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So in the spirit of giving and the fact that I am so excited about this story and what you guys have to say about it I am going to give you the first 5 chapters all at once! I really hope you guys like this story as much as I do!
"Fuck off, Jughead!" I yell and pull the covers over my head as my brother continues to shake me.
"Get the hell up, this is important!" He yells back and yanks me up.
"What!"
"Betty called me. Archie's Dad got shot." He says angrily.
"Why didn't you lead with that, you moron!" I jump out of the bed and throw on some clothes.
Jughead and I walk outside and he takes our Dad's motorcycle and I take mine and we drive beside each other all the way to the hospital.
We meet up with Veronica and Betty when we get to the hospital. We find Archie pacing back and forth in the waiting room while covered in blood. The four of us rush and hug him.
"I came out of the bathroom and there was this man, thief wearing this hood, with a gun on Pop Tate, and then he pointed it at my Dad and fired. And then he..." Archie trails off.
"And then he, what?" Veronica asks.
"And then he bolted. Then I was holding my dad, Pop Tate called an ambulance and it didn't come so I drove here and I don't know, maybe I should've waited, maybe I made it worse."
"No, dude, are you kidding me? You saved your Dad's life." Jughead pats Archie's back. "First Cheryl and now your Dad. If you keep this up you're gonna need a superhero name. Like Pureheart the Powerful."
Mr. and Mrs.Cooper and Mrs.Lodge walk over to us. "There isn't any new information. You're Dad is in surgery. He's gonna be there for a while."
Mrs.Lodge crouches down in front of Archie, "Have you talked to you Mom about any of this yet?"
"No, no I haven't called her." Archie stands, "I'll be right back."
Mrs.Cooper gives my brother and I a side eye. "What?" Jughead asks.
"Mom, do not start this." Betty says.
"Start what?" He asks.
"Yeah, what's going on?" I ask.
"Well, of course, I can't help but wonder if your Southside associates had anything to do with what happened to Fred." Mrs.Cooper says.
"What the hell?" I say and Jughead grabs my knee to keep to from getting up and knocking her teeth in.
