𝙎𝙃𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙎 𝘫𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘫𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘪

─ xxvii. botanical

"Yeah," Kevin added. "I'm pretty sure wherever he is, he's gonna be okay. Maybe he just needs time."

"They're right," Betty agreed, offering a friendly smile. "He'll be back,"

Lola wished she could believe them. But the way his voice sounded. It was so....dark and not Manic. Like a void or something.

"Anyways," she said, changing the subject. "You need a singing partner, Archie?"

Archie nervously grinned.
"You're gonna be my partner?" He flirted.

Lola didn't catch the tone but Jughead did. He frowned and glared at the redhead, tightening his hold on Lola's small waist possessively.
She felt the grip and started to rub his hands. Making him relax.

"No, but Veronica can do it," she said, shooting that down.

"Veronica, I didn't know you can sing," Betty said with a surprised smile.

Veronica smiled. "Like a nightingale, what do you say Archikens? Be the Jay to my Bey?"

"Yeah, since you know..my girlfriend is gonna be with me and Betty during the event." Jughead taunted, earning a glare from said red head. Betty and Lola looked at each other.

"I am/she is?" They said in unison. Jughead gave them both looks, which made them play along.

"I am/she is." They said again in unison with confirmation lacing their voices.

-

Caramia walked through the parking lot of the local Grocery store with three bags in hand. She was still thinking about Manic and his whereabouts. So worried for her son, she couldn't do anything right. And neither could Geovani.

She kept to herself as she walked over to her car. She opened the trunk and proceeded to place the bags in, not noticing the figure walking close to her.

"Caramia Cordova," the deep voice made her jump and almost drop her purse. She stood up straight and whipped her head to the source. And there he was...

FP Jones. He looked handsome as ever and very much alive. He held a smirk on his face and his hands were in his pants pockets.

"Or should I say...Montoya now?"

"Forsythe..." She whispered, still in shock.  FP chuckled a bit, walking closer to her. She took a step back, not liking the way he was looking at her.

"You look....wow!" He said, looking her over. "You simply are stunning, aren't you? It almost seem like yesterday when I use to watch you walk past me in the hallway....daydreaming about you, admiring you from afar."

"What are you doing here?" She asked almost sternly.

"I mean no type of harm," he said, holding up his hands. "I was just in the neighborhood with the Serpents and I saw you walking out....just decided to say hi to my first love."

"That was a long time ago," she said, glaring at him. "If I remember correctly, you were the one who left me all those years ago."

He smiled at her. Looking over her body again. "And boy, was I stupid... I see you married that rich boy and now you have three what.....Cuban- Puerto Rican kids? They must be good looking if they came from you... Well. I do know two who look like Richie Rich..."

Caramia frowned. How did he know she had kids? No ones seen him in such a long time to even tell him. And he must be talking about Manic and Jack. That thought sent her to panic.

"Where are my sons, Forsythe?!" She demanded. "I swear if you did anything to them I will-"

"How's your daughter, Carrie?" He interrupted her. Caramia paused, turning white. He smirked, seeing her fear. "Her names Lola, right? Yeah, my son is dating your daughter, right?"

"....how did you know?" She asked, shakily.

FP shrugged, uncaringly. "One of my members is gay, he use to date his friend and then something about seeing them together or whatever."

"Don't you dare do anything to her!" She exclaimed angrily.

FP shrugged again, raising his eyebrows. "Tell the truth, Carrie...tell them the truth, that's all they want."

Caramia frowned in confusion again. Who was 'they'? And the truth about what?

"Besides," she stood super close to her, making her nervous. He moved a strand of her black hair out of her face. "You're too beautiful to hurt....I sometimes wonder if I'm ever gonna stop being in love with you..."

"I'm happily married now....remember that," she said venomously, glaring at him. FP chuckled wholeheartedly, stepping away from her.

"Still as beautiful and funny as ever," he said through his laughter. "See you around, baby!"

Caramia watched him walk back to his motorcycle, still not believing the words he just spoke. Now she was more worried for Manic, Lola and now, Jack...

............

That was a hell of a reunion...

Mama Montoya and FP were each others first love, what a bomb to be dropped!

You think Manic set that up?

I have a good feeling about it.

Also.....Void!Manic y'all!

It's the beginning!!
Hide ya kids hide ya wives! He's snatching up everyone, including your edges!!

Lol let me stop😂

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