CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
SHOCKER
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"Ronnie! Bacon's done!"

The girl came out of Chris's room with another one of his shirts. Her tanned and smooth legs catching his eyes. Replaying the image of the girl's eyes seductively staring at him when he kissed all the way down the inside of her thigh. Remembering how her moans filled the room and were music to his ears.

It made him groan like a child as he looked away and adjusted his pants. Dishing the bacon onto Veronica's plate with the scrambled eyes. "Thank you, baby." She said sweetly, planting a kiss on Chris's cheek. "Just don't eat-" He began and the girl waved him off with a teasing smile on her lips. "In my bed. I know, I know." She cut off and Chris smirked as he shook his head before beginning to clean the dishes.

Once done that, Chris wandered into the bedroom. Finding Veronica doing exactly what he told her not to do. "Babe," Chris groaned with a pout that made the girl giggle in amusement. Veronica smirked as she got out of the bed. "Fine." She sighed before wandering into the living room. Making sure to sway her hips more than usual, her hand finding the waistband of his sweatpants as she walked past. Smirking widely when hearing the boy curse quietly to himself before walking away.

Stepping into the bathroom, Chris started the shower before he started getting undress. Grabbing a towel and wrapping it around his waist and going to the living room. Remembering that he needed to let Veronica know that her packages came in this morning. He didn't know what it was and wasn't going to question it.

"Hey, babe. Your packages came in today." He told her as he had both hands on the doorframe and he leaned forward. Veronica looked up at him and froze as she stared at him. Mouth slight ajar as she had stopped chewing and stared at the boy in front of her. Licking her lips as pinched her legs together and internally groaning.

This type of scenario happened quite a lot with them and it always ended one way. So, when Chris noticed her staring he smirked in amusement. Simply undoing the shower and revealing his fully naked body to her. Only making her bit her lip harshly as she stared at his dick in a complete trance. Never straying away to it as it was fully erect from her previous actions.

"Shower. Now." Chris growled and the girl swallow the bacon she was eating and stood up. Walking past him with flushed cheeks. His hand slapping her ass and making her yelp in surprise. Not able to get far when Chris began pushing her faster into the steam clouded room.

Hearing the giggle from the girl as she turned around and kissed him sloppy. Chris doing the same as he held her waist. Using his foot to shut the door behind him and tugging down on her underwear before pulling away.

"Let's get this in quickly before school," Chris grumbled earning a satisfied smile from Veronica as she reconnected their lips again.

At the moment, Chris had been sat listening to Betty rant about Polly and Jason being a couple. Most importantly that Polly was pregnant with twins that belonged to Jason. Of course, Chris knew this since he had seen them together at Thorn Hill. And it didn't even surprise him that Jason couldn't keep it in his pants. It made him chuckle thinking about his best friend.

Chris wasn't exactly paying attention since he was playing Tetris on his phone while Veronica sat on his lap. One arm around her waist holding her flush against him, and the other holding the phone. The side of his face being pressed up against Veronica's side as her arm hung around his shoulder. "My mom and dad don't wanna get the police involved. They don't want anyone to know she ran away, or about her shameful condition." Betty complained with a huff.

Yawning into Veronica's side, Chris shrugged. "Yeah, your parents sound exactly how they have always sounded, Bets." He murmured under his breath. "Please. What decade is this?" Veronica scoffed, as her nails gently scratched at her boyfriend's skelp. Chris hummed as he kissed the side of her breast. Earning a loving smile from Veronica as she continued to do what she was doing.

"Well, since she knew where Jason's car was they're afraid people might think that she burned it and that if she did..." Betty trailed off and Jughead finished it. "She could be the murderer covering her tracks." He said looking at the blonde who nodded.

That statement alone made Chris scoff, but not say anything. He knew that Polly wasn't capable of hurting a fly. So, no way in hell did she hurt her boyfriend that was a rather caring guy to anyone who actually got close to him. They should honestly just be asking Chris because he knew more than them, besides Cheryl and Olivia.

"Who did burn the car then?" Archie questioned as he glanced at Chris. "Sheriff Keller is saying it's possible someone was following us," Betty suggested and Veronica groaned. "Oh, my god. Honestly, guys, we should just move." She joked and Chris lifted his head, not clearly hearing the joking tone in her voice.

"Guys, what if Polly's really hurt?" Betty asked worriedly. "What if whoever killed Jason is coming after her next?" She questioned further, only causing her anxiety to rise. Jughead was quick to wrap an arm around her shoulder for comfort.

The simple move made Chris widen his eyes in slight shock. Archie and Veronica holding the same surprised faces. "Betty, even though your parents don't want to, maybe you should go to the police," Archie told her and Kevin nodded. "Seconded. We can talk to my dad about how he has to be discreet." He explained to them and Chris nodded in agreement.

"No offence, Kev, but your dad answers to a higher authority than God. The Blossoms. They're the first people he would tell." As Jughead spoke, Chris glanced at a girl standing by the vending machine. Catching her listening intently to their conversation which had him patting Veronica's side to signal her to stand. "And if there's anyone to keep this secret from, it's the Blossoms." Betty continued on as Chris moved to the vending machine.

Pulling out money and inserting it before looking at his selection of snacks. "They'd probably twist it around or go after Polly out of spite." Betty guessed and Chris noticed how the girl instantly started typing up a message. Rolling at how obvious she was and wasn't even trying to hide it at this point.

"You know," Chris began making the girl's action falter quickly as she looked up at him. "If you're going to spy on someone." He continued, pressing B4 and watching his Doritos get pushed off. "Don't make it painfully obvious." He finished as he reached down into the compartment and grabbed his chips.

"I don't know-" Before she could finish, Chris shushed her. "No. You don't talk." He hissed, glancing at his group of friends who were still talking and completely oblivious as to what was happening. "You can tell, Cherry I know that you're her little whatever-the-fuck spy and I don't care. Just a word of advice, do that shit again and I won't let you off easy." Chris threatened lowly. His hard gaze on her for a few moments to see the genuine fear in her eyes before he walked out.

A little while later, Chris walked down the hallway with a cigarette between his fingers. Being stopped abruptly by Veronica and Betty who stopped in front of him. "Ladies? What's the meaning of this sudden ambush?" He asked with a smile as he took a inhale off his cigarette. "What do you think of Betty's and Jughead's relationship?" Veronica asked as Betty blushed at the sudden attention.

Chris chuckled as he shrugged with an exhale. "I mean, definitely saw us being something Betty. Kinda hurts, you know." He joked as the girl stared up at him wide-eyed but laughed. "But uh, I'm happy for you two. Both of you deserve each other and you'd help Jughead get out of his loner shell." He told her as Betty smiled. "Thanks, CJ. That means a lot." Betty thanked and Chris smiled as he gave her a tiny nod.

And when he noticed both girls turn their heads, he saw their expressions drop. Not understanding what their problems could possibly. When he was about to see, he felt his heart stop. Internally screaming at the timing of this happening and it being in front of his girlfriend and friend.

"Chris Jones! Put your hands up!"

Silence filled the hallway as Chris turned. His eyes finding Sheriff Keller with another police officer. Each having one hand on their pistols. "What did I do?" Chris asked as he raised his hands in surrender, trying to feign confusion and innocence.

Every pair of eyes in the hallway were on the three. Like it was some Mexican standoff in an old western classic. Just that Chris didn't have a revolver or a weapon at all while Sheriff Keller and his buddy had highly advanced pistols that were just Glock 19's. "For the murder of Tommy Silverton."

That was enough for Chris's confused facade to break as he lowered his hands. Both Chris and Sheriff Keller staring at one another that almost looked like they were telepathically talking to one another. Everyone's eyes glued to the scene going on in front of them. Sheriff Keller gave a nod to Chris as the boy sighed lightly. Turning him around to cuff him behind his back. Except Chris wished he didn't have to turn around since he caught sight of Veronica's watering eyes. Archie with a hand around her shoulders for comfort.

"Just cooperate and this'll be dealt with quickly." Sheriff Keller whispered as the boy lowered his head before being escorted out of the school. Not able to get the flashes of Veronica's crying eyes staring at him, and especially Archie comforted her. He couldn't even be angry at the ginger because he trusted him to comfort her through a time like this.

When they stepped outside, Chris clenched his jaw seeing Olivia and Cheryl Blossom. Both staring at him in shock and not able to get a word out as Chris removed his eyes. It seemed as if everyone had to see this horrible incident. But he was just thankful Riley and Kaitlyn hadn't seen it because he knew Riley good enough that he would most likely start a fight.

His head being shoved inside the police cruiser as he stared ahead. Finding his heart feeling just empty. No emotion. No warmth. Just cold and vacant, without hope inside it.