I Killed My Ex || Veronica

Chapter 1 - the dead, the living and the half-living.

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I walk in from university, slumping my handbag in the hallway.
"Reggie, I'm home!" I shout.
"Oh cool." He says. He's in the living room. I walk in, confused at his sarcastic tone.
I see Polly. I just assumed he was talking to her.
"Oh hey Polly." I say as she gives me a funny look. Polly has been helping us paint the house for several months. She's been a great help.
"So, how are you all? Should I make us some dinner?" I say. "I've got a few days off so i can help you paint tomorrow."
"Yeah uh we need to discuss something over dinner." Reggie says.
I smile.
"Oh okay." I sigh. I walk into the kitchen.  Polly follows me.
"Would you like a glass of wine, Polly?" I say.
"No thanks. I've got this" She says, leaning against the counter. I pour a glass for myself. I put on my maroon 5 CD, shaking my ass slightly to the beat.
"I heard Archie isn't working music but he's still writing." She says, sipping from a glass of coke.
I turn round.
"I don't want to hear about that ginger and how he's spending his stupid ginger life." I say.
"Calm it V, I was just saying. How's the law course going?" Polly says.
"Good. I'll be a cop soon." I smile.
"What about your dad? Is he still in prison?" Polly says. I nod, rolling my eyes. Dad was in and out of prison over the past 5 years. When he got out, he went back in several months after. After my dad was out of the picture, Archie was a bit of an ass. He never had time for me anymore. I had to cut it off as reggie seemed interested and well, here we are now. So happy. I walk out of the kitchen, with plates of toast, sausage, eggs, bacons and beans. It was cheap but it went a long way. You have to be careful, student loans are not a lot. Reggie had a job at an office which meant that Polly had to paint alone some days. Sometimes with just me and it was such a laugh.

We sit at the table. The silence is deafening. As we were clearing up, I pipe up.
"So what did you want to say, reg?" I ask.
"Oh yeah, we need to break up." I drop my red wine on the white carpet.
"What why?" I say.
"Well I got Polly pregnant again and I like her now." He says. "And you're paying for a carpet."
"Why would you do this to me reggie?" I say, tears in my eyes. "It's because I refused to lose my virginity to you, isn't it?" I sniff.
"Maybe. Maybe not. Don't say that when the twins are here. Maybe I fell out of love Veronica." He says.
"Bullshit." I say.
"Language! I've put all your things in your car. You can leave now." He says.
I grab my keys and what I had left here. A box and my keys.
"You'll regret breaking up with me Reggie. Forever." I wipe a tear from my cheeks.
I drive to Fred's construction site, my mom'll be there working. I know Archie works that as one of his two jobs. Only part time at the construction but that's only on his days off. He has no life. I sigh.

Walking on the construction site, the smell of new wood enters my nose. I walk to the front desk. Mom gets up and greets me.
"Hello, Veronica, what brings you here?" She says. Fred looks up from his newspaper, raising his eyebrows. He looks back down.
"N-nothing. Reggie, just cut things off... he got Polly pregnant." I sigh.
"Oh. I told you to stay with Archie." She says.
"Mom! Not now. Fred, do you have any work to do? I ruined his carpet." I sigh.
"Yes, you could operate the new car wash. You got a GCSE in ICT. All you gotta do is press a few buttons. You have 10 minutes before the next run." Fred says.
"Thanks Fred... can i work here for a while, until I get on my feet." I ask.
"Sure. It's not me that has a problem with you or you have a problem with me so."
I walk off to the car wash. The windows roll down.
"Geraldine Grundy?!?!" I say.
"Oh hello... do I know you?" She says.
"Yes. I was a former student at Riverdale High. Veronica Lodge."
"Ah I remember you Veronica, are you and Archibald still a thing?" She says.
"Nope. I've just broke up with Reggie after 5 years."
"Oh uh I'm sorry." She looks at the sign. "Shit Andrews construction. Damn. I heard it had a good car wash. Archie isn't here, is he? He can't see me. He hates me."
I shake my head.
"Can I have a wash, don't tell Fred."
"I won't tell if you don't..." I smile, pushing my shades up. She sips her milkshake.
"So, Veronica, I'm going for a drive later. You can come if you want." Grundy says.
I nod. I haven't ranted to anyone in a while. I need this.

((Later that night))

So here I am, in grundy's car. I never thought I'd be in this situation. Was it the worst ever Veronica Lodge idea? Mmm... probably.

We roll into a forest and grundy stops.
"Do you ever... regret dating Archie?" She asks.
"No." I sigh. "What's done is done..."
"I do. I almost lost everything." She says.
"Well, what happened?" I say.
"Well, he played a lovey dovey song and I kissed him. Then feelings developed."
"So it's not your fault." I say. We hear distant shouting. It sounded like it was at us.
Grundy passes me a gun.
"What?" I say. 
"I've been on edge for a while. People are out for my blood." She says.
"What?!?!" I say. Why am I suddenly in danger.
"Don't shoot, Veronica. Just show you're armed." She says.

We both get out of the Car. I hold the gun, my hands trembling. I've never held a gun before. Tonight I will be breaking a lot of rules. Even as much as being armed, does this make me as bad as my father?
"Geraldine..." I say, my voice squeaky. "This is a bit sudden. Is it real?"
"Do you want me to shoot you to find out?" Geraldine says.
This is when I knew all of this was a bad idea. I see a figure approaching us. My breathing hitches and I thought this was the end. Until...
"Veronica?" A voice slurs. Before thinking, my finger slips and I hear the gun shoot in my hand. I look down. There lay a dying reggie holding a scotch bottle. I killed reggie mantle. I killed my ex. What am I supposed to do.
An off-duty cop turned out to be out that night, walking his dog who can smell a dead body from a mile away, even if it's fresh. A guy named peter. Needless to say, I got dragged in a cop car. So here I am, getting dragged to jail and who knows what awaits me there.
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