gangsta - riverdale sweet pea

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I awoke with Sweet Peas arms wrapped around my bare waist, holding me close to his body as we slept. He must have been awake too, as when I began to stir he started to pepper sweet kisses down the back of my neck gently, making my back shiver.

"Morning, beautiful" He mumbled, pushing some hair from my neck to kiss my jawline.

"Morning" I groaned, turning over to face him.

I arched my head up to kiss his lips passionately, and he nibbled down on my bottom lip gently as we pulled away.

"Good sleep?" He asked.

"Better with you" I looked up at him with big eyes, and he sent me a smirk.

We were at his trailer and when I eventually rolled out of bed I shoved on my jeans and vest from the previous night, along with one of his red and black flannels.

I sauntered into the kitchen where I could smell the familiar scent of Sweet Peas speciality breakfast. Burnt toast. It may be burnt, but it tastes fine when you shove tons of chocolate Nutella all over it.

The morning went quickly, and by the time break rolled along I felt like I'd only been at school for two minutes.

The first thing I saw when I sauntered into the dining hall was an argument between Cheryl and Toni against Jughead.

I joined Sweet Pea, who was stood watching from further away with Fangs.

"What's happening?" I asked with my brows furrowed.

"In the quarantine they stole a Glamergé egg from the Lodges" He whispered, wrapping an arm around my shoulders.

"What the fuck is a Glamergé egg?" I scoffed and he shrugged his shoulders.

"I dunno, some rich shit. Costs millions though" He nodded.

"You can't do this Jughead, the Serpents are in my blood" Toni spat, folding her arms together.

"You stole. We needed to keep our conscience clean and I made that clear. You're both out, I'm sorry" He stated, and my eyes widened.

"What the hell?" I asked, and Sweet Pea shook his head at me.

"Well, what about him? He sold drugs?" Cheryl spat, looking at Fangs.

Jughead looked over at us with hurt-filled eyes.

"I'm sorry, Fangs" Jughead almost pleaded, and all of our stomachs dropped.

"Hey, you can't do that" Sweet Pea stepped forward, clenching his fists at Jug.

"No, Pea it's fine. He made it clear" Fangs mimicked, pushing his jacket into Jughead's chest.

The other two girls shook their heads at him and slammed their jackets into him too. They must have thought that he would let them all off if they challenged Fangs too, but he was too stubborn.

"Fangs, you're not leaving" Sweet Pea shook his head.

"It's good" He said, hurt evident in his eyes as he stormed out of the hall in annoyance.

"What are you doing you-" Sweet Pea started, but I stopped him by pulling his arm.

"You want your jacket back Ally? Got a few spare places" Jughead chuckled.

I just looked at him with a disappointed glare and cut him off.

"You've changed, Jug. This isn't your gang. It's everyone's. When they're all back I might think about it. But until then, I'm good thanks" I nodded, following Fangs and leaving Jughead rather dumbfounded.

Sweet Pea smirked and followed after me, catching up and linking his hand in my, intertwining our fingers together tightly.

"That's the baddass girl I've been waiting for" He grinned.

"Yeah well he's being a dick, he's my brother I can tell him that" I giggled.

"You been taking your pills?" He asked curiously.

"Yeah, everyday twice a day. What about you?" I asked.

"No, they were making me feel worse. I think it was like a psychological thing, like I knew they were there but I was almost making sure they didn't work for some reason. I don't know. Anyway, I feel better without" He nodded, giving me a shrug.

"Maybe I should try it, I do feel better now" I said, contemplating what to do.

"You could start slow? Take one of each a day, then just one anxiety one a day. I bet the depression is going faster than the anxiety is?" He suggested and I nodded in agreement.

"Yeah that sounds feasible. I'll try it" I smiled up at him.

The truth was, I wasn't feeling too much better and I probably wasn't going to try that at all. However, I don't want him worrying about me, especially when he has his own problems to worry about. I bet he would shut me up now if I was saying this out loud, and tell me that 'I was one of his problems' and that he'd always be there to help me. But, sometimes it's good to sort things out yourself.

"Come on, let's chip" He nodded over to the school field, where the outer fence was.

"I don't know Sweet Pea" I cringed, looking at the really high metal fence in worry.

"Oh come on, you were so baddass a second ago, don't ruin that for me now" He chuckled, wrapping an arm around my neck.

"Oh Whatever then, come on" I nodded, looking around for teachers before sprinting down the field.

He chased after me but with my tiny legs and high stamina I was beating him. However, he quickly caught up and dragged me down. We rolled around on the floor and when I felt my body go cold I knew we'd rolled in a boggy puddle.

"Sweet Pea" I growled, looking down at the muddy bog we were laying in.

"Whoops" He laughed, poking my nose and leaving a dot of mud on my skin.

I crossed my eyes to look at the mud and wiped his face with my hand to leave a smudge over his face. He jumped up and held out his hand, which I gladly took.

However, he pretended to help me before dropping me back into the sludgy field, making the water splash around.

"SWEET PEA, ALANA JONES, INSIDE NOW!" Weatherby shouted.

Whoopsies.