Sidenote: Violence, cussing and smut throughout imagines. I do not own any of the characters, images or gifs I use.
Trigger warning: Different types of abuse. Eating disorder. Violence. Violent backstory.
Y/N's POV
You wake up with a pounding headache. You open your eyes and look around not recognizing where you were. You sit up in the strange bed. It was hot with the bright sun shining onto you through the window. The light just made your head hurt worse. You looked up to see Sweet Pea walking into the room. He grinned at you and handed you a glass of water and some Tylenol and you take it.
"How are you feeling." He asks sitting on the bed beside you.
"I feel like there is an elephant sitting on my head." You respond holding your head.
"Yeah that's bound to happen after 8 shots of tequila." Sweet Pea chuckles.
"8." You say. "I remember 4." You add.
"Do you remember anything." Sweet Pea says hesitantly. You remembered most of what happened after that night The second you finished your fourth shot you couldn't remember until you snapped out of it and remembered running your finger over Sweet Pea's tattoo. You were way too embarrassed to say you remembered anything you did. Especially when you pretty much told him you liked him.
"Uh no everything is pretty fuzzy." You lie. "I didn't do something stupid did I." You chuckle.
"No." He answers looking down. "You beat Fangs in an arm wrestle though." He chuckles.
"Really. Wow. Did he do 8 shots of tequila too." You were honestly surprised by that because you didn't remember that happening.
"Yeah he did. You can hold your liquor a lot better than he can though. He's a lightweight." Sweet Pea smiles.
"Where's my car?" You question hoping the Ghoulies or some dumb teens didn't get to it.
"Out front." He reassures you. "Under a tarp. I didn't want anyone to steal your rims or something." He smiles.
"Thank you Sweet Pea. Anyone else probably would have just left me there." You smile thankfully.
"I wouldn't have let anything happen to you. Neither would any of the Serpents there. Especially Toni. She would probably kick some guys ass if they tried to take advantage of drunk girl." Sweet Pea says a bit more serious. You just smile. Where you lived before Riverdale if you drank with the teens of your parents business partners they would just leave you behind forcing you to catch up yourself and fill in your own blank memories.
"Are you ready to go home. I'm sure your parents are wondering where you are." Sweet Pea says. You wished they would. They usually never noticed when you left or if they did they never said anything.
"Uh yeah." You say and slip your shoes onto your feet. You follow Sweet Pea outside and he pulls the tarp off of your car. He unlocks the car and you climb into the passenger seat and he climbs in on the driver side. Sweet Pea pulls out of the trailer park and you notice how carefully he is driving. You pull out a pair of sunglasses from the glovebox and put them on which helps with the headache that is slowly fading. Sweet Pea was going 5 under the speed limit.
"You can go faster. You're not going to break the car." You tease. Sweet Pea looks over at you with a smile. You can tell he is nervous about driving your car. He was nervous last night too.
Sweet Pea speeds up clearly enjoying the car.
"It's smooth huh." You smile.
"Yeah. It's pretty fast too." He smiles.
