Lynchian" adjective to describe something inspired by the noted American filmmaker, David Lynch. And or to describe something that is incredibly macabre and incredibly mundane. Also Riverdale's status quo, reaching new depths of perversion with the discovery of a video tape in which someone wearing a mask of me is bludgeoned to death by someone wearing a mask of my girlfriend.
Mercy POV
I close my locker and I turn seeing Munroe. Why does no one make a sound when around me?
Me:Whats up Munroe?
Munroe:Can we talk?
Me:*shrugging* Sure.
We walk into a empty classroom and I lean against a desk and he looks at me.
Munroe:I just wanted to apologize for the other day. So I'm sorry.
I nod and look around.
Me:I guess I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have been so defensive.
He nods and walks to me, I look at him before looking away.
Me:I'm thinking about going Stanford.
He moves back a little bit and nods before shrugging.
Munroe:We can make that work... Unless you don't want to that's fine too.
I grab his shirt pulling him closer and nod.
Me:Let's worry about that once we get to that bridge, because so far? We still go to Riverdale High School, you're still here and so am I. Good idea?
He grins and hugs me tightly, I squeal as he lifts me up. We pull away and he pecks my lips.
I wish I would have waited to tell Alex about him, he's gonna talk about me.
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When I walk into my house I see Alex standing in my living room, Oh boy.
I drop my bookbag and walk over to him.
Alex: My parents are coming here.
Great this is just what I needed.
Me:Thats fine, when?
Alex: In twenty four hours. Exactly. Down to the second.
Me: Do they know about the situation going on with my parents? Nevermind my mom and her are "sisters" Okay so what's the plan?
We sit down and leans back into the couch.
Alex: I think it's time for mission Train Wreck.
Me:uhh... I don't think that's a good idea right now.
Alex: Why not?
I just got back with Munroe and I can not deal with the drama that comes with your family and trying to make them run for the hills.
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I stare at Reggie shocked by his request.
Me:Hell no.
Toni:I'm not letting your mangy bulldogs paw my girlfriends Vixens while she's handling a maple crisis... She'd kill us.
Reggie:Fine. If you want to laugh in the face of cold hard cash, be my guest.
I stand and slap my thighs and give one good 'ha' and he follows.
Reggie:That's not fair you're rich.
Me:*shrugging* You said it, besides I doubt my boyfriend would want me in some tickle fight.
Reggie:He actually didn't mind as long as you weren't touched by any guys except him.
This big-
Me:Well, I speak for both of us when I say no. Now good day.
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I walk into pops and sit down, when Carl takes my order. When he walks away I see someone walk up to where he once was. I look before doing a double take. I raise my eyebrow seeing Micheal. I gently toss my phone to the table and look at him.
Me:Can I help you?
He looks down and licks his lips before looking back at me. Before motioning to the table, I shrug and he sits down.
Michael:First Hi, how have you been?
Carl places my milkshake down and I thank him before looking back at Micheal and shrugging.
Me:I'm great, I have a lot of free time now. You?
Michael:*nodding* I've been trying to keep find time to relax. The shelter is slowly becoming over crowded, and the resident vet is acting like a pain.
Me:Sounds hectic. Isn't Jenson still working there?
He scoffs and I raise an eyebrow.
Micheal:Yeah, I quickly learned that he was apart of a cult and he used me and the job to get to you. I'm sorry.
I shake my head and smile.
Me:*shrugging* He's family, I get it, I used to anyway. How's your mom?
Michael:*sighs* She's not talking to me either... I suggested that Jenson get therapy for what he went through but she said he was fine... But he's not he's angrier, aggressive, he broke the door off the bathroom because my mom was rushing him so she could get to work.
I lean back and shake my head.
Me:That explains a lot.
Michael:He's done anything to you?
Me:He was tormenting me. But he stopped after I beat up his new girlfriend.
Michael:*scoffs* Yeah, sure you can call her that, she's a drop out addict.
Me:He's not using is he?
Micheal:I'm not sure, I haven't seen him in a month, he avoids me.
Now that I think about it, I haven't seen him recently either. I look at Michael seeing the worry in his eyes, I tap on my phone before tilting my head.
Me:You open for another helping hand? I'm a fast leaner and I'll work for free.
He looks at me and he gives that boyish smile.
Michael:That'd be awesome. So have you decided on what school you'll be attending?
I rock my body side to side before shrugging.
Me:Yes and no. I have my eyes set on Stanford but U of Chicago is calling me like a siren.
Michael:What do you want to do?
Me:Business, maybe history or literature.
Michael:Those are good schools for that. But I hope you pick Stanford.
Me:And why's that?
He smirks and I raise an eyebrow taking a bite of a French fry.
Michael:I'm going back to school.
Me:Oh yeah? That's great to hear, are you attending Stanford?
Micheal:Yeah. A friend of mines moved to Riverdale and I met him there. We both took a break.
I side eye him and pull my phone out and call Alex.
Phone call:
Alex: What?
Me:Get your ass to pops.
Alex:I just took my shoes off.
Me:Pull them on and get here bitch.
Alex:Fucking rude child.
I hang up and look at a confused face.
Micheal:Did I miss something?
Me:I'm pretty sure you know my best friend and if you do then this will be golden.
He chuckles and I see Alex pull up with his bike. He takes his helmet off and walks inside. He looks around until I wave, he pushes his hair out of his face and looks at Michael and Micheal does the same and he stands up both saying aye as hug.
Once they get over they're greetings Alex moves me over sitting next to me in front of Micheal.
Alex:How do you this little bastard?
I roll my eyes and he wraps his arms around my shoulder shaking me slightly.
Micheal:She used to volunteer at the shelter... Wait she's the one you work with, right?
Alex:Yeah, you really are everywhere aren't you?
I roll my eyes and reach for my burger but Alex takes it and bites into it. I just stare at him before looking at Michael then back to him, before smacking the back of his head making him bite his tongue.
Alex:Damn it!
Me:What made you think that was okay? I just got that!
Micheal starts to die but I ignore him as he smacks the burger back to the plate.
Alex:Next time you put your hands on me I'm putting you in a trash can head first.
Me:And I'll burn your hair.
We glare at each other until I grab my milkshake and take a sip ignoring him.
Me:Well, now I know this one has a responsible friend I can leave him alone.
Alex:You're barely old enough to be left alone yourself.
I flip him off and look back at Micheal.
Me:I'm so sorry that this is your friend.
He grins and looks at me shrugging.
Micheal:Can't be too bad if he's your friend too right?
Alex:Exactly.
I roll my eyes taking a fry from the plate offering Micheal some. We sit in the booth for another hour or so just talking and me listening to their wild college stories.
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I walk into the animal shelter the dogs and cats somewhat rowdy, I guess they're ready for their out time. I greet Michael as I put a apron on. Pulling my hair back out of my face.
Me:I'll take cats? Or do you-
Micheal:The dogs seem to listen to you better. I usually get barked at when I tell them what to do.
I shake my head before walking to the back. I make sure everything is clean or closed before letting the dogs out. As they run and play I play with some letting them chase me before I go and put the younger ones in their gated play area. Separate from the larger dogs but still out. As sit on the ground as I rub a golden retriever, maybe college isn't for me. I mean in my opinion it's more successful people who didn't finish college rather than ones who did. I'm already successful, I don't need the higher learning in the traditional institutionalized maybe I can find someone who will come with me to travel the world, learn that way. Enjoy my youth despite all the years Riverdale has shaven off my life.
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When I walk to my house I kick something, I look down and see it's a tape. I roll my eyes before grabbing it. It's been talk of some weirder videos coming out. I walk into the house and toss the tape on my tape on the couch, I head to the bathroom to shower.
When I come to the living room carrots in one hand I put the tape in and sit down once I press play it shows the parking lot of the Whyte Wyrm I frown and scoot up seeing them outside in a rocky area. I scoot up and watch as someone with a black hood comes up to 'me', I gasp and cover my mouth, I look for my phone and once I'm able to unlock it I call my dad. I watch as they slowly raise their hand, their body shaking.
Voice mail: Hello you've -
I hang up and call FP, he picks up right away.
Phone call:
FP:Hey sweetheart, what's up?
Me:I got a video-
I jump once I see and hear the gun go off , I feel my body freeze, I feel my lungs seize, why can't I inhale? I just stare at the body on the ground. I can't take my eyes off of the body. My body. That was my body. I hear them mocking me calling for help.
FP:Mercy! Mercy!
I try and hold back the tears but they don't stop.
I feel someone grab me and I flinch back looking seeing FP, I look around I feel him grab my shoulders and I look at him. I throw myself into his arms the first sound breaking from my throat. His arms tight around me, it feels suffocating but better than that stuck feeling.
He pulls away from me and grabs my face making me look him in the eyes.
FP:What happened, Mercy?
I shake my head and just hold at the scar, the burning sensation calming down as I hold it. He sits us down and pulls me into his arms as I cry, I see Jughead and Betty.
Jughead:Is something wrong with her stomach?
FP:She said something about a video, then she just stopped talking, then she just grabbed where they shot her...
Betty:They sent her a video of her getting shot by the Black Hood.
I'm tucked into his arms I try to stop the tears but they don't, I smell my blood, I can feel my ears ringing, I feel the pebbles digging into my body as I lay there, my throat burns.
FP: Let's go outside.
He lifts me up and I try to pay attention to the things around me, but I can't shake this.
FP: Calm down, look at me.
I look at him he grabs my hands and I feel my skin itch uncomfortably on my face and neck I pull away and scratch but he grabs my hands again.
FP:Come on, Mercy. You're with me, see me?
I nod and he nods he grabs my shoulder and I go back to my neck and scratch it but he grabs it.
FP: You're home. You're about to graduate in a couple of months. Take a deep breath, you smell the air? It smells like rain, right?
I take a deep breath smelling the rain from earlier.
FP: You feel the grass?
I clench my toes feeling the wet grass and nod.
FP: And I know you hear my voice. Can you tell me what you did before you home?
I take a deep breath but it gets caught before I try again.
Me:*shaky* I- I was with--with Micheal at at the shelter
FP:No stuttering, where were you?
Me:... With--Michael.
FP:Where?
Me:The animal shelter.
FP:Are you safe?
I nod and he rubs my shoulder pulling me into him, I hug him back.
FP:You know you shouldn't have watched that alone.
Me:I didn't think--
FP:That's a first.
I feel a small smile reach my lips and I pull away, scratching at my neck the braids bugging me. I still feel the shakiness in my hands, adrenaline still running through my body.
FP:Come on. You're okay, you know I won't let anything else happen to you. You're safe.
Me:Thanks for answering FP.
FP:Always. Come on.
We walk into the house but not before cleaning my feet and FP making me drink half of a water bottle, I was freaking out not dehydrated but I'm thankful for the care. We walk into the living room and I see Betty taking the tape out. She looks at us her eyes are red, Jughead stands up and looks at me.
Jughead:This was at your door step?
Me:Yeah, I thought it was just them closer to the door or something.
Betty:Who could know how this happened?
Jughead:Someone got the video of Clifford killing Jason, maybe someone found a way to get the video from the police.
Me:Whoever did it can drop dead for all I care.
FP:Calm down, even if I agree with you... I think it's best for you to stay with your parents for the night Mercy.
Me:I called my dad, he didn't answer... And I doubt he'd let me in just because I got scared of someone acting out my attempted murder.
FP:Where is Alex?
Me:He should be on his way home. I'll just wait until he comes home, I'm sure he's more than willing to stay over and be a guard dog.
Jughead:We'll stay here until he gets here.
Me:Guys-
FP:You're not changing our minds, young lady.
I roll my eyes and watch as Jughead head for the kitchen FP rubs the top of my head before following him. I sit with Betty and she sits next to me. I see how stiff she is and I raise an eyebrow.
Me:Bet-
Betty:I'm so sorry Mercy. I- I still can't believe my father did that to you. You out of everyone here you didn't deserve that. And I know we talked about this but-
Me:It's fine Betty, I swear, what your dad did mess me up but trust me I'm not dead so I'll learn to live with it.
Betty:No Mercy, I don't want one of my bestest friends to learn to live with what my father did to her. Not to mention the time he chased us through school and what happened in the forest. I would have lost my mind. You're so strong.
Girl I definitely have some screws loose after all this. I'm not wrapped to tight anymore.
Me:So are you, so don't worry about it okay? we'll get through this, then we'll be out of this town. Free, even though no one is truly free of Riverdale.
Betty:*sighs* Yeah.
I hear Alex walking into the house and when he clears the hallway he frowns seeing Everyone.
Alex:What's going on?
FP:She got a video of her-
Alex:Who sent it?
Me:We don't know Alex, but it's the freak.
Alex:Alright, you guys are staying over?
Jughead:No, we were hoping-
Alex:Oh trust me I'm staying over, you guys can head home.
FP nods to him before they all hug me. Once they leave Alex looks at me and pulls his hair from its ponytail.
Alex:Want to do my hair?
I smile and nod, I go and grab the flat iron and a comb and brush grabbing the heat protectant. I jog back downstairs and grab a pillow before putting it down between my legs on the floor, he chuckles and sits down plugging in the flat irons. I brush his hair out before putting the top into a bun.
Alex:Are you okay?
I nod as I rub the protectant on his hair before running the irons down the hair.
Me:I'm fine, I just wasn't expecting that, I just froze, I don't know how long I was until fp and the others came.
Alex:You may need to get some help.
Me:I don't need therapy, I don't even think about the situation until something brings it up and even then I'm fine. Just seeing it again somewhat it just got to me. It through me off guard.
Alex:Burying it isn't any good.
Me:Everyone has their way of doing things. Stuff like that doesn't bother me on a day to day basis. I don't know why but it just doesn't.
Alex:Because you're soulless.
Me:Whatever. How's your parents?
Alex:A pain in the ass! They are determined to see you so don't be surprised if they are here tomorrow.
Me:Okay. I'll make that pecan pie for your dad I know he loves it.
Alex:Glad you offered because he asked me to ask you to make it. I told him no, you aren't anyone's personal bakery. No one's except mine.
And Jughead's, Sweet peas and Toni's.
Me:Don't be so cruel tomorrow please? They don't deserve that.
Alex:They do.
Me:Fine, but please for me?
I know he's rolling his eyes, I gently yank his hair and he looks back at me, I kiss his forehead and he lifts his head so I can continue.
Me:Thank you.
Alex:Shut up.
Me:I'm serious.
Alex:I'll do anything for you Mercy, you know that, even if it means letting your heavy handed ass braid my hair in those single braids.
I laugh and he chuckles.
Me:I won't braid your hair. Even if your hair looks nice crinkled. We should try curls.
Alex:No.
Me:Yes.
Alex:I hate you.
Me:No you don't.
Alex: Hurry up I'm sleepy.
I grab the comb and continue to do his hair.