Chapter 7- Key & The Lock Called
Edgar EverneverBetty arrives at school soon after and sighs as she takes off Jughead's spare helmet off her head and whips her hair around. She still carrying around this heaviness in her shoulders. Her mother's driving her crazy and now she can't stand living at home. Yes the drinking has stopped but now she's back in the cult. The same cult she promised she would leave and get her sister to leave too.
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FP and Jellybean get into his truck and head over to Riverdale elementary at 7:30 A.M. Jellybean's happy that she gets to spend all time with her dad. She hasn't spent any time with him in years. One of the reasons was his own doing and the other was her mother took away from her father and brother. She still is angry at her mom for doing that and not letting Juggie come stay with them. She still won't forgot the tearful texts from her brother. It broke her heart and she fought with her mom for weeks over it.As they pulled into the school parking lot, Jellybean's stomach lurched. Maybe it was nervous nerves. She hasn't seen Abby for a whole year. She wonders how it will go. Will she be mad at her? She doesn't know until she sees her.
"Jellybean?" A girl with dark hair with blue tips says. Her face grows happy and she starts racing toward her truck. "Oh, My God! It's really you!" She exclaims and her eyes blur with tears.
Jellybean leaps out of her dad's truck and practically jump into the girl's arms. She can't believe she gets to see her again. Her best friend wasn't mad at all.
"Jellybean! Where have you been?" Abby asks with a stern and hurt expression on her features
Jellybean can sense the pain her in voice as she asked. "Toledo with my mom." She gives a short answer since her dad is standing by her.
Abby seems to get to signal and they link arms. With their heads touching, Abby whispers into her ear,"We will talk later about this." Jellybean nods her head.
FP collects the paperwork into his arms and opens the door with his other free hand. He watches as Jellybean starts smiling and can't help feel happier for her. He hasn't seen her like this in forever and melts his heart as he sees her smile like that.
His head pounds from the headache in his head. Paperwork always caused him to have migraines and headaches; especially bills and oh taxes. Those were the worst and they should burn in Hell.
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Noon at Pop's, a blonde sat waiting in Pop's booth with her fingers anxiously tapping on the table. It seemed to nerve racking for the woman. She was just grateful nobody was pay attention.A few anxiety ticking moments later, Edgar appeared in his clothes made with herbal and recycled tea packets. His head was supported by a blue cap and eyes followed the man as he walked up emotionally exhausted Alice.
Edgar sent a smile and took a seat across from her. Alice was indulging her cravings with a Pop's shake. Edgar's teeth had in her in a trance. Sometimes she didn't even notice. "So, I'm glad you got your memory back. It was our spirits work." His tone calm and collected; like usual.
"So, what did you want to meet up?" Alice begins as she took a small bite of her cheeseburger.
Edgar quirks a grin," Ah, yes," He starts and reaches for her tapping fingers. Her aura wasn't relaxed and he could tell,"But first cleanse and then I'll say."
She starts deep breathing and humming a trancing tune. She feels more awake and takes the power from Edgar's hand. As soon as she took it. She was calmed and collected like he was. Only that she didn't know what he was saying was all bullsh*t cult and Polly was stuck with it too.
"I feel cleansed. Spirits will save my soul." Her words don't even make sense to anyone besides Edgar and Polly.
"Good,"Satisfied Edgar grins," Now, I'm here to tell you that. We have callings from Greendale. There's been a emergency and we've been called to help."
