Mighty Mean Girls Written by Archie-Fan betty_cooper72@gmail.com Betty finds herself caught in the middle of a feud between her friends and Riverdale High's 3 biggest and meanest female student ****************************************************************************** ***************** Betty Cooper was on her way to the school library, the 5'6" buxom blonde not quite running but walking at a brisk pace. The hallways of Riverdale High were currently empty, but it was almost second period and soon the hallways would be full of students. Betty had gotten out of class early so she could get to the library and make sure she got one of them better computers. The library was at the west of the school which was the opposite end of where Betty had started. She hurried down the halls and passed the gymnasium doors. She then rounded a corner and came to a stop, a little surprised by what she saw. Her friends Veronica Lodge, Archie Andrews, Reggie Mantle, Jughead Jones, Ethel Muggs and Dilton Doiley were all gathered outside a group of lockers doing something. Ethel spotted Betty and whispered something to the others and they quickly closed the lockers. Betty wasn't sure what was going on, but she knew whose lockers those were, and they didn't belong to any of her friends. "Um... what's going on?" Betty asked worriedly as she approached her friends. "Nothing you need to worry about Miss Goody Two-shoes," Veronica responded. "These are Cheryl, Sheila and Ginger's lockers," Betty stated nervously. "Yeah what about it?" Reggie said as he got in Betty's face. "You obviously put something in there, what did you do?" Betty inquired. "Just a little present for them," Veronica replied with a smirk. "Something Dilton cooked up." Betty's eyes went wide with shock. Cheryl Blossom, Sheila Wu and Ginger Lopez were three people one did not want to mess with. The three girls had all transferred to Riverdale High from the prestigious Pembrooke Academy a little over a year ago and had turned the social dynamics of the school upside down and essentially taken control of the school. "Are you crazy they'll kill you!" Betty exclaimed. "Only if they find out," Jughead pointed out. "You're not going to tell them, are you?" Veronica asked menacingly as she got in Betty's face. Veronica was actually an inch shorter than Betty, but in her high heels she stood a few inches taller. Betty nervously took a step back. She did not like the position she was being put in. Betty didn't know how to respond. "Are you?" Veronica repeated as she shoved Betty. Betty staggered back and tripped falling down onto her but. She looked up at Veronica as her other friends all circled around. Betty looked up at Archie whom she had known since childhood and who she had a dated. "Archie please," Betty begged. "I told the others we shouldn't include you because you'd snitch," Archie said. "But now you've gone and gotten involved anyway, so you'd better keep your mouth shut." Betty lowered her head and fought to keep back tears. She couldn't believe her friends were treating her like this. "Get her up," Veronica said. The next thing Betty knew, Ethel and Reggie were hauling her to her feet. "Open that locker," Veronica ordered Dilton. Dilton went over to a locker and in a matter of moments unlocked it. "Stick her inside." Veronica commanded. "No! No!" Betty protested. "Gag her or something," Veronica said. Jughead stuck what seemed like a sweaty sock in her mouth as Reggie and Ethel tied Betty's hands together. Then the three of them along with Archie forced Betty into the locker. Veronica then stood in front of the locker looking at Betty. "This way we'll know you'll keep quiet," Veronica said with a sneer. She then slammed the locker closed locking Betty in. "Come on let's get out of here before first period ends," Veronica said. "And besides we're not done yet..." The six of them dispersed leaving Betty alone in the locker. It was dark but Betty could see a bit through the slits in the locker. She had a view of the lockers across which just happened to be those of Cheryl, Sheila and Ginger. It wasn't long until the bell sounded signalling the end of first period. The hallway soon filled with students, however many of them steered clear of this section of the hallway. And soon Betty could hear the familiar voices of the three girls as they approached their lockers and moments later the three of them came into view as they approached their lockers. Betty was terrified at the sight of them. Cheryl, Sheila and Ginger were three of the biggest and strongest people that she had ever seen. Sheila Wu was the first to come into view. She was the shortest of the three but to say that was misleading. Sheila stood an impressive 6'7" and was a terrifyingly muscular 330 lbs. The Asian girl of mixed Chinese and Korean descent had long black hair that was streaked with pink. She wore a denim skirt with a matching vest with nothing underneath allowing her show off her enormous cleavage from a pair of basketball sized tits that seemed to perfect to be real. Next was Ginger Lopez, she had Puerto Rican parents and stood a tall 6'8". She wasn't quite as muscular as Sheila but only by a little as she weighed 325 lbs. She had brown hair with blond highlights and brown eyes. She wore a pair of tiny cut off jeans and a tube top that was stretched almost to the point of ripping by her wide muscular back and enormous tits. Cheryl Blossom was the biggest and strongest of the three. She stood a towering 6'9" and weighed well over 340 lbs. She sported what Betty thought were the largest biceps of anyone male or female on the planet. She had bright red hair which cascaded down her huge back which rippled with muscle and she sported a pair of gigantic tits the size of beach balls which were encased in a tied off blouse that could still barely contain them. As the three of them reached for their lockers Betty wanted to close her eyes but she couldn't help but watch. There were three small thud noises of small explosions followed by loud splats and a moment later all three girls were roaring with rage as they were covered with bright paint. As Betty watched in fear Cheryl ripped the door off her own locker and folded it in half like it was a piece of paper. Ginger kicked the locker next to her the door caving in and snapping off it's hinges. But when Sheila stomped across the hallways and drove her fist into the locker next to the one Betty was trapped in Betty let out a muffled yelp. "What the...?" Sheila wondered. The next thing Betty knew Sheila had ripped the locker door off and Betty tumbled out and fell to the ground at Sheila's feet. "You, I bet you did this!" Sheila said angrily as she raised her foot. "No wait," Cheryl said putting a hand on Sheila's chest and pushing her back. "She's tied up and gagged. She probably didn't do this, but I bet she knows who did." Cheryl motioned to Ginger who bent down and lifted Betty up to her feet. Cheryl then pulled the gag off Betty's mouth but left Betty's hands tied. "So do you know who did this?" Cheryl asked. Betty noticed that the school hallways were now completely empty. Nobody wanted to be the target of Cheryl, Sheila and Ginger's ire and Betty's was no exception. "Y-yes..." Betty stammered fearfully. "Who was it?" Cheryl asked her voice frighteningly calm. "Th-there were s-six of them," Betty stuttered. "I want names," Cheryl said. Cheryl made no threat, nor even an intimidating gesture. However the mere tone of her voice was threat enough. "Reggie Mantle, Archie Andrews, Jughead Jones, Ethel Muggs, Dilton Doiley and Veronica Lodge," Betty quickly spat out. Upon hearing the names Cheryl smiled. It was a smile that terrified Betty to her core. "Very interesting," Cheryl said. "I bet that little pipsqueak Dilton made those paint bombs," Ginger commented. "Nerd should have been doing our homework for us," Sheila grumbled. "Now my outfit it ruined." While Ginger and Sheila both seemed angry, Cheryl seemed bemused, and that frightened Betty more. "We knew they would fight back eventually," Cheryl stated. "They all must have their reasons, not that they matter." Betty had to agree with Cheryl's statement, her friends all had reasons to despise Cheryl, Sheila and Ginger. Both Archie and Reggie had been relegated to bench positions on the school's various athletic teams as the three girls were far superior athletes. Both Dilton and Ethel were forced to do homework for them, Dilton math and sciences while Ethel did English and history homework. In Jughead's case they had taken over two of his favourite places the school cafeteria and the local diner The Chock'lit Shoppe; thus depriving Jughead of his favourite activity eating. Lastly was Veronica and her reason was perhaps the most vain and selfish. Before Cheryl, Sheila and Ginger had transferred to Riverdale High about a year ago, Veronica had been the Queen Bee at school. With her looks and her father's wealth she essentially had run the social world at school. But all of that had changed and Veronica now found herself relegated to a lesser role, one that she refused to accept. Not only were Cheryl, Sheila and Ginger bigger and more powerful, but they came from families of equal or greater wealth than Veronica's family. "So Reggie Mantle, Archie Andrews, Jughead Jones, Dilton Doiley, Ethel Muggs... and Veronica Lodge," Cheryl said emphasising Veronica's name. "I bet that stuck up puny little rich bitch thought she was better than us." Betty knew that was exactly how Veronica felt but she said nothing. "Where are they now?" Cheryl asked. "I-I-I don't know," Betty stammered. Cheryl grabbed Betty by the shirt and lifted Betty up off her feet with one hand, holding Betty up effortlessly. "Then what do you know?" Cheryl demanded. "All-all-all that I-I-I- kn-kn-know is that, V-V-Veronica said th-that, th-th-they w-w-weren't d-done yet." Betty stuttered. "They weren't done yet?" Sheila asked confused. Cheryl frowned and set Betty down back down. "Where did head after leaving here?" Cheryl asked. Betty hadn't seen but she had heard their voices as they walked away. "Um... th-the parking lot?" Betty replied nervously before adding. "I think." A look of concern crossed Cheryl's face and she began walking towards the exit leading to the parking lot. "Bring her," Cheryl said. Ginger and Sheila each grabbed one of Betty's arms and they dragged her along with them as they followed Cheryl. As soon Cheryl stepped outside she let out an angry shout. "NO!" Cheryl roared. As Betty was dragged outside next to Cheryl she saw what Cheryl was so upset about. Cheryl, Sheila and Ginger all drove extremely expensive sports cars and their cars had been spray painted with crude drawings of penises, insults and other vulgar language. Cheryl's red and black Bugatti Chiron was the most defaced of the three cars. However Ginger's Pagati Zonda and Sheila's Maserati MC12 were also defaced. As Betty looked at Cheryl, her face got almost as red as her hair. Cheryl approached her car and then saw that the tires had all been slashed. She let out an angry roar and then smashed both fists into the hood of the car her hands literally smashing through. Cheryl then gripped the hood and ripped it off. Cheryl continued to dismantle her own car with her bare hands. Betty couldn't believe what she was watching, the car was worth millions of dollars and Cheryl was destroying it was nothing. Beside her Ginger and Sheila watched impassively. When Cheryl was finally done the car was in hundreds if not thousands of pieces. It would never be driveable again. "Feeling better now?" Ginger asked. "No," Cheryl growled. "I'm going to find Veronica and her friends." Cheryl went to head back into the school and Sheila and Ginger grabbed Betty to drag her along "Um... I don't think Veronica is still at school," Betty blurted out, not sure what she had just said that. Cheryl whirled around. "Why do you say that?" Cheryl asked her face still contorted in rage. Betty winced. However it was either her, or her friends who had cruelly stuffed her into a locker. "Veronica's car isn't here, neither is Archie's or Reggie's," Betty replied. "They probably all left school." "Then we're going after them," Cheryl stated. "Do you have a car?" Betty's car was her parents' old minivan which she had gotten for her seventeenth birthday when they had purchased a new one. "Um, yes," Betty said. She led them over to her minivan. Cheryl, Sheila and Ginger looked at the vehicle a little disgusted. "Ugh, I forgot how poor you were," Cheryl said. "Oh well this will do I guess." Betty felt insulted, but she figured she would rather be made fun of for not being as wealthy as Cheryl, Sheila and Ginger than be beaten up by them. They all piled into Betty's minivan. Cheryl rode up front next to Betty, Sheila was in the seat behind Betty, while Ginger sat way in the back. The first house they went to was Archie's, however his car was not in the driveway. Jughead lived just across the street and there was no sign anyone was there either. They continued on towards Reggie's home. The was no sign of Reggie's car, but Reggie's house had a garage. Sheila got out and went over to the garage door and ripped it open with her bare hands. The garage was empty. Sheila got back in and they continued on, at Dilton and Ethel's house there was once again no sign of any of the vehicles. That meant that all of them were most likely at Veronica's place. Betty drove to Veronica's house which was on the north side of town. Veronica lived in a large mansion on a big property surrounded by highwalls and with a big metal gate at the entrance. Betty pulled her van to a stop in front of the gate. Up the drive way she could see Archie and Reggie's cars. "It looks like they're here," Betty said. "But I don't know how you're going to get in. Veronica's not going to open the gate for you." "You think we need her to open the gate for us?" Cheryl asked with a laugh. "Ginger why don't you show her." "With pleasure," Ginger said. Ginger got out and walked over to the gate. She rubbed her hands together and then she grabbed onto the gate. At first nothing seemed to happen and then Betty noticed that the metal bars of the gate were bending and contorting, the metal began to squeal in protest. Ginger then let out a roar as the metal gate broken into dozens of pieces all over the driveway. Cheryl and Sheila both got out of the van. They started to walk up the driveway but then Cheryl turned and saw Betty was still sitting in the van. Cheryl walked over to the driver's side of the van. "You coming?" Cheryl asked. "Um, uh, I think I'll uh, wait here," Betty replied nervously. Cheryl glanced over at Sheila and Ginger before looking back to Betty. "No, you're coming with us," Cheryl said. Suddenly Cheryl grabbed the door of the van and ripped it right off its hinges. She then grabbed Betty and yanked her out of the van tossing her to the ground. Cheryl then grabbed the underside of the van and Betty watched in horror Cheryl turned the van over onto its side and the slid it across the ground till it was blocking the driveway. "Just in case any of them try and make a run for it," Cheryl said admiring her handiwork. She then grabbed Betty by the wrist and began dragging Betty behind her as she and the other headed up to the mansion. When they were all about halfway up the driveway the front door opened and Betty saw Smithers, the Lodge family's butler coming out. Betty guessed that he was probably going to see what had happed with the gate. "Hey what are you doing here?" Smithers demanded. Cheryl let go of Betty and marched forward past Sheila and Ginger towards Smithers. "We're looking for Veronica and her friends," Cheryl replied. "Well you were not invited and this is private property so I must ask you to leave," Smithers shouted. Cheryl continued to march forward towards Smithers coming to a stop in front of the butler. Cheryl loomed more than half a foot over him. "I'd like to see you make me leave," Cheryl said as she looked down at Smithers. Betty could tell Smithers was nervous but he wasn't backing down. "If you do not leave immediately I shall call the police," Smithers threatened. Cheryl simply scoffed and then grabbed Smithers by his suit jacket with both hands and lifted him up in the air. "Unhand me this instant!" Smithers shouted fearfully. "Unhand you? Are you sure?" Cheryl asked. "Yes unhand me!" Smithers demanded. Cheryl looked back at Sheila and Ginger. "Well you heard him, lets unhand him," Cheryl said. As Cheryl continued to hold Smithers in the air Ginger and Sheila stepped up to either side of her and each took a hold of one of Smithers' hands. Betty suddenly realized what they were about to do, she wanted to close her eyes or look away but she couldn't. As she watched Ginger and Sheila each ripped Smithers' hands right off, leaving him with two bloody stumps. Smithers screamed in agony as he looked at where his hands had once been, the bloody stumps dripping blood onto Cheryl. "Ugh, he screams like a baby," Cheryl complained. She then threw Smithers towards the ground back first. The back of Smithers head impacted with the pavement with a sickening wet thud his skull cracking on impact. "Guess he didn't want to be unhanded," Sheila said. "He should have thought twice before making demands," Ginger added. "Good work girls," Cheryl said. "But let's go find Veronica." The three of them walked past Smithers and continued to the mansion. Betty went forward and knelt next to Smithers to check on him. She went to check his pulse and found none, he was dead. Betty let out a gasp and crab walked away from the corpse. Cheryl paused and looked back. "You coming Betty?" Cheryl asked. "Or do you want to end up like the butler there?" Ginger inquired. "Unhanded," Sheila said with a sinister chuckle. Betty didn't know why they kept insisting she follow but it was better than them killing her like they did to Smithers. "I'm coming," Betty said as she got to her feet and followed. Betty was following about twenty feet or so behind Cheryl, Ginger and Sheila as they reached the mansion. As Cheryl and the others were walking up the steps the front door opened and Veronica's parents and Hiram and Hermione poked their heads out. "Smithers what...?" Hiram started to ask. He paused however when he saw Cheryl, Sheila and Ginger coming up the steps. "Who are you girls?" Hiram asked. Hermione noticed blood stains on Cheryl. "Is that... blood?" Hermione asked fearfully. None of the girls replied. Instead Sheila and Ginger merely calmly walked up to Hiram and Hermione respectively and grabbed a hold of them and then simply snapped their necks causing their bodies to drop to the ground like sacks of potatoes. Betty stood with her mouth hanging open in shock. Both Hiram and Hermione's eyes were wide open in surprise staring blankly towards Betty. "What the fuck?" Betty cursed under her breath. Betty had no idea what she had some gotten into but she felt she had to get out of here. She decided to turn and run away and call the police. "Going somewhere?" Cheryl asked breaking Betty out of her train of thought. Betty blinked and stared at Cheryl. "Uh..." Betty hesitated. "I hope you weren't thinking about running," Cheryl said. "Because that would have turned out very badly for you. Because you know that not only are we stronger than anyone else, we're faster too." Betty swallowed hard as her opinion on what to do quickly changed. "No, it's just... I've never seen anyone die before," Betty replied. "Well get used to it," Sheila said. "Your friends are next," Ginger said. Betty felt incredibly conflicted. She was upset with Veronica and the others for what they'd done to her, but she didn't think they deserved to die for it and what they had done to Cheryl and her friends. However Betty had a strong sense of self-preservation as well and she knew if she tried to warn them or call for help then Cheryl would kill her, or have Sheila or Ginger do it. They all entered the house. "Now where is Veronica," Cheryl wondered out loud. As if answering they heard the sound of giggling from in the house. Cheryl, Ginger and Sheila followed the sound of the laughter with Betty not far behind. Betty could tell exactly where the sound was coming from, it was coming from the indoor pool. Betty worried about what Cheryl, Ginger and Sheila were going to do to the others. However as they got closer, Betty was soon able to make out the sound of their voice. "Man, Betty is such a narc," Betty heard Reggie say. "Yeah, she's so lame," Veronica agreed. "I hope Cheryl ended up blaming it on her." Cheryl motioned for Sheila and Ginger to stop and they did just outside the doorway. "Sounds like your friends are talking about you," Cheryl whispered to Betty. "Yeah, then maybe I wouldn't have to have Betty trying to talk me into all those lame things all the time," Archie said. "I mean who the fuck goes bowling anymore?" "Old people that's who," Ethel said. "Betty is an old person in a young person's body." "Well she is a good cook," Jughead said. Betty smiled, at least one person was sticking up for her. "But that's about her only redeeming quality," Jughead added. "She's such a brown-noser too," Dilton said. "The only reason her grades are even close to mine is because she's always kissing the asses of all the teachers." Betty couldn't believe what they were saying about her. She balled her hands into fists in anger, an action that didn't go unnoticed by Cheryl. "Looks like their comments are really pissing you off," Cheryl said. "Well don't worry, they'll get what's coming to them." With that Cheryl, Sheila and Ginger burst into the pool room. Ethel let out a terrified shriek and fell into the pool. Betty followed behind stopping close to the door. She saw that the other had been lounging around. She noticed that a table had a large pile of white powder on it. "What the...? What are you doing here?" Veronica asked her voice utterly terrified. "I think you know why we're here," Cheryl responded as she crossed her arms in front of her huge chest. "Look, I'm sorry it was just a prank," Veronica begged. "I can have your car repainted..." "It needs more than a coat of paint now," Sheila interrupted. "It's in a bunch of pieces," Ginger added. "What? We just... look I can buy you a new car," Veronica said. "I doubt it, since that car is out of production," Cheryl said. "But I don't care about the car, I don't need your money." "Well then how about drugs? We've got about a kilo of coke here?" Reggie offered pointing at the table. "Fuck your drugs," Cheryl said as she grabbed the table and flipped it over sending the powdery drug everywhere. "That shit does nothing for us," Ginger said. "Not even a slight buzz." "None of those drugs have any effect on us," Sheila added. "Well what do you want? We'll give you anything," Veronica pleaded. Cheryl smiled. "Honestly I don't want anything from you," Cheryl replied. "Sheila, Ginger, do you want anything?" Both girls shook their heads no. "Well actually there is one thing," Cheryl said. "What? What is it?" Veronica asked. "An apology," Cheryl said. "Yes, yes sure. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," Veronica begged. "Oh I don't want you to apologize to me," Cheryl said. "No I want you to apologize to our new friend, Betty." Cheryl turned and looked towards the doorway and for the first time Veronica and the others noticed Betty, who was nervously standing there. "Betty? You're friends with them now?" Archie asked in shock. Ginger suddenly grabbed Archie by the throat and lifted him up in the air with one hand. "Yeah she's our friend now, is that a problem?" Ginger asked menacingly. Archie shook his head no and Ginger tossed him to the ground. Cheryl smirked and then looked around. "Actually I think all of you owe Betty and apology," Cheryl said. Betty was utterly confused. She had no idea why Cheryl and the others were choosing to stick up for her. As Betty watched Sheila went over and grabbed Dilton and dragged him over towards Betty shoving him to the ground in front of Betty. "You first pipsqueak," Sheila ordered. Dilton looked back at Sheila in terror and then at Betty. "I-I-I'm sorry Betty," Dilton stuttered. "Sorry for what?" Sheila demanded. "I, I don't know," Dilton replied. "You don't know what you're sorry for?" Cheryl asked. "Well if you don't then I don't think your apology is really sincere." "Yeah, how can you mean it if you don't know what you're sorry for," Ginger agreed. "Do you think he's being sincere Betty?" Sheila asked. Betty's eyes went wide, she looked at Dilton who was on his knees in front of her and then at Sheila who stood behind Dilton towering over him. Betty shook her head no, she knew that Dilton's apology was forced and that he didn't mean it. "Yeah, sorry Dalton, but that's not gonna cut it," Sheila said. "It's Dilton," Dilton corrected. "Whatever, doesn't really matter," Sheila said. She then reached down grabbed Dilton around the waist and hoisted him up in the air in a reverse bear hug. Dilton kicked and squirmed in her arms but Sheila was far stronger. She squeezed tight and there was loud cracking noise. "Oh, was that your spine?" Sheila asked. She let go of Dilton and he collapsed to ground. He tried to stand up but his legs were paralyzed. Betty looked on in shock. "You broke my back you bitch!" Dilton screamed in agony. "Well that what you get for calling my new friend a brown noser," Sheila responded. "That's because she is," Dilton said. Dilton suddenly realized he'd made a mistake. Unfortunately for him it was too late. "Well now we know for sure your apology was insincere," Sheila said. She placed her big foot on the side of Dilton's head. "No! No!" Dilton screamed. "I'm sorry! Betty I'm sorry! Please make her stop!" Betty did nothing however and simply looked on. As Betty watched Sheila slowly pressed her foot down. Dilton screamed in agony. "Stop it you'll kill him!" Archie shouted as he went to try and help Dilton. Before he could do anything though Cheryl shoved him to the ground with one hand. "That is entirely the point," Cheryl said. As Betty looked on in morbid fascination she watched as Dilton's skull slowly caved in. His eyes popped out of their sockets, his jaw dislocated, there was a series of cracking noises and then all of a sudden Dilton's skull just completely collapsed in on itself. Blood, brain and skull fragments spread out across the pool deck. Ethel and Veronica both let out horrified shrieks while Archie, Jughead and Reggie could only look on in silent fear. "Good job Sheila," Cheryl said. "So, who's next to apologize to Betty?" Ginger walked over and grabbed Jughead and dragged him in front of Betty. "How about this nerd?" Ginger suggested. "Works for me," Cheryl said. "You're that freak with the big appetite aren't you?" Jughead looked up at her and nodded. "I've watched you eat, it's disgusting," Sheila told Jughead with disdain. "Maybe, but I've won the Pickens Day Hot Dog Eating Contest, three years in a row," Jughead bragged. "Not impressive," Cheryl said. "Anyone of us could have easily beaten you." "But we've got these things called manners and dignity, and we're not going to do something as disgusting as participate in a hot dog eating contest," Ginger added. "Hey hot dog eating contests aren't..." Jughead started to protest. "Shut up!" Ginger snapped as she backhanded Jughead across the face. Jughead fell to the ground and grabbed at his cheek which was already flush. "This isn't about your eating anyway," Ginger snarled. "You're supposed to be apologizing to Betty." Jughead nervously turned away from Ginger and looked at Betty. "Betty, I'm sorry," Jughead apologized nervously. "I should have never stuck that sock in your mouth and put you in the locker." Jughead looked over his shoulder at Ginger. "And what else are you sorry for?" Ginger asked him. "What else?" Jughead asked. "Yeah, don't tell me that sticking Betty in a locker is the only thing you have to apologize for," Ginger said. "I � there's nothing else," Jughead replied. "Really? Because I seem to recall there was a bake sale a couple weeks ago, and Betty here had baked a pie, but it went missing," Ginger said. Betty recalled the incident. She'd been incredibly embarrassed turning up to the bake sale with nothing. "H-how did you know that was me?" Jughead asked nervously. "I didn't," Ginger replied. "But you just admitted your guilt." Jughead gulped audibly. "And guilty people get punished," Ginger said. "Don't they Betty?" Betty nodded nervously. Ginger grabbed Jughead by his shirt and with one hand lifted up to his feet. "You like to eat, well how about you try my specialty, a knuckle sandwich!" Ginger said. Ginger then began to pummel Jughead in the face, striking him with her fist over and over. He arm pistoned back and forth like a machine. Soon Jughead's teeth began flying out and blood began splattering. There was cracking as his orbital bones were both broken. Gingers face went from passive to a smile to a maniacal grin as she continued to pummel Jughead. "Okay Ginger that's enough," Cheryl said eventually. Ginger stopped and let Jughead's body fall to the ground. Jughead no longer had anything resembling a face. The face had been split open, his eyeball had been collapsed, his jaw hung loosely from one side. From all the damage it was quite apparent that Jughead was dead. "Oh my god you fucking killed him!" Veronica shrieked. "Shut up bitch!" Cheryl shouted at her. Veronica shrunk into a terrified ball and whimpered. Betty wanted to laugh at seeing Veronica, who normally liked to be the one trying to intimidate people, be cowed; but Betty herself was frightened of what had happened. However Betty heard something behind her and she looked over her shoulder to see Ethel, who had snuck out of the pool while everyone else had been distracted and gone over to get her phone. "Ethel what are you doing?" Betty asked. That got the attention of Cheryl, Ginger and Sheila. Cheryl sprang into action and snatched the phone away from Ethel. However Ethel had already managed to dial 9-1-1. "9-1-1 what is your emergency," the voice of the operator came from the phone. Before Ethel or anyone else could shout a reply Cheryl crumpled the phone in her fist like she was balling up a piece of paper. She dropped the mangled electronic to the pool deck. "That was a bad move," Cheryl said to Ethel. "Please I'm sorry," Ethel begged. "I..." Before she could finish Cheryl snapped Ethel's neck in the blink of an eye. Ethel's body crumpled to the pool deck in a heap. Cheryl then turned around to face everyone else, a slightly annoyed expression on her face. "Looks like we'll have to speed things along," Cheryl said. Sheila and Ginger immediately grabbed a hold of Archie and Reggie. Veronica looked around in a panic and decided to try and make a run for the door, however Cheryl cut her off with surprising speed. "Going somewhere?" Cheryl asked as she grinned wickedly. "I, uh..." Veronica stammered. "That was a rhetorical question, you're not going anywhere," Cheryl said. Cheryl grabbed Veronica by the wrist and dragged her over tossing her onto one of the deck chairs. She then turned towards Ginger and Sheila who were holding Archie and Reggie respectively. Cheryl looked back and forth between the two boys before looking at Reggie. "Let's start with you," Cheryl said. "Let's here your apology to Betty." "Why should I apologize to Betty? I don't regret anything I did to her," Reggie replied. "Besides you're probably just gonna kill me any like you did with Dilton, Jughead and Ethel." Cheryl smiled. "You know I can respect that," Cheryl said. "But you're wrong about one thing." "Oh yeah what's that?" Reggie asked. "I'm not going to kill you, Sheila will," Cheryl replied. As if on cue Sheila wrapped her arms around Reggie's neck in a vicious and unbreakable chokehold. Reggie squirmed and kicked trying to get free but he was no match for Sheila. Pretty soon his struggles slowed and then Reggie went limp. Sheila kept the chokehold on for a long while after before finally letting go. Reggie's corpse flopped to the ground. Cheryl then looked at Archie who was utterly terrified. As Ginger held Archie from behind Cheryl grabbed him by the chin and forced him to look her in the eyes. "So Betty, what does Archie here have to apologize for?" Cheryl asked as she continued to stare into Archie's eyes. Betty couldn't count the number of things that Archie had to apologize for. He had cancelled dates, taken advantage of her kindness and who knows what else. "A lot," Betty answered. "More than I can count." "Well, I don't think an apology is going to cut it then," Cheryl said. "No, no please, you have to give me a chance," Archie begged. "Did you give Betty a chance before stuffing her in a locker today?" Ginger asked. Archie didn't respond so Cheryl and Ginger both looked at Betty. "He didn't," Betty replied. "Well that settles things," Cheryl said. As she held onto Archie's arms Ginger placed a foot on his back and began to pull. Archie screamed in agony as his arms were both dislocated. However Ginger continued to pull. Archie's back seemed to cave in and at the same time both his arms were ripped off. He collapsed to the ground in armless heap softly moaning, blood pouring out of the stumps where his arms had once been. "Pathetic," Ginger said. As Betty watched she could see the life slowly fade out of Archie's eyes as he lay on the ground bleeding out and in a matter of moments he was dead. "And that leaves just you," Cheryl said as she focused her attention back to Veronica. "What do you want from me," Veronica sobbed. Cheryl looked down at Veronica who was still seated on the deck chair. "I want you to admit that you're jealous," Cheryl said. "Jealous? Fine I'm jealous of you, you happy?" Veronica replied. "A little, but I don't want you to admit you're jealous of me," Cheryl said. "That's obvious, I'm superior to you in every way. Taller, stronger, better looking, smarter, richer... everything about me is superior." "Well then what do you want?" Veronica asked. "That's I'm jealous of Ginger and Sheila too?" "No, again that's obvious," Cheryl answered. "I want you to admit that you're jealous of Betty." "What? Jealous of Betty, why would I be jealous of her, she's so poor!" Veronica responded. Cheryl responded by grabbing Veronica by her head and forcing Veronica to stand in front of Betty. Cheryl had both her palms on either side of Veronica's head gripping tight. "Yeah Betty might be poor, I mean she drives a mini-van," Cheryl said. "But there's more to Betty than money for you to be jealous of, so just admit it." "No, because I'm not," Veronica protested. As Betty looked into Veronica's eyes though she could tell Veronica was lying. Betty didn't understand why Veronica wouldn't just admit it, even when faced with death Veronica's pride seemed to get in the way. Veronica's pride and jealousy was the whole reason Veronica was even in this mess in the first place. "I know you're lying," Cheryl said as she began to squeeze Veronica's head. "You're a terrible fucking liar." Veronica let out a shriek of pain. "I'm not lying!" Veronica protested. "Yes you are," Betty said causing Cheryl to smile. "See even Betty knows you're lying so why not save yourself some pain and just admit it," Cheryl said. "Fine! Fine! I'm jealous of Betty," Veronica shouted. Cheryl stopped squeezing but kept a hold of Veronica's head. "Yeah but what about Betty makes you jealous?" Cheryl asked. "That everyone at school liked her," Veronica replied. "Even you seemed to like her." Betty was a little surprised at first but then when she thought about it for a moment it made sense. Veronica was obsessed with getting likes on social media, so it wasn't entirely surprising that Betty's likeability would make Veronica jealous. Likes in real life were more meaningful than a simple click on social media. "You're right, Sheila, Ginger and I all like Betty," Cheryl said. That was actually more surprising to Betty. She had always been frightened of Cheryl and her friends and had decided that the best thing to do was just stay out of their way and not engage in any gossip about them. "But we don't like you," Cheryl continued. Cheryl then began squeezing again. Veronica let out a loud scream of pain. "Yeah fuck crush her skull!" Sheila cheered Cheryl on. "Flatten that bitch's head!" Ginger shouted. Cheryl poured on the power. As Betty watch she could see the shape of Veronica's skull contort and then all of a sudden it imploded in a hail of gore. Betty was shocked as she was splattered by Veronica's blood. She could only stare in shock as Veronica's headless corpse dropped to the ground. "That was fucking amazing Cheryl!" Sheila exclaimed. "You crushed the bitch's skull like it was paper!" Ginger cheered. "That did feel good," Cheryl said with a satisfied grin. Just then Betty heard the sound of sirens. She was pretty sure it was the police responding to Ethel's 9-1-1 call. Cheryl, Sheila and Ginger all heard the sound as well. "Looks like the police are here," Cheryl said. Cheryl, Sheila and Ginger then all looked at Betty. "It wasn't me, Ethel called them," Betty protested. "We know," Sheila said. "Please don't kill me!" Betty begged. "We won't," Ginger said. However they all still kept their gazes locked on Betty. "Well then what?" Betty asked nervously. "All you have to do is keep your mouth shut and say nothing," Cheryl ordered her. "Think you can do that?" Betty nodded. "Good, but if you do talk..." Cheryl looked down at the corpses strewn about the pool room. Betty wondered what was going to happen. However before she could ask the police entered the pool room with weapons drawn. Amongst them was Sheriff Steven Keller. "Hands up!" Sheriff Keller ordered. Betty put her hands up as did Cheryl, Sheila and Ginger. Police quickly moved to arrest all of them. As they were led outside to the police cars Betty couldn't help but notice how Cheryl, Sheila and Ginger didn't seem at all concerned. And that only made Betty wonder just why that was. To Be Continued...