Just The Two Of Us <Sweet Pea FF>

49. Anxiety

"What the hell? What did her father have to do with Hiram lodge?"
"Hiram wanted to buy a building in new york but there were still people living in it"
"He wanted the building to expand his drug empire" Jughead realises

"Exactly, but that's not all" betty gets closer to him "some people left their homes, probably because they got paid by Hiram. But the deal couldn't be made until it was completely empty"
"So he paid them to leave"
"But not everyone took the money" betty continues "suspiciously, some of the homeowners went missing... some even found dead"

"Carlos Monroe suspected Hiram was responsible and blew the deal off at trial" jug concludes "So he sent a hit man to... do we have any evidence?"
"Hiram lodge ended up buying the building but I guess we don't have enough proof"

"Wow, that's heavy" jug sighs
"We need to t-"
"No, betty, we are not gonna tell Julia, we are not gonna tell Veronica we are not gonna tell anybody"
"But-but he's a criminal... a murderer"
"Its our secret" he whispers

~

As we arrive at the graveyard I see a small group of people all dressed in black. They are maybe 4 or 5 including the priest. That's sad. He was a bad man and I'm not gonna miss him but it's still sad. Nobody is here, not even my foster mom.

"We can still go back home" sweet pea from beside me, probably because I was staring at the small group without moving or saying anything.
I take a deep breath and start walking.

"Jay?" Someone standing in front of me now
"Lisa?" I look at the small blonde girl.
She was the only one of my 'siblings' that I was close with. She's only 14.

"How are you? How have you been?"
"I've been" I stop, thinking of what had happened to me this past year, a crazy year with pretty messed up stuff "I've been good" smiling "speaking of good things" I turn to my side "this is sweet pea, my boyfriend"

"Nice to meet you" she stretches her hand out to him and he takes it. God, she looks so tiny next to him.
"Mom isn't here?"
"Of course not" she rolls her eyes "only Josh and I came. I don't even know why" she looks to the ground.

"And those 2?" I point to 2 men talking to the priest "from work?"
"Probably"
The priest starts talking but I'm not really listening.

Nobody looks nostalgic. Nobody.
And I don't know what to think.
I feel sorry, for him and all the others left at home. When my dad and my mom were buried there were a lot of people. A lot of them cried, especially my aunt and uncle.

I wish I could have lived with them, they were lovely people but unfortunately they travel a lot due to their work.

I know I was sad at my parents funeral but I was too small to understand that they were never gonna return. I only know they looked so peaceful compared to when I saw them getting shot.

But when they got let down into their grave I felt like a little piece of me was taken away. Now I look at the coffin and feel so far away.

The funeral finally ended and I say my goodbyes to Lisa.
We get on sweet peas bike and he starts driving. I don't even know why, but I start to cry. I sling my arms around sweet peas torso and press my head against his back, tears streaming down my cheeks.

Arriving at home sweet pea notices that I'm crying. "What wrong, babygirl?" He questions me still sitting on his motorcycle.
"I really can't explain this" I sob "I'm not sad"
"Well, you don't look like you're sad" he jokes and I chuckle a bit wiping away my tears. It's just that my past is really in the past now that he isn't here anymore...
"I'll just hop in the shower real quick" I really need a hot shower right now,
some time to think.

Hot water running down, the shower glass was full of little drops. Water going down my hair, to my back and down my legs. I inhale deeply and leave out a sigh, wiping the water out my face.

I turn around to see sweet pea. I admire his sculpted body with the tattoos. He steps closer, his hands going through my wet hair, leaving kisses down my neck.

He leans into, kissing passionately, making me touch the shower glass. I need to hold the glass because he's really strong. His hands grabbing my thighs, pulling them closer to his lower body, making my body bump harshly on his. With him biting my lower lip I leave out a moan.

He smiles slightly and I run my one hand through his thick hair, the other one still holding onto the wall.
"I love you"