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Attack

Chapter thirty-six: Attack

Drea stared at the letter in front of her, reading the words over and over. Betty stood beside her as she sat on her bed. "So this guy, he didn't say who told him to give it to you? No description, nothing?" Betty questioned.

"Nope. Nothing." Drea sighed.

"We have to tell Jug." Betty walked over to her phone.

Drea hurriedly stood up. "Wait, no stop. We can't. Then he'll worry, and I don't want him to worry."

Betty sighed. "So what? You're going to lie to him?" She questioned.

"Not lie per say, just hide the truth a bit." Drea spoke softly with a smile while Betty gave her a blank stare.

Drea's smile stopped. "Yeah, ok. I'll tell him just give me a bit."

Betty nodded.

A small creak made the two girl's head snap to the door. The previous events made the town experience fear like they haven't felt. The quiet town of Riverdale had become something that the people didn't exactly take a liking to.

People were afraid to walk the streets alone, shops closed early, and locks were added to doors.

Michael made sure his house was extra secure. He couldn't lose his family. Isabel was mostly afraid for her daughter. She couldn't handle losing her child. Not again.

Betty and Drea looked at each other before the brown haired girl walked towards her bedroom door.

Drea took her swiss army knife from her pocket. Her hand softly rested on the knob before she slowly turned the knob, pulling the door open slightly. She peaked out, looking side to side, seeing a clear hallway.

Furrowing her eyebrows, she walked out of the room, which made Betty grab her hand. "It's fine." Drea whispered.

The two carefully stepped down the hallway. They threaded like they were walking on glass. They were careful not to make a sound.

When they got to the living room, they looked around but saw no one. Maybe it was just the wind. The place was old after all, but now, after everything, there was no room for doubts.

Another creaking sound came from the direction of their coat closet. "Wait here." Drea whispered to Betty. She crept towards the closet, her hand gripping the knife.

Her hands reached for the handle of the door when it was pushed open, causing Drea to step back quickly.

Quickly walking towards her was a man in black hood, the eyes cut out. His eyes blue. Without hesitation, Drea lunged toward him, trying to pierce him with her knife.

He dodged her attacks before knocking the knife from her hand.

"Drea!" Betty yelled. She tried to run towards them while the hooded man roughly grabbed Drea's arm.

Drea landed a kick in his side, which resulted in him letting her go, which gave her a chance to run and grab Betty.

The two of them ran towards the front door, but he was faster. He grabbed both of the girls' arms before he took out his gun and swiftly hit the back of Betty's head with the barrel of his gun. Drea took hold of his hand, but he hit her forehead with the gun.

She slowly let go of him her body, going limp on the floor.

The hooded man stood over the two girls. He stooped down to Drea. He tilted his head, thinking how much she looked like her mother. When he snapped out of it, he stood up and swiftly exited the house.

The sun shined through the curtains when Drea came to. She held her head, the throbbing pain hitting her like a ton of bricks. Her fingers brushed across her forehead, feeling the tender spot on her head. She winced softly.

That was when she noticed a pair of feet by her head. Betty.

She slowly stood up, ignoring the wave of dizziness she was experiencing. She stumbled over to the blonde who was lying with dried blood at the back of her head.

"Betty?" Drea said, softly shaking Betty, who stirred awake. "You ok?" Drea pushed some hair out of Betty's face.

"Are you?" Betty asked, seeing Drea's face.

"Yeah. I'm ok. My parents didn't come in last night, but we need to get to the hospital. You may have a concussion."

"Yeah, you too."

Drea helped Betty up before going to the room where her phone was she dialed Archie's number.

After a few rings, he picked up.

"Hey Arch."

"Drea?" Archie noticed the change in Drea's voice. "What's wrong?"

"The man in the hood he uhm- he was here last night." Drea collected her bag and walked back to the living room where Betty was sitting, her head in her hands.

"What? Are you ok?" Drea could hear Archie moving about.

"Yeah. Betty was here, too. We tried to run, but he knocked us out with his gun." She left out the part about her trying to fight him. She knew Jughead wouldn't have approved of her trying to be a hero.

"I'll get Jug. We'll be right over." Archie told her before hanging up.

"Archie and Jughead are on their way here." When Betty nodded, Drea went to her bathroom. She stood in front of the mirror seeing her distraught state. Her hair was disheveled, and the blood from her forehead had dried.

She looked at her right arm to see that a bruise had formed. She clenched her jaw, staring at herself.

How did he even get in? The windows were locked, and the doors had extra locks. How could she let this happen? She let Betty get hurt. Sure, the man in the hood was bigger than her, obviously stronger, but she couldn't get over the fact that he was in her home.

The sound of a knock on the door made her jump, her eyes wide. She grabbed two cloths before wetting them and walking out.

Archie and Jughead stood in the living room. Jughead immediately rushed towards her. He wrapped his arms around his girlfriend. Drea sighed, finding comfort in the boy's embrace.

"Are you ok?" Jughead pulled away. He examined her face, looking at her forehead.

"It's fine." Drea handed Betty one of the wet cloths. Betty placed it behind her head.

"We don't have ice." Drea said. She began to wipe the blood from her forehead.

Archie began to pace, his thoughts running wild. Drea's gaze didn't leave the floor. She couldn't let this happen again. The man in the black hood needed to be stopped she didn't know how, but if the police couldn't do anything, then maybe Archie and the Red Circle could.

Of course, she wasn't going to risk going out now. She knew Archie wouldn't let his best friend's girlfriend get hurt again, but she would help them in any way she could.