gangsta - riverdale sweet pea

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"i want to teach you how to ride a motorcycle" sweet pea smiled, sitting in front of me at lunch.

"right" i rolled my eyes sarcastically.

"what? it's just like... riding a bike? i've seen you ride your blue bike, it's just like that" he encouraged.

"fine, one time only and if i'm terrible i'm getting right off" i laughed.

"okay, tonight at 7, then we can go to sweetwater river?" he smirked.

"yes, but dipper will not be making an appearance" i giggled.

"damn" he smirked.

i places my hand on the table, fiddling with my fork as i bit into my salad.

"how can you eat that?" sweet pea asked, disgusted.

"i like it, it's refreshing" i argued.

"yeah.. for guinea pigs" he laughed.

i rolled my eyes, sticking a large piece of lettuce in my mouth and chewing it loudly.

i felt his feet meet mine, pushing them about with his and i played too, pushing his back as our eyes kept glancing at each other. i gave him a shy smirk as his foot travelled further up my leg.

my phone pinged, dragging me out of the trance that was sweet pea. it was fp, saying that he was going to pick me up in 15 mins to go to the station.

"i gotta go" i pouted at sweets.

"what why?" he asked worriedly.

"it's my hearing with sheriff keller about what happened" i sighed.

"i'll walk you to the office" he offered, which i accepted.

"see ya guys" i breathed.

"bye ally good luck, don't be nervous dipper" fangs smiled.

"you'll be fine just tell them everything, don't miss anything out" jug added.

i nodded and walked out the door with sweet pea. he leant down and left a soft peck on my cheek before letting me into the office.

"see you at seven?" i smiled.

"seven" he replied.

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"so what happened alana?" sheriff keller asked, his gruff voice echoing in the small room as he clicked on the voice recorder.

"so my home life has always been strange, my dad died and i got a step dad martin. he's awful, and made my mom awful too. well i'd never been hit before, yes i'd been grabbed and i've had a few bruises wrists but they were nothing. they made me do everything in the  house, sort out bills, food shopping. everything a parent would do i did" i sighed.

he nodded telling me to continue.

"then, one night he snapped. i got home from school and he was so angry, saying that my mother was crying all day because i don't appreciate her. well he slapped me, and pinned me against the wall by my neck. then my mom tried helping, and he pushed her back knocking her out. then he was really angry, blaming me for it all. he dragged me upstairs" i recalled, a few tears spilling but i pushed them aside like they weren't there.

"he shoved me onto the bed, punching and hitting my face and stomach. then when i was weak, he took advantage and pulled off my clothes. then he started kissing... getting further down"

he nodded sympathetically, and i carried on.

"well then my fight mode kicked in, i pushed him off me and kicked him in the you know what and got dressed and ran away. i haven't seen him or mom since" i admitted, wiping the tears away.

"and then what happened? where did you go?" he asked, leaning forward intently.

"i ran out, it was raining and i had somehow run all the way to the southside. i rang jughead and he got me and then we all went back to tonis, now i'm staying at jugs with fp, and i've never been happier" i smiled.

"okay thanks" he said nodding, pressing the record button. turning it off.

"we'll get them in, lock them up" he stated, writing down their names and address.

"wait, them!?" i asked frantically.

"they both committed serious crimes, you said they'd hurt you in the past. and you were fending for yourself, that's child neglect" he shrugged casually.

"but i'll go up for adoption!" i said worriedly.

"we can find you a great home, and you'll be fostered or adopted. hopefully the latter" he said.

tears poured down my cheeks, "i gotta go"

i got up and swiftly walked out the room, immediately sinking into fps arms.

"hey hey what's wrong darlin?" he asked rubbing my back.

"i'm going up for adoption they're taking them both. they're making me leave" i cried, gripping on tighter.

"no you're not" he shook his head, holding my shoulders.

"what?" i sniffled.

"i'll adopt you, i will" he nodded, smiling.

"thank you. thank you so much!" i cried jumping into his arms once again.