gangsta - riverdale sweet pea

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"ARCHIE ANDREWS. HERE. NOW" i shouted violently down the halls of riverdale high, searching for the ginger jock.

"woah ally what's wrong" he asked, shock evident on his face.

"what's wrong?" i asked, not even looking and ripping down a poster from the nearest locker.

"this is wrong archie. how could you!?" i said slamming it into his chest forcefully.

"alana, we're trying to find the black hood-" he started, dumbfounded.

"and make sure fangs stays where he belongs. prison, hopefully death row" i heard a familiar bulldog spit from behind me.

"what did you say? fangs is not guilty you jackass" i turned to face him, my blood boiling.

"you know ally, what happened to you? you used to be so innocent. so pretty. i mean i'd still do you, don't worry" he smirked, nudging his mates.

"you fucking ass, is never do anything with you. and i grew up if you were wondering" i crossed my arms over my chest.

"well you grew into a bitch, a sexy one too-"

"reggie stop" archie started.

"no archie please, i'd like to hear this" i stopped him, raising my hand to silence him.

reggie got closer, until my back hit the locker and he rested his arm above my shoulder.

"you're just like the rest. serpent scum, a disgrace to the north side. you don't even have a family for god's sake. your dad raped you, everyone hates you, i'm sure if you carry on we could find martin, make some arrangements he could finish what he started" he scoffed, my breath hitching at the mention of martin.

"step-dad. actually i do have a family, the serpents. and i'd rather be called serpent scum, then be a flea ridden bulldog - sorry archie - that goes round harassing girls and discriminating against southsiders" i seethed, gritting my teeth.

"anyway, the offers still there princess, i know you want it" he sniggered swaggering backwards with the rest of the jocks, bar archie.

"alana-" he started.

"don't worry archie, i'm sure sheriff minetta would be thrilled to hear that part of your dark circle just threatened an innocent, fragile girl from the southside" i pouted, "because i do have proof"

i said lifting up a voice recording, all the evidence i needed was there. i played it back hearing the words

'i'm sure if you carry on we could find martin, make some arrangements he could finish what he started'

play back to me and archie. he shook his head as though i'd betrayed him.

"alana you can't do that, it would ruin his life" he said.

"i can't believe you're backing him up archie! so much for friends" i scoffed, walking away to find pea.

i found him by his locker, twisting the lock until it clicked open.

"guess who i just got some very incriminating evidence from, someone that you really hate" i smirked, closing his locker door.

"mantle?" he peeked up.

i played the recording for him, his face etching into a scowl as it progressed.

"i'll kill the bastard" he started walking, trying to find him.

"ah ah ah, if you hurt him, it will make everything worse" i stopped him.

"you shouldn't go to the station, they'll be uproar. serpents vs bulldogs? that's just a recipe for disaster, we'll never win" he huffed.

"so i won't, i can use it against him instead" i smiled cheekily, a plan forming in my mind.

"proceed" he said.

"so if anything happens, he threatens us or tries anything and i mean anything. i go straight to the sheriff with this proof. or post it around, i'm not sure which one will kill him more"

"that's my girl" he chuckled, picking me up and spinning me around.

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i was round at sweet peas trailer, snuggled on his bed as we just sat in silence. i think we both needed this, a chance to contemplate everything that had happened. tomorrow fangs may be getting out and there's already protesters littering the streets.

"alana" he stroked my hair.

"yeah pea?" i answered, gazing up at him.

"i think i love you" he smiled looking away, then back down.

my stomach fluttered and i sat up, kneeling in front of him.

"well no, i know i love you" he repeated, gripping onto my waist and pulling me over to straddle him.

"well i'm five hundred million percent secure that i'm absolutely head over heels, hopelessly devoted to you. i love you too sweet pea" i said giggling, remember the night when we watched grease at toni's.

i rested my forehead on his, taking in everything. he pressed our lips together, the kiss was rough but loving.

when we pulled away i sat up.

"i'm ready" i nodded.

"ready for what?" he chuckled.

"i think you know sweet pea" i teased.