ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴅᴅs (ᴊᴜɢʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴊᴏɴᴇs x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ - ᴛᴇɴ

It was as though the seconds before that moment were years, it was like the years in Sammys eyes were flashing before his eyes. He could see all the good memories he and his stepfather had held together, all of the times his mother seemed happy.

Jugheads and Sammy’s eyes had locked before he took the knife and whipped it through the air towards the man that he never thought that he would have to hurt… Ever thought that he would want to hurt him… And he still didn’t want to but what choice did the young boy have?

He was supposed to listen to his father’s words, learn off of them…. He was supposed to trust his father’s words and build off of them. Yet at this moment in time, Sammy knew never to trust his father again- with anything for that matter.

“I-I’m sorry,” Sam murmured through tears a sob ripping through sparing him from saying any more words.

The knife had plunged through the strong and soft fabric sure to leave a smark, as the young boy let out a loud shriek letting go of the knife. Red had shown across the knife and down the side of the chair however, that red didn’t end up being blood it was only the fabric from the seat of a chair being punctured.

Sammy had missed Jughead and everyone in the room hopped that he had only done it on purpose to buy time… But it seemed as though he only missed out of nervousness, and being utterly terrified.

“Do it!” Archie yelled the venom filling his voice as his tone raised so loud that it almost shook the entire room.

This had given Jughead just enough time to begin to wiggle his chair until he tipped over and fell onto his side. Though it hurt like hell to the side of his face, and arm it didn’t seem to faze him. The chair had crumbled beneath him causing the chains around him to become loose… Loose enough to the point in which he could easily slip out of them.

“What do you think you’re going to do now?” Archie questioned a snicker escaping his lips causing shivers to dance down all of their spines whilst his hands went behind his back as he pulled out a gun pointing it at him.

“Come on we haven’t done anything wrong we just want to live a normal life,” Jughead tried to reason holding his hands up in defense. “This isn’t the way to win your son over, he always loved you either way,” Although the raven-haired man words did nothing to reassure the red-haired man of anything special thus the gun never moved from him.

“Stop!” Sam exclaimed leaping in front of his stepfather however it ended up being seconds too late because a gunshot rang their ears startling both him and his elders causing their eyes to widen in fear.

“No… No look what you’ve made me do!” Archie exclaimed kneeling down beside his son who fell to the ground in pain- Although Jughead wanted nothing more than to help Sammy he knew that Archie was still something that stood in the way.

The raven-haired man dove to the floor for the gun, grabbing it and gripping it firmly before pointing it Archies way. “J-Just do it!” The red-head cried glancing up at Jughead. “L-Look what you made me do,”

Although the look that Y/N gave Jughead showed that she didn’t want this and neither did he… He just wanted what was best for his family and that was to escape this nasty place. Jughead hit Archie over the head to knock him out so that they could escape and get the cops here.

“Sammy,” He cried dashing to his side and seeing that he had indeed been shot in the stomach… Something which could be fatal to a young boy like himself. “Don’t worry it’s going to be ok,” He shooshed his son from talking taking his jacket and pressing it lightly to the wound.

Although the young boy brought the raven-haired man out of his trance when he glanced at his mother and caused Jughead to get up and untie the chains around the sobbing woman. “S-Sammy you’re going to be ok,” She had been quick to reassure once the young boy was in her arms again.

Jughead had picked him up ever so gently however it didn’t seem that it was gentle enough at the cries in pain that escaped his lips. “You’re going to be ok, you’re going to be ok,” Jughead tried to reassure every second of them escaping but it didn’t do much.

Finally, after a couple of hours, the cops had shown up at the house ready for investigation, Sammy being found in the hospital along with Dean both under investigation. Although neither of them could really answer any of the questions the cops had to ask.

“I love you, Sammy, I’m glad you’re alright,” Jughead whispered taking a seat next to his wife.

“Alright? I don’t want to… Want to have surgery what if-”

“Everything is going to be fine,” His mother reassured gripping her son’s hand firmly. “It’ll only be a couple of hours and then you’ll feel like a million dollars,”

“Really?” Sammy questioned his eyes widening through happiness.

“Yes and-” However before Jughead could get out the rest the doctor came in through a sigh.

“It’s alright there is no reason to be scared… In the next room we’re going to put you under so that you’re asleep through the whole thing and won’t feel a thing,” the doctor reassured through a sigh realizing how young the boy was.

“We love you so so much and nothing will ever happen to you-” It was like a flash before the young boy was gone and out of sight.

Jughead and Y/N waited… They waited for hours, and the only thing that reassured them that everything would be fine was Dean’s tests coming back good. Yet not even the young baby boy could give them hope at this point.

The cops asking them many questions only left them feeling empty-hearted even more. Although their pain soon faded as they realized how long Archie was going to get in prison… Guilt filling Y/N yet relief aswell.

“What the hell are we going to-”

“Language!” Y/N scolded Jughead whilst he only sent a bitch face her way.

“He’s a baby he can’t understand me… And how the hell are we going to pay for this huh? And who says that judge will put Archie in jail that long anyways and-”

“Will you please just shut up I need time to think!” His wife exclaimed staring at him through wide eyes filled with tears. “I can’t solve everything at once!”

“Look Y/N I’m sorry I-”

“Please just stop… Please, I need some silence to think about everything that has happened-”

“It’s going to be ok… We’ll get through this I know exactly what you’re thinking,” He scolded her through a sigh. “You need to stop thinking like that before I go into your mind and force you happy thoughts,”

“Goddammit I love you,” She whispered pushing her lips against his.

“I love you too,”