《Broken (Jughead x reader)》Part 16
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~Y/N's P.O.V.~
The next day, during fifth period Biology, the shocking event of Cheryl Blossom's confession occurred. Penelope and Clifford Blossom rushed into the school and dragged Cheryl out of the principal's office where Sheriff Keller had been questioning her about July 4th. I was standing in the hallway with Arch and Jughead along with everybody else, waiting for someone to explain to us what was going on.
As soon as the story of Jason faking his death reached us, Archie knew he had to tell someone about the gunshot. Even though it was the right decision, it cost him two weeks of freedom after Dad found out he had lied to him. My brother was the one to tell me he was grounded as our dad had made sure I wasn't in the room while they were arguing, he knew the yelling bothered me. Not only was Archie grounded, but Ms. Grundy suspended the private music lessons they had been doing. This didn't bother one bit, in fact it gave some hope that they would drift apart.
It was the day after Archie had been grounded that we were at school and he left me with Betty and Kevin while he went to football practise. While he was gone, Betty, Kevin and I found Veronica, who was telling us about her date with Chuck Clayton when a notification went off on Kevin's phone. Opening it, he found a photo of Veronica and Chuck posted online, claiming that Chuck had given Ronnie a "Sticky Maple".
"What the hell is a 'Sticky Maple'?" Veronica asked, tearing the phone out of Kevin's hands.
"It's kinda what it sounds like, it's a Riverdale thing." Kevin told her.
"No, Kevin. It's a slut shaming thing. And I am neither a slut, nor am I going to be shamed by someone named, excuse me, Chuck Clayton." She looked really pissed. "Does he really think he can get away with this? Does he not know who I am? I will cut the brakes on his souped up phallic symbol."
"Or we could go to Principal Weatherbee." Betty suggested, trying to find a less aggressive option.
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"About the Coach's son? Who is captain of the football team and Riverdale High's resident Golden Boy?" She had a point there. Nobody would believe us, and if they did, they would find every excuse imaginable to ignore the facts.
"And, or I can expose him in the pages of the Blue and Gold! Yeah, I can do that!"
"No. Spoken like a true good girl who always follows the rules. Well, I don't follow rules, I make them and when necessary, I break them." Veronica said, beginning to make her way down the hallway, towards the boys locker room. Betty began to follow her and I had arms linked with Betty, meaning I was headed that way too.
"You wanna help me get revenge on Chuck, Betty, awesome. But you better be willing to go full dark, no stars. What do you say, in or out?"
Betty and I just looked at each other. We hadn't known Veronica very long and this was a new side of her. At least, to me it was. Betty had seen this attitude towards Cheryl during their Cheerleading tryouts. Veronica opened the door to the boy's locker room and started to push past all the football players.
"Veronica? Betty? Y/N, what are you guys doing here?"
"Don't worry about it." Ronnie told him, but he tried to step in front of her anyways. "I mean it, Andrews. Hit the showers and stay out of my way."
Veronica started to push through the small crowd again. As I passed, Archie grabbed my arm.
"What's she doing?" He asked.
"I don't know." I said quickly and proceed in the direction Betty had gone in.
"B and V." I heard Chuck say. "And Y/I." He said as I emerged from the crowd and grabbed Betty's arm again. "Menage a right on, ladies."
"This is disgusting. Take it down." Veronica said, holding up the phone.
"Whoa, whoa. Why are you so wound up? It's a badge of honor and you're not exactly virgin territory after your closet date with Andrews."
I rolled my eyes. So we're back to that again?
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"Okay, that's beyond irrelevant, Chuck." Betty chimed in. "You're not aloud to go around humiliating girls, for any reason, under any circumstances, you jerk." Nice one, Betty.
"Look, I get you're not a closet kind of girl, but hey, if you wanna ride the Chuck wagon, that can be arranged."
"Oh, god." I muttered in disgust.
"Oh don't act like you don't want it either, Andrews."
"Hey, Chuck, that's my sister." Archie said from behind some of his teammates. Chuck put his hands up in mock defense. Veronica scoffed.
"Let's keep this simple, so that your preppy murderer half-brain can grasp it. Take. This. The hell. Down."
Chuck took a step closer. "Okay, that high toned, bitch attitude may have worked on the betas you dated in New York, but you're in Bulldog territory." The boys around us started barking and growling like dogs. "But please, fight back.You'll only make it harder on yourself."
For "B and V" as they were now being called, that wasn't the end. They were going to fight back. It only took a day for Betty to find a group of girls that had been victims of the same stunt as Veronica. Ethel Muggs came forward and told us about had happened to her and about how some of the football players kept a playbook. Immediately, Veronica wanted to go find it. That night, I snuck out of the house with Archie, who was on his way to listen to the Pussycats practise. The former football player, Trev Brown, had told Betty and Ethel where he thought the playbook was and the next thing you know, Veronica, Kevin and I had joined the two girls in looking for the book of conquests, late at night after pretty much breaking into the school.
Cheryl joined us, unexpectedly, but I didn't care. Veronica and Betts however were a little pissed about it. As they were trying to tell her to leave, Ethel found the book, not even attempted to be covered up, in one of the players lockers. Flipping through the book, Ethel found the page with the latest conquests on it.
"'New girl'? Is that what I'm reduced to?" Veronica said, staring at her name on the page. "Nine points."
"Better than 'Big girl'" Ethel pointed to her name. "7.5."
"Polly's in this book." Betty said.
"Next to Jason's name." Cheryl said, but didn't really sound like she believed it. Betty walked away, not wanting to look at the book anymore. I followed her and put a hand on her shoulder.
"I'm so sorry, Betty." Veronica tried to console her.
"This isn't-Jason would never-"
"It's right there, Cheryl! God. Your brother hurt my sister. This is what guys like Jason and Chuck think about women. We're objects for them to abuse. And when they're done with us, they shame us into silence.They have zero remorse for the lives they destroy!"
"Maybe I don't know Jason." Cheryl said quietly, walking away from the book. Ethel kept flipping through.
"I'll take a picture. We'll show it to Weatherbee." Veronica said, pulling out her phone.
"Oh my god." Ethel said, disgusted.
"What?" Ronnie asked, looking back down at the book.
"They have a list of targets in here."
"What? That's awful."
"Y/N/N... your name is in here."
"What?" I said, walking over to look at the book. As I walked, my mind reeled and very quickly, it made sense. I stopped short. "Oh. Let me guess, football player's sister, hard to get alone, never dated anyone... crazy."
"Pretty much." Ethel said quietly.
"I don't want to see it." I decided.
After Veronica had enough pictures, we left the school and Betty brought me home. All I had to do was go through my window and get in bed. Archie however, was less lucky. I lied there and listened to him get caught and told he couldn't go to Taste of Riverdale. I felt bad for him, it was the first time that his song was going to be performed and honestly, he deserved to hear it being played. But the wasn't my decision.
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