Unknown Feelings

8: A Kiss Before Dying

Chapter 8: A Kiss Before Dying

"Unfortunate news for Ms. Grundy; Yesterday evening, Grundy was strangled with a cello bow, inside her Greendale home on the other side of Sweetwater river

By the autopsy; her death concluded of various of injuries and Grundy died within sixty seconds of her strangulation.

Her students haven't commented on her tragic death. But it has been recent a events; Grundy had sexually manipulated her students and it's been rumored that Fred Andrews knew about her and his son.

Andrews hasn't yet confirmed if he knew about his son. After just a week ago waking up from an comatose state. His family has asked for privacy at this time.

On other news; Jughead Jones has woken up from his comatose state as well. His father, FP Jones; has spoken about his state.

"My son has woken up and thanks for your prayers and wishes. I won't be commenting on what happened to their teacher. Although, it's tragic. My son recently told me that Grundy tried to sleep with him too. So therefore, I'm not all sadden by the news.

We still don't know who tried murdering my son or Fred. I won't rest until whom did it has been taking accountable for their actions." FP Jones stated.

- Riverdale Register

It had been two days since Ms. Grundy's death took over the town. FP decided that he would pay a visit to his old friend.

The door swung open, revealing Fred. FP immediately mentally cursed at how weathered his friend looked. Fred welcomes him inside, while holding his hip with one hand and the other on the door knob.

"FP, What are you doing here? You made it very clear that you were done with us."

FP sighed," I was never done, Freddie. I was an idiot I'll admit it."

Fred sat on the bench outside his home, listening to FP. He always knew FP felt left out," Uh, I hate to ask FP.... but what caused you to leave us behind?" The chuckles stopped causing FP turn to toward him.

Here it goes, all the lies and here is what he said," I don't know, Freddie..." he nervously scratched his neck, avoiding the truth. He held in so long. Yeah Fred I love your wife and that's why I never spoke to either of you, he thought almost angrily at himself. Instead he says this, "I was a jerk back then and now that I'm starting to realize somethings—"

"Forty years you changed , huh?" Fred jokes. FP rolled his eyes and playfully punched his arm." Shut up." Fred smirked, shaking his head and said," No way Jose!"

It felt just like old times. They were acting like neither of them broke apart. For a fact both of them wanted it like it was before. But they were both too afraid of asking for that again.

"FP, how's Jughead handling all this? I mean I didn't know about Grundy. If, I just had locked her away, this wouldn't have happened."

FP shook his head," It's not your fault, Freddie. Grundy used sex against teenagers. You were just trying to keep your son away from the media. That's all you were doing. Yes, when I found out about Jughead's run in with her. I had different options. I could've A: Report her. B: She was already dead and c: I could've went after myself when I notice things going unusual."

FP normal doesn't open up about his feelings but this needed to be shared. They both understood each other's pain.

Fred sighed," I guess you're right... I just don't feel she deserved to die... not like that..."

FP also agreed, but another part of him wanted to be the one that did it. No, he'd never hurt a woman or left alone any women ever.

"Freddie... she was awful person. She had sex with teenagers, she kinda got what she deserved."

FP knew that Fred had too much kindness in him to believe that someone could be so awful. That's what FP loved about his friend. It didn't matter what he did or hadn't done. Fred always defended him. Which made FP feel rotten for dropping him all those years ago.

"We have a job to do, Fred."

Fred looked up towards him with a confused look on his face," What job?"

"To protect our kids, Fred. Too much horrible has happened in this town. It's our to protect our kids. It's not like this town has been doing it their-self."

Fred nodded along," Alright, let's protect our kids." He says with a smile.

—-xx—

A few days later, Alice came home from work and noticed a letter with her name on the dining room table. She reached over and grabbed it. She examined the envelope with sharp eyes and then tore the seal.

I murdered Grenadine Grundy that night in her house across from the other side of Sweetwater River. I shot Jughead, Fred Andrews and Moose and Midge Klump. No one is safe. Everyone is a sinner and prepare to die.

- The Black Hood

Alice screamed, dropping the letter. Her heart pounded against her chest. What was happening? Why was she being targeted? Fred's voice came from the corner, she fell into his arms in panic.

"Alice? Alice, what's going on?" Fred found his wife screaming on the top of her lungs, sobbing uncontrollably on the kitchen floor.

Alice didn't say anything, she just handed the letter to her husband. Fred read each line twice before dropping it in fear. He tried to contain his fear. He had to protect his wife and kids; just like him and FP agreed.

"He's gonna kill is! He's gonna kill all of us, Freddie!" She cried, latching onto his shoulders, soaking through his work shirt.

She had to fix herself before the kids got back from visiting their friend in the hospital. They couldn't find her like this. She was the one had to protect them not the other way around.

"Shhh, I gotcha, Baby. He's not gonna kill us. We're safe; our kids are fine. I'll protect you, I promise if that's the last thing I do." With his words she starts to calm herself down, still sobbing light but not like she was before.

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I decide to put the Black Hood in here. I'm not sure who's it gonna be yet. Still working out the details. I just finally updated. I'm graduating today! I can't believe it. I'm so nervous! Thanks for reading this book. ❤️🎓