2 | Game of Survival [JUGHEAD JONES]

CHAPTER SEVEN

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     ARCHIE HEARD A NOISE OUTSIDE HIS HOME and he immediately perked up. He saw a man outside... in a mask. His heart beating fast, Archie knew what he had to do. Go after the man who almost killed his father.

Rushing out the front door, Archie tackled the hooded figure to the ground. Ready to avenge Fred Andrews.

"Stop! It's me." Archie knew that voice and stopped at once. The mask came off and in the dim light, Archie saw who it was.

"Are you freakin' insane? What the hell are you doing here, Reggie?"

"Delivering your uppers, clearly the last thing you need," Reggie panted, out of breath for being beaten up by him. "You've lost it, Andrews."

"You're the one here wearing this hood." Archie defended, motioning to the hood in the other boys hand. 

"It's called a prank, I didn't expect you to attack me, " Reggie grumbled. "What if I had been the guy? Eh? You would have just tackled him?"

"Yeah. Damn right."

"He has a gun, Andrews. He's shot people. Only a dumb ass lunatic brings a baseball bat to a gunfight."

Those warning words would not affect Archie, he was out for revenge.

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     IT WAS QUIET IT POP'S DINER, ALREADY A GRAVEYARD. No one was there, and it was a bittersweet sight. It was once a place filled with laughter. Jughead had come to visit Ginny on her break but ended up eating with Betty while Ginny did her sidework. Since it was so slow, Pop told her to get her work done so she could leave early. So she was, sitting in the back folding silverware and wiping all countertops down. Occasionally she would hear the conversation her bboyfriends d, Betty, and Pop were having. 

"So, why'd you do it, Pop? Did they make you an offer you couldn't refuse?" Jughead asked Pop suddenly, wondering why change.

"Who's buying it? Do you even know?" Betty was more pressing, wanting to know who the mysterious buyer was.

"It shames me to say. ChugMo." Pop shuddered as he said the large corporations name out loud. As a small family diner it was sad to see it turn into something completely different.

"The liquor store chain?" The two teens were aghast at the news, the realization that change was afoot.

"Hey, could I make a request of you, Pop? For a last supper?" Jughead asked the older man, knowing that Pop would do anything out of the kindness of his heart.