Meant To Be

Chapter 15

15.

I have not done this in a while. The last time I beat the crap out of somebody was in highschool when I was defending Betty from a jerk that stole a kiss from her. I remember Jughead holding him down while I Threw the punches,But this were not your typical highschool jocks. These were criminals, murderers, and to me they deserved nothing better but to rot in hell. After calming down Michael and Veronica, I insisted they both went up to my room and try and get some sleep, I still needed to take care of a few things.

When he entered the tool shed with Andre and Vince he grabbed the old baseball bat that was resting on a corner, it was chilli outside, but he didn't bothered to put on a shirt, he felt still too hot and angry to be wearing one, his black slacks were dirty at the bottom from him walking barefooted outside.

" who sent you?"

" fuck you!"

The cracking sound it made when the baseball bat connected with one of the guy's knee was not pleasant at all. But he didn't care, at this point if they were suffering, so be it. He wanted them to cry for mercy.

" If you want to walk out of here alive, you better talk!"

" No!"

This time the bat hit harder on the guy's shoulder. A scream of pain echoed probably everywhere in Riverdale. The guy beside him closed his eyes in terror, probably praying he wasn't next.

" Either talk or next is your head!".

And deep down he felt he wasn't kidding. He would feel absolutely no remorse if he had to beat his head like a piñata so he could at least get rid of the anger that was consuming him inside.

" I...I..."

"You what?!"

" im...not telling you anything!"

" son of a..."

I lost it. I lost control of who I am. And to be honest the guy in front of me would have been dead by now of it wasn't for Jughead. His hand holding mine as the bat was about to fracture this guy's cranium. I was so closed to feeling relieved and satisfy.

" drop it Archie"

" let go Jones"

" No! Drop it now...this isn't you"

He was right....before the incident this wasn't who I am, but now things have change, these bastards almost kill two important people in my live. And even though Michael's stay was temporarly I cannot erase his tears of fear from my memory, and these two needed to pay for that. Clemenza needed to pay for that. But becoming a murderer for somebody that wasn't worth it was not a good Idea, once you cross that line you can never come back from that dark place. It will follow you everywhere. So without wanting to, I dropped the bat.

" cut their index fingers and send them to Clemenza inside a box. Then turn them over to the police."

" yes sir"

Jughead followed me inside the big house, the sun was starting to appear, it was probably a bit past six. As we reach my office, I immediately grabbed the bottle of Whiskey that was on the desk, I drank straight from it, no glass needed at this time.

" well...that's a healthy breakfast"

" stop your freaking sarcastic remarks, sit your ass down and tell me what are we gonna do about this"

" I never expected them to attack so quickly"

" yeah...I know, me neather"

" well for starters, im gonna contact a contractor that can start fixing the upstairs bedroom. By the way, your mother is on her way here, she is being escorted by the serpents. Im gonna hire some more men, but for now I'll leave you a few serpents to watch the house. "