They were greeted with the news, as if their fears were to race to the surface, and their hopes were to be debunked.
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The time of Jason's death having ended was a great one, along with the anti-climatic reveal of the black hood that was really only surprising because of how lame it was. Everything had been restored to Riverdale. Peace, laughter, and there was nothing to worry about in the small town with crazy ideas.
That was until the fateful night that was December 31, 2017.
The day the three bodies were found dead by impact. The night they found out that three unsuspecting humans, Ivy Ophelia, Sophia Reyez, and Alison Williams were found dead on the streets after suicide attempts.
But, they knew that there would have been no reason for them to take their lives. Especially Betty, whom of which was one of theirs cousins. She knew them in and out, and everything just didn't add up.
It made no sense, but now, things were going to tear their group apart if they dared to enter this territory due to their conflicting views on the matter.
Fear was what started it all.
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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