ROYALTY | RIVERDALE

chapter -12

chapter 12 || 012

'the dead bodies club'

I don't know why but I feel good. 

I mean Penny could legit rat me out to the cops any hour of the day, but I didn't feel that weight on me like I did before. I didn't even know it was there but now I feel a little free.

The Riverdale high hallway was booming with students as I made my way to the bathroom. I even saw Reggie on the way and sent him a smile. 

There was something going on with that boy and I kind of want to figure out what it was. But then another part of me didn't like his whole 'Northsider' act that he was giving me. 

I opened the girls bathroom door but I almost stumble back out when the bombshell of the school comes walking out.

She doesn't even give me a glance.

Oh well.

I head inside ready to let out this bladder that has been killing me since I woke up. Those Jones' really knew how to hold up a bathroom.

A sniffle breaks the silence in the bathroom making me pay more attention to my surroundings. There was Betty on the floor, in a mess. Her eyes were puffy and red, even her nose. 

Slowly I walk into her stall and she doesn't meet my gaze.

"Is it cramps? I think I have some Advil in my bag." I pointed to my bag behind me but she shook her head at me. It smelt like bile in here too. Maybe it was something she ate? "Anything I can help with?"

She finally meets my eyes and she looks broken. 

It couldn't be Jughead right? As far as I knew the two were fine, they were close to making sweet love on the couch I sleep on last night. What could have happened?

I turn around and head for the tissues, grabbing a fistful and make my way to the sink. I turn on the faucet and run the tissues under the sink for less than a second and then turn the water off. My shoes squeak against the floor as I slowly walk back to Betty.

Holding out the tissues for her to take I take a seat in front of her. Her breathing was all over the place, her face was a mess and she smelt of faint bleach. 

Sweet Riverdale Betty, what did you do?

"I can take a stab in the dark and come up with a few guesses as to what you did just by your state. But I won't say the words." My voice filled the girls bathroom like water and her eyes snapped back to me in a heartbeat. "You know you can tell Jughead right? He can comfort you, help you too"

Betty starts shaking her head like a maniac, a couple of tears flowing down her red cheeks. "No I can't- you can't tell him either. Please, Diana. I can't-"

"I've done it before." I share quietly, placing my head against the stall and shutting my eyes. Now was the perfect time to let it slip that I buried a body before and killed someone. "I was sick to my stomach for a while, until I told someone. Someone I could trust."

"I didn't do it. I just helped. I helped clean up the mess and now I can't get the thought of it- the smell of it out of my mind." Her voice filled the bathroom this time and I lifted my head off the stall and looked at her again. "Can I trust you?"

"Yes you can. I won't tell. But you've got to get a hold of yourself. or let someone else step in."

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Just two gals walking though the forest. We weren't doing anything unusual per say. Maybe we came out here to talk in private.

Or maybe we came out here to look at the body.

"I brought gloves, just to be safe." I let Betty know from beside her and she nodded silently. She was gonna have to live with this for the rest of her life. I mean I know I 'm gonna. And I did the whole murder thing.

We walked in silence until we reached an old tunnel of sorts. I took out the plastic gloves and we both put a pair on.

Betty walked in first and I was right behind her. Her flashlight shined on the carpet with a blanket laid over it that stick out like a needle on black fabric. Jesus, I know she's an ammeter but the carpet? That was gonna get her arrested quicker than ever.

She bent down and lifted the carpet up and there was the body. A man just pale and still and never to breathe again. Betty stood against the walls of the tunnel as I stared down at the body. This was some really really bad stuff.

"Betty I want you to consider it again- telling Jughead. This is some deep-" I whispered over to her but I came to a halt when a phone started ringing. Holy shit! I didn't have a phone on me and I don't think it's Betty's. Her body went too still for it to be her's.

She bent back down again and reached for one of his pockets, but she didn't find anything. So she sighed and reached for the other pocket and sure enough a phone was in her hands. She watched it ring until it didn't anymore and stood back up with the phone.

"47 missed calls. Oh my god Diana what if he's a good person? With a family?" She questions as she tucks the phone into her pocket. She wasn't gonna get far with that thinking, and she wasn't going to get over this like that either.

"Betty, you can't think about that. It's gonna hold you down. Just- let's go." I soothed her a little as we headed out of the tunnel. "And make sure that GPS is off." I reminded her and she quickly fished the phone out of her pocket and started going through it.

"Thanks Diana." She added graciously and I turned around to face her.

"Don't thank me yet. That hiding spot it not that good we've got to think of a better place than that. Or if we can get rid of the body." I explain to her but the look on her face turns sour even at me telling her that. There was no way she could do this on her own, she just can't stomach it. Even I can't. "That's later on, let's just get out of here."