Repeat: A Riverdale Fanfiction

In Memoriam

Everyone trudged into Riverdale Cemetary, with the raindrops falling continuously on their black umbrellas. Everyone sundered quietly and coldly, even in their heavy coats and jackets.

Everyone eventually stood in a semi circle around two newly planted and engraved headstones.

One read, "2001- 2020, Forsythe Pendelton 'Jughead' Jones III. Loving brother, son, student, writer, and significant other taken away too soon at eighteen years of age. He wrote countless stories and solved many mysteries along side his girlfriend, Elizabeth Cooper."

The other read, "2001-2020, Elizabeth 'Betty' Cooper. A sister, daughter, lover, writer, and junior FBI agent. She was a cheerleader, a writer at the school newspaper, and investigated many cases along with her boyfriend, Jughead Jones."

The gravestones were crowded with flowers, candles, beanies, a few serpent jackets, pictures, and way more.

Betty and Jughead were almost like the glue of the town of Riverdale, and when they 'died', it seemed like the glue seemed to dry and everything fell apart.

FP stood in front of their graves with Alice and spoke.

"We're here today to honor the loving memory of my son, Jughead Jones, and his girlfriend, Betty Cooper."

FP paused.

"I can't express how much I loved my son in words. He was an inspiration to the town of Riverdale, and so was his girlfriend, Betty Cooper. They both brought happiness and bliss and hope when there was none. Early on, Jughead was always introverted and usually kept to himself and wrote, as most of you know, but his friends at Riverdale High changed his outlook on life. They helped him when I was still in my darkest of times, and it made him open up more. Then, of course, he fell in love with Betty. Betty and Jughead were inseperable, and Jughead trusted and loved Betty more than anything or anyone else in the world...even more than me. Betty was his world. If he didn't have Betty, he wouldn't have anything or anyone else. I wish I could've gave him a better life that he deserved instead of being a drunk, which didn't solve anything. Wherever you are Jughead, know that I miss you so much and it's not the same without you here."

FP stepped back and Alice came forward.

"Oh, Betty. Why did you have to leave us so soon?"

Alice paused.

"Even though she had the same darkness her father had and was a loose cannon I couldn't control, she was perfect. From great grades to getting accepted to Yale, she had it all. She was a great student, daughter, and everything. She persisted when no one else would. She kept climbing when things were being hurled at her. She lived through it all. If I could go back and change her fate, I would. But if I could go back and make up for all these mistakes I've made in the last few years just to be a better parent, I would too. I hate to admit it, but Jughead and her were perfect for each other. They reminded me of a young me and FP. Jughead and Betty did everything for each other, to hell and back. They've been through so much that we don't even acknowledge. They solved countless investigations and wrote endless stories together. Of course, when they first got together, I didn't like the fact that Betty was starting to date, especially Jughead Jones. But then I found out they needed each other more than anything else, and I took myself out of the narrative. Rest in peace Betty and Jughead, I love you both."

Alice and FP walked back into the audience, and Kevin walked up to the front where they were a moment in time ago.

"Betty...she was there for me when no one else was, and helped me in any way that she could. Betty was my best friend all throughout our years at Riverdale High, and I can't express how much that has meant to me. Of course, I messed up along the way and became a jerk, but Betty still accepted me back as her friend. I remember when we were in the hospital together, and I asked her what was up with her and Jughead, and she told me that they said I love you for the first time to each other, and we were estatic. I mean, of course she was more estatic than me because she was that one who had been told and said I love you, but I was there in that moment with her. Riverdale isn't the same without Betty and Jughead. Rest in peace to you both."