Resilience | Sweet Pea.

32 - Guilty Aftermath.

"Veronica are you seriously trying to manage me right now?" Jughead growls at Veronica.

The 5 of us, me, Betty, Jughead, Veronica and Archie all sit in the common room, Veronica had tried to talk Jughead into keeping the peace after it'd come out Mr Lodge had been the one who'd paid Tall Boy to de-head the General Pickens statue. I sit on the other side of Betty against the armrest. Betty and I had stuck close to one and other today, both feeling very unlike ourselves.

"Define manage?" Veronica says.

"People are going to lose their homes!" Jughead argues, I look up, looking grateful to see Sweet pea enter the room, he comes over, greeting the group and kissing me on the head.

"You okay? You didn't text back this morning?" He asks.

"Sorry, I didn't sleep well. Been kinda spacey." I lie, kissing his cheek, he nods, rubbing my back in support.

"Jughead, why don't you come over with your dad and sit down with my dad, and hash this out like civilized humans?" Veronica asks.

"Okay. One condition, your dad has to come to Sunnyside Trailer Park. I want him to see the people he'll displace." Jughead says.

"Fine but trust me; no one is being displaced." Veronica says.

"What's going on?" Sweet pea asks.

"Veronica's trying to get a meeting with FP about keeping the peace, you know with the trailer park and stuff." Archie explains.

"Well as one of the people losing their ho-"

"Oh my god, did you guys hear?" Kevin gasps, bursting into the room and cutting Sweet pea off. "My dad's scanner's blowing up. The police found another dead body this morning, there's blood everywhere."

I involuntarily put my hand on Betty's shoulder, she grabs my hand, holding it tightly.

"Could the Black Hood have risen from the grave?" Jughead asks as everyone around us gasps in shock.

"Did they say whose body?" Archie asks.

"Where did they find it?" Both Betty and I ask in unison, shocking the other in the process.

"The investigation's ongoing, but it was a gruesome execution at a motel, blood and brains splattered all over the duvet-"

"Okay Kev, we get it." Archie says, cutting him off.

"I gotta go." Betty says, quickly rising from her seat and taking off.

Everyone looks at each other in confusion before I grab my bag and take off after her without a word. I follow Betty into the bathroom as she stumbles forward, vomiting into the toilet. I rub her back as she does. She flushes the toilet and leans against the wall of the stall, I sit cross-legged in front of her.

"Betty." I sigh, rubbing her arm as tears stream down her face.

"Oh, Betty. Are you alright?" Cheryl asks softly, appearing behind me. "Do you need some help?"

"I'm fine, Cheryl." She sniffles.

"Let me grab you a towel-"

"You heard the lady, Cheryl, thanks." I snap.

"You have puke on your collar." Cheryl tells Betty before leaving the room.

I notice Cheryl's correct, and help Betty clean it off with some toilet paper.

"What're we going to do, Nova?" Betty says, barely in control of her breath.

"I don't know, B. But we'll work something out." I sigh.