The Mystery of Y/N

Chapter Six - FP to the Rescue

Desperate times call for desperate measures. You didn't think that idiom was quite fitting until you found yourself standing outside of the Whyte Wyrm, a notorious South Side Serpent hangout. 'Come on Y/N you need to this, for your family' you told yourself. After a good ten minutes of you standing outside a wave of confidence came over you and you made your way inside the dingy bar. When you walked in a silence overcame the bar, everyone was looking at you as you weren't the usual customer who goes to the bar. You stuck out like a sore thumb. Your grip on your bag tightened along with your coat as if to protect you from all the stares you were receiving. You held your head up high and walked to an empty seat at the bar and sat down in it, your bag still gripped on your shoulder. "What can I get you?" The bartender asked.

You pretended to think about it, looking at all the options they had even though you already knew what you were having. "I'll have a water, please." The bartender gave you a questioning look before he went off to fulfil your order.

"You do know this is a bar, right?" The guy next to you said. He turned so he could get a better look at you, taking in what you were wearing. "What's a pretty girl like you doing here anyway? Let me guess, trying to piss off mommy and daddy? Drinking water won't do the job. Let me get you a real drink."

"I'm good thanks." You declined, turning away from so you had your back to him. The guy scoffed at your apparent rudeness. He grabbed your arm roughly so you were facing him again. You looked at him with a pained expression from him hurting you. The guy was about to saying something when someone interrupted.

"What's going on here?" FP asked, standing behind the two of you. When the guy saw FP he visibly gulped.

"We were just talking." He replied, his tone much softer now the head Serpent was around. FP looked at where the guys hand was on your arm causing him to remove it hastily before slipping out of his chair taking himself and his drink to the other side of the room. You and FP watched on as the guy who was bothering you left. He then turned back to you and grabbed your arm, gentler than the other guy, and lead you out of the bar. When you were a safe distance away FP stopped in his tracks almost causing you to bump into him.

"What are you doing here, Y/N?" He asked. FP knows you as one of Jughead's friends and has met you a couple of times before, mainly in Pop's. "It's too dangerous for you to be out here on your own. Do you parents know you're hear? Does Jughead know?"

"No! No one knows I'm here." You admitted.

FP groaned, rubbing his hand across his face. "Y/N... why are you here?"

"I- I need help." You told him with slight hesitance in your voice. "Look, I wouldn't be here if I wasn't desperate. Please." FP looked over to you. He could see the desperation in your face, and hear it in your tone. He knew helping you was going to comeback and bite him. It did with Jason and it will with you.
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Betty decided to come with Jughead to ask his dad about you. They walked up to the trailer door and Jughead hesitated before knocking. He knew his dad wasn't at fault here and didn't want to accuse him of anything but if he didn't ask they may never know what happened to you. After he knocked on the door, movement could be heard from inside the trailer before the door opened. "Hey, Jug, Betty. Come inside." He said as he ushered them in. "What brings you down here?"

"Dad... we need to ask you about Y/N." Jughead admitted, a look of regret formed on his face as he did. It felt wrong accusing his dad of being involved. Betty saw Jughead struggling with this, as did FP, and gave his hand a squeeze in comfort.

"I understand. I was wondering when you were going to show up and ask me about her." FP said sitting down in his favourite chair and gesturing for Betty and Jughead to take a seat on the couch.

"Jughead said that he saw her, in the summer before she disappeared, with two Serpents. We were just wondering if you knew anything about that." Betty questioned him.

"I admit she was helping us a little. I didn't want her involved but I knew that if I didn't keep an eye on her she would get into some serious trouble. She's stubborn like that." He divulged.

"How did this arrangement come about anyway?" Jughead asked.

"She came to the Whyte Wyrm one night. Asked for me to help her. Y/N said she needed money, something about her parents. I don't know though she wasn't very clear on that front. I declined at first and told her to go home and not come back as it is too dangerous but she wouldn't take no for an answer. She told me that she was going to do whatever she had to whether that was working for the rival gang. I couldn't let that happen so I told her I'd help."

"What did she do for you?" Betty wondered.

"Similar deal we had with Jason. She would sometimes deliver but also get us some new customers." FP admitted. "That was until..."

"Until?" Jughead asked wondering what the remainder of the sentence is.

"Until she stopped working for us unexpectedly. I have no idea who for though. It wasn't the rival gang." He informed them. Something clicked though when he went over everything that happened when you were helping the Serpents. "I did see Y/N talk to someone, they gave her an envelope with money and were in a black Cadillac. It was expensive. Who ever it was had money."