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The Emancipation of Lizzie Cooper	By : Silent Pluto Category: Comics > Archie & Co. Views: 10135 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Archie & Co, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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“Invitations”
“mmm. Suck it harder!”
“Suck me harder!”
“Come on Lizzie, *gasp* Goddamn!”
“Now your turn.” Betty moaned as she spread her legs wider in arousal.
“Damn, your dripping all over me!” the guy under her whined.
“Are you whining? I can’t believe this.” she growled as she let go of his twitching cock, and crawled off of his body.
“Hey! Hold up a minute!” he said sitting up to make a quick grab for her.
“Goodnight Joseph.” she said climbing off of an executive desk and starting to look around for her underwear.
“But!” Joe spluttered leaping off the desk.
“You know what? I think you were right from the start.” Betty said slipping back on her panties.
“I was? What are you talking about Cooper?” he asked in his baritone voice.
“That you were too old for this shit!” she growled as she slid her bra back around and pulled the straps up.
“Now you wait a minute there! That was out of line!” he argued back, with clenched fists all the while still sporting his hard on that was pointing to yours truly.
“No, out of line would be me saying, ‘well damn Joe, no wonder your wife wants to leave you, what grown man whines about girly cum on his face?!” she shouted back.
“Damn it, no I -”
“And then lies about it! How pathetic!” Betty said pulling on her jeans skirt, as she rolled her eyes at what she called the umpteenth mistake of her life.
“Get out!” Joseph bellowed.
“Gladly. But I need my check.” Betty said airily.
“What check?” Joe growled in a suspicious tone.
“The check you need to pay me, so I won’t tell your wife that I’m pregnant, and we’ve been screwing each other blind for months on her desk!” Betty said smugly hiding her grin, waving around at the empty executive office.
“What?! You bitch!” He shouted. “Wait your pregnant?”
“Maybe! I always did tell you Joe, don’t let the blonde hair fool you. Now pay up!” Betty said professionally, as she whirled to face him with all her clothes on ready to head on home for the night.
Hello reader, as you can see it is me. Elizebeth Cooper, your old hometown girl with the bright future. I’m 28 years old, I’ved got my college degree, …along with other stuff under my belt. I currently reside in the last place where no one would find me,….Arizona. Laugh if you want but it’s been ten years since my high school graduation and I have had no unwanted calls, no unwelcome or unwarranted visits, and no communication to anyone from Riverdale. Well except for a select few, but we’ll get to that later.
As you probably guessed with my disposition, the freckle faced carrot top chose my ex-best friend over me. Now don’t think I’ve went over the deep end, oh no, I just had a big wake up call. Like a person who slept on the Titanic when it sunk. I admit not setting foot in Riverdale in almost a decade sounds like I still hold a grudge, which isn’t true! For the past 4 years I’ve become what my dream was to be, a writer! Your looking at Liz Cooper, USA Today’s Best-selling Author of the Year! Two times in a row I might add! So this chit has been a busy girl. I finally got a few of my novels in German also, so there! And one of my books was made into a feature film,…well in French. But that’s still something!
“Cooper stop the bull shit!” Joseph said as he finally located his boxers and putting them back on. “Why in the seven hells would you want to blackmail me for money? You know I don‘t have any! You probably got more in your account than I do!”
“You’re a sad man, Joe. Although, You are probably right. Can’t a girl have a little pocket change? A memento maybe?” she smirked evilly.
“I think you should go home now, obviously something’s got you ticked today.” he responded drawing up his pants.
“That’s two for two Joey! But I do mean it.” she said in a serious voice.
“Mean what? I hate when you talk in riddles.” he grumbled buckling his belt.
“Goodbye Joseph.” she said as she straightened out her clothes, and picked up her purse.
“Huh?! Wait a minute!” He faltered as he finally understood what kind of goodbye she meant. “Lizzie-
“You know I never really liked it when you called me that, sounds so childish.” Betty murmured. ‘Even though you are 2 decades ahead of me’
“Look I apologize, I just been under a lot of stress lately.” he sighed rubbing the back of his neck. “And now this-”
“I’m not pregnant.” she said without showing any emotion on her face.
“Oh. But you just-”
“I know, I just wanted to see how you take it if I actually were. You know a woman would do some shit like that, just to see how you’d react. To see how much you really feel about her. But anyway to the point, this is over.” Betty said turning to go.
“You were testing me?! What kind of crazy shit are you playing at?!” He argued.
“Good bye Joseph.” she replied opening the door. Then turning back to him. “Oh yeah, 69 is your worst position, you really need to work on your head game. Oh! And you whine like a bitch!”
‘Fuck you!’ was what she heard as she closed the door softly.
“Yeah, tried that and it didn’t work.” she murmured to herself again. “I’m going to have to find another publisher again.”
Not that I’m in a hurry, to find one. I haven’t written a new novel in 6 months! I don’t have writers block, I just didn’t feel like writing. Which is odd for me. I’m always writing. From sweaty vampire smut novels, (I call them smut novels because to me they are) to cookbooks. Yes, I still cook, once you got it you got it. The cookbooks sell the most here in the US which is odd, people love their stomachs, but I see everyday on television these overly thin people who say ridiculous things like “oh, I don’t eat meals during the day” or the biggest lie “I eat five meals day, a pint of oatmeal for breakfast, a fruit salad for lunch, a protein bar for a snack, lean chicken breast with rice pilaf for dinner and a scoop of my favorite sherbet ice cream for dessert.” I couldn’t stop laughing the day I heard that, can’t remember the celeb who said that though, they all look the same to me, weird shaped heads and scarce of fat bodies. You wanna just smack em and say “Eat a fucking burger! You need the carbs more than I do!”
And no one eats one pint of oatmeal! One pint is the size of those small milk cartons we used to get in elementary school! By lunch your starved, so I’m guessing they take a lot of Gas-X because I know their stomachs are full of gas. And I live in a desert, I’m running for mile a day, we get UV Ray warnings. You wanna stay fit and healthy it’s all about moderation not starvation. I’m not health expert but I think your body retains some fats for a reason.
Oh well, forget the world’s problems let’s focus on mine. I was doing ok until, about a week ago. Living solitary life, in my two bedroom apartment in Scottsdale, walking around it in my underwear as usual, (what? It’s sweltering!) probably freaking out my white short haired tabby I named Artemis, and sleeping with my bosses husband. Well, Mrs. Leare isn’t my boss, but she was the head of the publishing company I wrote my books through, one of them. Joseph was 56 years old, while she was bordering 62. And, boy was Mrs. Annette Leare a bitch. 365 days of the year! But, now I know why she’s like that, her husband. She obviously doesn’t trust him, but she won’t divorce the leech. Apparently he’s that good. (Which in truth he isn’t! His four play sucks ass!) And she’s always going psycho on any woman that walks in and out of the building, which is warranted because of who she’s married to, but damn it, there’s a time in your life when you should just call it quits! Like me! The only reason I kept up with Joe so long was because of his exhibitionism. It got me wet thinking of the places where we’ve screwed each other blind. Sex on a public beach in broad daylight was exhilarating. It was the first time I got a full body tan without the lines. Don’t worry I’m still safety Betty Cooper, made sure we found a secluded spot where nobody was, but if they did find us…well, thinking about that is kind of fun now isn’t it? Come on tell the truth!
Well back to my melodrama, it’s nothing to do with my biological clock or anything (which is a stupid excuse for anyone for anything), but I just couldn’t sleep with Joe anymore. I’ve had a few relationships in the past, they all nose-dived by the way, but the thought of having to deal with Joe beyond the sexual level turned me off completely, and because he started to become attached Kept calling everyday! Wanting me to go out on dates with him, I only signed up for sex. I don’t know what the hell was I thinking!
Mind you folks, getting my heart ripped to pieces by the person I thought, I supposedly loved all my life still affected me...a little…ok a lot! So I just kept my relationships on either a friendly bases or we just had sex ever so often, which never bothered the other guy. But now after all this time, it’s starting to get to me. I vowed to myself to never be who I was in high school. The cute and compassionate, charming little betty cooper, who’d do anything even at the expense of getting my heart thrown left and right. I will not be that person again. And I am not in love with Archie Andrews.
I’ve been questioning my feeling towards him since the day I stupidly agreed to team up with ‘the rat’ Reggie Mantle to put a wedge between him and ‘the shrew’. (You know who I’m talking about)
We acted like a couple for months before graduation our senior year, at Riverdale High. It worked. We got major red head jealous, he’d pick fights with Reggie every time he saw me with him. They fought so badly Pop kicked them both out of his chocklit shop. And me being the bleeding heart that I was felt bad for ‘the rat’, and wanted to call it off, not wanting to see him getting a thrashing from both archie and then moose everyday. Reggie is a tough guy, he’s a excessive flirt but, anyone who gets a beating from moose 2 or 3 times a week and still keeps on ticking has got to be made of something not of this world, and it kind of impressed me a little. But he wanted to keep it up until we both reached our goals, but after awhile, I didn’t even remember what our goal was, all I know was that I spent more time with Reggie than I ever did in all my years fawning over carrot top, being his second fiddle. I stopped calling Archie completely, I saw no point to it, when he came over to my house, I was never there, he called me almost every week I never answered my phone, just erase the messages.
After I really got to know Reggie better, I started to actually like the nut. I had so much fun with him, even if we just putting up a front or so we thought.
Everything blew up in my face on prom night. The prom was held a glamorous hotel, we (the senior class) got enough money to have it held there. I went with Cheryl Blossom’s brother Jason. He seemed to like me, although I wasn’t crazy about him, Reggie came with the cheerleading captain. Although we became close, we decided to come with separate dates to prom, I would’ve came with Jughead, but he surprisingly already had a date, a girl named Trula Twyst. I felt bad for poor Ethel. She didn’t show up at all. I kept telling her to find another date, but she refused to listen to me. And surprisingly as it was, you can just guess who won Prom King and Queen.
(Come on guess!)
Nope not Archie and Veronica. (for all those who said that *plffft!* I give you a raspberry) Reggie and I were voted King and Queen, and best couple I might add. While we danced all he would do was go on and on about how good I looked with ‘him’. No it did not sound romantic, this is Reggie we’re talking about, but I couldn’t help but laugh through out our dance, which caused him to spin me around and around like a mad man. And to tell you the truth I was happy. I was so happy I kissed him. Which surprised us both, but neither of us moved apart, I heard him moan slightly before he pulled me closer to his body. I gasped from his reaction, before he slipped his tongue into my mouth, he tasted like champagne. But my mind completely melted when I felt his hands slide down my backside. I had never felt this way when I kissed Archie. Sure his kisses were fun and spontaneous, but Reggie’s held a lot of passion and promise and boy did I feel good with his hands on me! As we were getting more hot and heavy we didn’t notice that the crowd’s focus wasn’t on us anymore, until we heard someone scream. As we jumped apart all I could see was Archie dart past me to Reggie with fists flying everywhere. Jughead and Chuck were both trying to keep him back while we danced, apparently seeing me make out with Reggie was enough to send him over board. I found it annoying, I stopped dating him for months, we haven’t had a civil conversation since with out arguing, and I was starting to question what I ever really saw in him. Archie just got boring, he didn’t appeal to me anymore on any level. Sure he was cute, but so were many guys around here, and fun, but I have fun with other people too, and I loved him, but I wasn't in love with him. (Kinda figured that one out on my own much later) I was trying to pull the idiot off of Reggie when I was knocked on my butt. As I got up, I felt someone pull me from the crowd. It was veronica. All she could do was sneer at me.
“What’s so funny? This has to stop what if they kill each other?” I exasperated as I made a move to go back to the brawl, that the hotel security was trying to break up. But she pulled me back. I looked down at her hand where she grabbed me, she had a really beautiful gold ring on her left hand, the diamonds sparkled from it like stars.
“Like it? Archie gave it to me last week.” She smiled brightly. After she said that I felt my stomach knot. All the work we did came to nothing. Well, I should know, scheming never really was my forte, but that’s why I teamed up with Reggie.
“Well…congratulations.” I said trying to muster up and pleasant enough smile.
“Oh don’t do that. Don’t pretend, I know this is eating you up inside. But you know what, I’ll make it easier on you.” She said rubbing my back.
“How are you going to do that Veronica?” I asked sarcastically not wanting to have her so near to me. “I mean you really don’t need to help me with anything, you won. Let’s leave it at that.”
“Well…not yet you see, I want you to know something. I know what you and Reggie have been doing. I must say it had worked, bravo. Arch is insanely jealous of you, two.” Veronica said between her teeth. I looked up to at that, and noticed that Ronnie could’ve passed for a demon in this dimness of the light. And boy was she angry.
“Look there’s no point. Your both engaged. You got Archie -”
“And you’ve got Reggie. Right?” she said cutting me off.
“Uh…I never said that.” I contradicted although the thought of it was really appealing at the moment.
“You didn’t have to. And you never did.” she smirked.
“Look, say whatever it is you want to say veronica, and stop it with the encryptive remarks.” Betty puffed annoyed, as she looked around to see both a bloody Archie, and Reggie being pulled apart by security. She cringed at the site of blood coming from them both.
“Alright.” she muttered as she moved to my ear. “I fucked Reggie last night.”
That made my back stiffen.
“Your lying.” I said turning to her.
“Why would I lie? Do you know how much fun it is to juggle those two? Of course I had to work on Archie, you know how dense he is. But I can only thank you for tipping the scale for me. If you hadn’t pushed him away giving Reggie all your attention, he’d still be an all-american Dudley do right, virgin.” Veronica said picking some dirt out of her nails.
“You bitch!” I shouted.
“Now that wasn’t very sporting of you. Alls fair in love and war right? Face it betty, on either terms you lost big time!” she smirked giving her finger nails all her attention.
“How could you be this…this..-”
“Selfish? Oh come Elizabeth, this is me we’re talking about here. You of all people you should know not to compete with the beautifully fifthly wealthy. There is no contest. Although I do give you points on valor, you have the hearts of two of the most delicious guys in this city, yet you don’t own their most vital organ. I do. So! Thems the brakes kid. Next time you play the game, remember to put out more. Virgins don’t win these sort of games.” she grinned at me.
“I’ll kill you!” I screeched as I pulled at her hair and clocked her one in her eye. I got to her so fast she didn’t know what hit her. But I under estimated the dive horror, more security had to come in and pull us apart. Her nails are like fucking knives! Her scratches were more like gashes in my flesh! And she kept coming at my face like a banshee. But I did pull out some of her hair. I always wanted to do that. Bitch. I didn’t stay for the graduation ceremony either, I had the school mail my diploma to my house. I really didn’t want to speak to anybody. My phone rang off the hook, for days. So I left it off the hook. But then people started popping up at my house. So I decided to send all my ‘close’ friends postcards telling them I was leaving. (friends meaning, Jughead, Midge, Ethel, and Nancy) My parents wanted to spend the summer with me before I left for school the fall, but I decided to attend the summer classes instead.
And here I am. A decade later. Holding what an invitation back to hell. I mean Riverdale.
An Invite to Riverdale High’s 10^th year school Reunion.
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