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Fuel The Fire

-inspired by Derek and Addison from Grey's Anatomy season two I believe.

Everyday and every morning, Fp Jones would go to work. Him and Fred Andrews started up together. Fp and His wife Gladys have been married for years. They have two children together. Jughead Jones, their oldest. Jughead is 16-years-old. Jellybean his little girl is 6-years-old.

One frosty night after work, Fp opens the door to his home that he shares with his wife and two kids. His feet stop at a sight. He sees a familiar looking jacket on the living room floor. He doesn't think of it until it's too late. He keeps on stepping through the house in oblivion.

He starts nearing the staircase. He can heard strange noises coming from upstairs. He feels his stomach tighten and his mouth go dry. He didn't think it could be what he was thinking. He keeps going and fights the bubbles churning in his stomach.

And then it happens. His hand shakes as he turns the knob and then his throat catches a lump. He can't believe what he's seeing. His eyes burn with rage and coldness runs through his veins. This can't be happening. She would never do this to him. Apparently he was wrong. Awfully wrong. He felt betrayal fly through his heart like a sword.

He squeezed his eyes tightly and licks his lips. The image of his wife and Hal Cooper burned into his brain. Her body arched as he taunted her. His stomach plummeted. His wife was cheating on him. No having an affair with Hal. A guy he considered to be a great friend. And he does this to him.

"Looks like I have some company." He mocks as his voice fills with pain and sarcasm.

His wife jumps away from Hal and her face goes white. He starts turning away and heading for the door. He can hear her shouting for him. He could care less at this point. He just wants to leave this house and break down in secret.

"Fp! Wait! Wait! Don't go!" Gladys shouts as she holds the door closed so he can't leave.

He huffs his chest and rolls his eyes." Get your hand off the door, now." His voice was low and angry.

She knows he has every right to be angry with her. Fp can't even look her in the eyes. He's so devastated." Fp, please..." Her voice shakes.

"No! I'm not going to stay. You fucked one of my best friends, Gladys!" He shouted as he flung his arms and pushed out his way.

"Don't take—"

"The kids?" He sees her nod," Too late you should've thought of that before you fucked him!" He slams the door behind him.

He's so angry. His heart pounding as he jabs the keys into the ignition. His hand shakes vigorously as he swerves out of the driveway and squeals away. His eyes burned with hatred. He hates Gladys and Hal so fucking much. They didn't only fuck with him, but the kids too. Not to mention Alice. He didn't want to tell her the news but he knew she has the right to know.

He arrives at Alice's door, heart pounding intensely and his teeth clenched. He watches as her door flies open and it's not her. No it's his son. He can't face his son right now. He didn't even know himself until—- he had no clue since when. It all happened so fast.

"Dad... are you okay? You're shaking...." Jughead asks as he observes his dad.

His body shook and his eyes just looked like death hit them. He sees how his dad's facial expression dissipates when he sees him. He wonders what's going on.

"Uh..." Fp pauses and scratches his neck nervously." Is Alice home?" His son nods his head and disappears into the other room.

Moments later he comes back with Alice. Alice instantly notices something isn't right with him. She's known him for years and knows a lot of things. She knew him so well. They did date for threes before her and Hal got together and eventually got married.

"Fp..." He turns to face her and she sees his eyes. There's betrayal behind his eyes. She can feel his heart pounding as she seats them on the couch.

"Al..." He pauses again and swallows the lump in his throat. "I don't know how to tell you this..."

"What happened, Jones?" Her voice was filled with empathy and his heart breaks even more.

He still can't get over the fact his wife cheated on him. Alice notices his shoulders shrug and instantly pulls him close. His throat grows thick with tears lining the inside.

"Hal—- I found Gladys and H-al in bed together, Al..." Alice feels like she's been hit with a truck.

"What...?" She lets out a soft gasp and her eyes start lining with gloss.

Her husband of twenty something years slept with her best friend, Fp's wife. She can't even breathe. This isn't fair. She starts clenching her hands and tears slide down her cheeks as Fp pulls him into his arms.

He's aching in pain too. He swallows again and nods." Yeah... it's true. I saw them with my own eyes." He growls the last word with pure distaste.

Little did they know, Jughead, Betty and Polly heard the whole thing from the staircase. Jughead bit his lip from screaming out loud. He couldn't believe his mother. He thought she loved his dad. His dad didn't do anything wrong. Betty curls her fingers into her palms as hard as she can. Her whole world has been flipped upside down. Her father had an affair and not only that it was with Jughead's mom. Polly only was stepping on the steps when she heard the news and plopped on the stair. Her father. The man she cherished her whole life was a bad man. He was awful for cheating on her mother. All she wanted to do was wrap her arms around her mother until her mother stopped crying. None of this was fair.

"Al..." Fp's voice was calm as he stroked her back. She looks up to him and smiles." Yes?" Her voice was raspy from all the crying. "Fuck them. We can be on our own without them." She nodded. She agreed.

"Fuck them." She giggled as wiped her tears as she curled into Fp's chest.