The Damaged -RIVERDALE-DISCONTINUED

TWENTY FIVE

Literally just a bunch of random scenes.

"We were gonna run away, the three of us. Manic was going to help me start a new life. So on the morning of July fourth, I woke up, I packed a bag, and I went downs to start my new life. Just like Manic, Jason, and I planned. We were gonna meet on the other side of Sweetwater River, but mom and dad found out everything," Polly Cooper said, her younger sister Betty hanging on to her every word, "there was a woman drinking tea in the kitchen- and two men were behind her."
"Oh, my god."
"They threw me in the back of a van. I was screaming, I don't think I stopped until I got here," Polly paused, before looking at Betty hopefully, "have you to talked to them? Do they know I'm here?"
"Who, Polly?"
"Jason and Manic. If I give you a message, will you make sure it gets to them?"
"Polly, Jason and Madelyn-"
"What do they think happened? They know I'm here because of mom and dad, right?"
"Polly, you don't understand-"
"I can fix this, Betty. I know I can," Polly started rambling on about their plans, "we can go to the farm, just like we planned."
"Polly, stop." Betty could no longer stand to listen to her hopeful sister.
"What's the matter Betty? What? What is it?"
"Jason-"
"What, did something happen to him? Something bad?" Polly asked hysterical, "oh, my god! Oh, my god! I knew it! What about Manic? Is she okay!"
"He-he's-"Polly was now sobbing, not hearing her sister stutter out an explanation, "I'm sorry, Polly, I'm so sorry."
At this point a nurse had heard the older blondes yelling and rushes over, giving a glare to the younger one as Polly was rushed off.

Since Cheryl's mother had proclaimed the end of Cheryl's river vixen rein, Cheryl had been more devious than usual, hoping to find either dirt or something useful to hold over her mothers head-and just like she expected, a new piece of information had dropped into her perfectly manicured hands.
"Speaking of breaks," Cheryl said with a smug grin, her partner in crime standing next to her with the same look, "how much is big one worth to you, mother? Letting me be a river vixen again?"
"What on earth are you talking about, Cheryl?"
"I have information for you," she looked over to the sheriff, once more smiling smugly, "both of you."
"And we think you'll find it, very interesting," Manic said, cocking her head to the side with a smirk.

"Dad, don't you want to see this family back together?" Jughead asked his dad, completely in shock at his father's unwillingness, "mom and Jellybean could come home. I could come home. It's not too late."
FP didn't miss the exclusion of his eldest daughter.
"Would we really be back together if your sister wasn't here?" FP asked, knowing that as much as he'd like to think otherwise it was his fault she wasn't home already. Jughead shook his head, staring at his father with sad eyes.
"She's not here because of you, dad. That's not on me to fix, and it's not on mom or Jellybean either."
"Then who's it on?" But FP knew. He knew who it was on.
"You."

"I think she may be a tad busy." Veronica whispered, catching sight of the Blossom gang and the police force strutting through the forest, most likely there for the same reason as them.
"Alice Cooper, where is she?" Penelope Blossom asked venomously, "where's Polly?"
"You think if I knew that, that I'd be out here with the mosquitoes?" Alice retorted, the rest of their search party coming to her side to form a united front against the cold hearted Blossom's.
"Face facts, mommy dearest, Polly killed Jason," Cheryl cut in.
"She escaped from the asylum once, who's to say she didn't before? Say, the day Jason got murdered?" Clifford accused, no one catching the slight quiver of his fisted hands.
"The noose is tightening around your murdering daughters neck," Penelope finished, her words hauntingly quiet, "I know it, Sheriff Keller knows it-"
"Now hold on."
"-and I promise you, when we find her, and we will find her, the entire town of Riverdale will know it too."

Hours later Cheryl Blossom stormed into Thornhill Manor, both enraged and confused.
She rushed up the stairs and bursted into the room of Madelyn Jones.
Manic looked up, started.
"Did you know?" Cheryl asked, her arms crossed and nostrils flared.
"Know what?" Manic asked, scooting her way to the edge of her bed and standing up, moving to stand in front of her redheaded friend.
"That Polly was pregnant with Jason's baby."