Falice oneshots At Midnight

Memorial: 4x1

(Spoilers for 4x1. It's a tribute to Luke Perry. Make sure you have tissues.)

Dark as night, FP noticed that one person wasn't in the house. He looked in her bedroom, no sign of her. He knew that Betty was going through a lot too. It had been a devastating July fourth.

Fred Andrews, the man who saved his life in many ways had passed on. He was hit by a car, while helping a woman in need. He had seen his son crumble, as he wrote obituary for Fred.

He decided to take a stroll, with a flashlight held loosely in his hand, tears streamed his cheeks. He hasn't been able to really let himself break. He had to be the strong one— for his son.

He noticed that he made it all the way to Fred's grave. He knelt beside it, smoothing his hand over the engraving and gasped," Fred, I never got to thank you for what you had done for me... I'll never be able to repay you. I'll keep Archie safe and make sure Mary is okay. I will do that for you, Freddie."

He hadn't meant to walk to the graveyard. He didn't even realize that was what he was doing.

He was backing away, when he heard a soft gasp. He was in sheriff mode. His eyes loomed over the area, scanning every piece. His feet treaded through the dewy grass and he stops short.

"Betty?" He softly asks the wind. The figure moves, he could make out the face," Betty, what are you doing out here? All alone?"

Betty slowly moves away from her father's stone head. She blinks the tears, almost feeling guilty for grieving a serial killer," I-I wanted to p-pay my respects..." her voice trailed off.

He approaches her, noticing the tear streaks on her cheeks. His heart breaks for her. He knows that Hal was a horrible man, but that man was also a father. It's hard to believe he could be her father.

Betty was nothing like her parents. She was charismatic, caring and loyal. She was also brave, very tough and had a soft-heart.

"Oh... Betty." He utters softly.

Betty wipes her cheeks," I know he was horrible to this town, but he was my father. My mom is still missing, and now... Mr. Andrews is gone. He was like a father to me, he told me I shouldn't feel sorry for what he did. I just can't believe he's gone." She cried.

FP catches the girl in his arms. He whispers in her ear," It's okay to grieve. He was your father. I don't know what changed in the man, but I'm sure he loved you at some point before he went nuts."

He hoped that helped her. Betty sniffles softly as she blew her nose with a tissue he had given her. Betty looks up to Mr. Jones and sighs," I'm sorry I worried you. I didn't think anybody cared."

Betty's comment struck him," Of course,I was worried. You're my son's girlfriend, and you are cared about. Betty, it might seem like they don't. Fred wouldn't want you to feel this way. And we will find your mother. Even if it's the last thing I do. I will find her."

Betty followed him out the graveyard. When they arrived, Jughead was asleep next to his computer. Betty curled up next him and FP smiled at the sight. He grabbed a blanket and placed it onto them. "Goodnight, Jug, and Betty."

Betty smiled sleepily answering back," Goodnight, Mr. Jones."

—-xx

I cried so much last night. I thought it was so well put together. Watching the parents cry broke my heart. And it hurt even more it was their real tears. I still can't believe we won't have anymore Fred Andrews or Luke Perry.

That moment in the garage with Archie. That made me break down again. I basically cried the whole episode.

Again, I'm so sorry for the sad one shot, but I didn't feel like posting a happy one. I promise to make happier ones. I felt so bad for Betty. I have a difficult relationship with my own father. No he didn't kill anybody. I don't want to get into that. But he has hurt me in emotionally.

Betty has the right to grieve about Hal. I know he was an awful person, but he was still her father. You can't help who your parents are. Like Veronica can't help who Hiram is or Cheryl can't for Penelope. We aren't in control of our parents.

Rest In Peace Luke ❤️🙏🏻