/five/

522 12 2
                                    

Warning: Some physical and verbal abuse. 

PLEASE READ BELOW!!!!! 

A/N: Hello my loves! I can't believe we're at 37k! That's so crazy and amazing and love you all for it. Also I'm so close to 1k hearts/faves, so if you could help me get there that'd be amazing. I would love to see more comments, as it motivates me to update more. And if there's anything specific you'd like to see for Dallas and Sweets PLEASE let me know. I could definitely make it happen. Okay, once again thank you for caring about my girl Dal so much. xoxox


Dallas had spent an entire day, buried in a stack of books in the library. She had dug through old newspapers and yearbooks, searching for the names that had haunted her thoughts, keeping her up all night. 

She had finally found a Riverdale High yearbook from 1988. She had flipped through the pages, finding plenty of names she recognized, Lodge, Andrews, Cooper, even her own, Jones being featured multiple times. However she didnt pause to read until she came across her own face within the pages. Two blondes held each other close, like they were best friends. The caption identified them as Allie Smith and Cindy Wiley. Dallas traced her mom's picture with her fingertips, finally understanding why everyone had such a strange when meeting her for the first time. She really did look exactly like her mom. 

Dallas grinned and continued flipping, almost missing the football team photo, where her dad sat proudly next to who had to be Teddy. She smiled softly wondering what their lives were like back then when a toe headed boy in a wrestling uniform caught her attention. There was something strange about the way he looked, almost familiar, though she didnt think she'd ever seen him. However as she checked the name, a black nailed hand flew to cover her mouth, TJ Wiley. Bingo

She hastily flipped to the class pictures and sure enough found both TJ and her mother next to one another. They were siblings at the very least, twins possibly. She grabbed the book and slipped it into her bag, forgoing the librarian and smuggled the book home. As she walked in the doors she was confronted by her mother and Teddy who had apparently been calling for hours. 

Dallas slammed the book onto he table. "Explain. Now mom. I'm not gonna stop until you tell me who this is." She pointed at the handsome blonde boy in the book that shared so many features with Cindy. Teddy looked over at his wife and knew she was backed into a corner. 

She sighed, "I think it would be best if I explained everything from the beginning. It was the 80's and life was, different in Riverdale...."

1988-Riverdale

Cindy shook on her Serpent jacket and sprayed her blonde tresses with nearly a whole can of Rave hairspray. 

"You're gonna be late Cin, dad's getting you soon," Blaire Wiley called down the hall of the trailer. 

"Teddy was gonna get me mom!" Cindy shouted back. She grabbed her bag and slammed the bedroom door. She ran down the hallway, grabbing the toast her mom had held out for her, before dashing out the door. 

"Cynthia, perfect timing," a tall, stern man said. His gray three piece suit went well with the gray Lincoln Town Car. 

She groaned and rolled her bright blue eyes. "I'm not going with you, or him." Cindy pointed to her twin, sitting in the passenger seat. 

"That is not up for debate Cynthia, we have things to discuss," the man said, his voice deep and threatening. 

Out of the corner of her eye she spotted the tan skin of her favorite guy, Teddy Fogarty. A sly grin crossed her lips as she quickly contemplated running. 

diamond //sweet pea//Where stories live. Discover now