bejeweled eggs like we're a family of Russian oligarchs when there are people in this town who can't even pay their own medical bills." She states.

"Since when are you a communist?" Mami asks. "Since Archie told me that he and his dad are drowning in Fred's medical bills. To the tune of $86,000." I choke. "Doesn't he have insurance, I mean the man was shot by-a serial killer you'd think people would be sympathetic." "Which is why I was thinking-" Dad cuts her off. "Absolutely not." "Sweetheart that's a lot of money." "The Lodge Charitable Trust has made its donations for the fiscal year. Fred Andrews will have to tighten his belt." Dad states. "Did anyone else feel that chill?" I ask.

"Said Ebenezer Scrooge. Fred's selling Christmas trees for extra cash Dad. I mean that's the kind of man, the kind of father he is." He stands up. "You know, I believe I've some work to finish in my study." He states.

I sit in the living room keeping an eye out for mom and dad while Ronnie goes in dads study to find some checks. I knock on the door. "Find it yet?" "Oh ya...I found it." "Cool get out before they get back and see you." I state. She comes out with files. "What are those?"  She hands them to me. "Land deeds?" I question.

We go into her room she calls the hospital using moms card but keeping it anonymous.

They come back while she wrapping gifts and I'm eating some cookies. "Finishing up some last minute shopping?" "We were but then we got the most fascinating call from our bank confirming a charge that was made to my credit card in the amount of $86,000." Mom states.

"It worked?" "Oh so that went through." We says with a smile. "Great. Yeah we decided that you would cover Fred's medical expenses." "Hell if you can buy Pop's and then lie our faces about it. Just curious how much does a diner cost?" I ask. Leaning my head back to look at them.

"You wanted a more active role in Lodge Industries and we let you have it. You wanted normalcy and we let you have it. Then you break into my office and try to use whatever you find as leverage? Now I admit there's a lot you don't know and that's on purpose." "How can we be part of this family if you keep hiding things from us?" She asks.

"Mija you think you wanna know everything but you don't." "My name is on all of those documents in your desk Daddy doesn't that mean I have the right to know?"

"Yes. Yes it does Veronica. But that means the time for being Daddy's little girl is over. Vi? Go to your room." I open my mouth to protest. "GO!" I groan. "I never get to hear anything." I walk to my room and shut the door.

Later on Veronica came into my room and explained everything. "Wow. That's a lot. But not shocking. And you're telling me this because?" "Contingency." She states. I chuckle. "Okay."

"We'll I'm going to Pop's wanna join." "Nah. I'm gonna watch the Grinch and call it a night." I state. "Okay night." "Night." She walks out and go to the door locking it. I go under my bed and pull out my gun. "This is gonna be one hell of a year."