gangsta - riverdale sweet pea

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"No, you can't do this you can't" I growled, trying to jump from the bed.

She just pushed me back down as the nurse began to wheel my bed away from sweet pea and fangs, and into the separate room. 

"Is this normal, nurse?" Penny asked, faking a polite tone.

"Yes, She will be confused after the incident. She can be discharged tomorrow with the right medicine though" The nurse nodded.

Tomorrow? No I need more time to heal, to see sweet pea and fangs and my dad and jughead. I can't leave with this bitch tomorrow.

Penny and I were left alone, and she locked the door behind her quietly.

"This is it kid, you're coming home" She grinned, opening her arms in victory.

"Why?" I asked, confusion covering my expression.

"We need a weakness, I thought that was obvious" She scoffed, walking over to me and sitting on the edge of my bed.

"I'll never follow you all, I'd rather die" I spat.

"Okay... but I'm sure we can sway you eventually" she smirked.

Her fingers traced my neck, where the tattoo decorated my skin.

"You're lucky" She added.

"Why?" I asked, my voice still hoarse.

"I would have cut this off you, but I can't have an ugly daughter with a big ass scar on her neck can I?" She pouted jokingly.

"I'm not your daughter, maybe by blood, but never by choice" I stated.

"Nobody chooses their family, kid. I'm all you've got" She shrugged.

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I winced in pain as I left the hospital. I wasn't even allowed to say goodbye to my family and friends before being rushed off to the south side, where the ghoulies and now me called home.

Penny had completely taken over the Wyrm, and even lived above it meaning she was always there and watching.

"This is your room" She huffed, motioning to a room with a double mattress thrown on the floor.

"Don't come out, and you'll have some visitors soon" She snarled, shoving me inside.

I seethed in pain, hitting the floor and stretching the stab wounds. She'd obviously tied some strings, why did they discharge me so soon?

She slammed the door shut and twiddled the lock, and as soon as she did the tears began to fall from my eyes uncontrollably. I screamed in anger, picking up my bag and throwing it towards the wall. Thoughts rushed around my head about how I could escape. But only one was sticking out to me as reasonable. I could end it all right now. I'm not needed am I? They don't love me, clearly. Sweet Pea won't see me again, and neither will FP and Jug, they're the only people I love for really. My wounds were excruciating, and the thought about joining Midge again was seriously tempting.

No, I can't think like that. There's a way out, I always find one.

After what felt like hours, the door handle began to twiddle again, and I backed into the corner nervously.

Two guys entered, both wearing weird stoney gargoyle looking masks. The left guy took the mask off to reveal the one and only, Malachi. How fabulous.

"Hello, princess" He winked, walking over to me.

He got extremely close, so I put my hands up to his chest to push him away.

"Woah woah, I only came to check your wounds. Queen's orders" He defended and I nodded nervously.

There is no point rebelling, I'm already weak enough as it is to begin fighting back yet. Plus, it could work to my advantage if they think that I am weak now, so my strong self could make an appearance later.

I sat down on the mattress and he lifted my top up. With every touch my skin shivered, why did it have to be him? As he began pulling off the bandages, I started to wince in pain, which he noticed yet just carried on. A few tears pricked at my eyes as he replaced the dressings, and he wiped one away from my skin with his thumb, giving me an eerily seductive glare. Disgustingly, he kissed my cheek when he was done and him and his irrelevant crony left me alone yet again.

Now this is something that I never pictured happening. This guy had literally raped and stabbed me, now I'm practically living with him and his gang as the leaders daughter? No, it must be some satanic nightmare. Oh wait, it's definitely my reality.