Betty looked into mirror with big puffy eyes. She's been crying for weeks. She still remembers how it happened percisly, every detail.
How she Screamed at Archie because of his explanation.
How she yelled at Veronica who didn't even seem to give a shit about their friendship.
And how when she went to see a Jughead, she could see he was already over her.
She remembers the killers voice, threatening to murder a girl.
Her sister,
When she put on the mask and looked in the mirror.The way she looked like him, something she thought she would have in common with a stranger. She definitely wasn't proud of it.
This made the girl next door seem more like the creepy neighbor. She noticed how her family seemed more like a dollhouse. How her family was puppets and how everyone else had strings attached, including her, and the killer decided their every move.
Riverdale truly had lost it's Innocence, and it was sinking into hell.
Cheryl seemed to become the same thing, still grieving over her dead brother and being hung up by her father, she knew her mother couldn't care less about how she was, her mother was the same, it was a fact Cheryl could not deny. She was turning into another pawn in her family tree.
It was a family of four.
Then three.
And then there was two.
Who would be the first to snap.Archie started having secret meets with Reggie, By now Archie was highly addicted to the drug know as the Jingle Jangle. Reggie tried to cut Archie of from it, but it only made things worse.
Riverdale no longer had it's pep, it had it's sins though.
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F L A W L E S S ~ BugHead
FanfictionBetty gets trapped in a game of cat and mouse with the killer, Betty is slowly losing it, can Jughead save her from losing her grip.