Youngblood // Sweet Pea

6

Betty and the rest of the core four had been silent. Fizzle rocks were still spreading across town like wildfire.

I sat with my side against the headboard, having the natural light shine through the window as I read. The rain pittered against the metal roof.

Sweet Pea was out with the other serpents, while I was home. I didn't mind the silence, you didn't get a lot of it in this damn town.

Betty had met with the farm leader, but never told me what she had learned, if they had not brainwashed her.

My bare legs sat on the cold silk sheets as I read, trying to stop my mind from thinking. I didn't want to think. My Ann Rule book was currently being wrote on a murder up in Washington state. Murder interested me, but I'm not a serial killer.

The rain picked up, causing my attention to weaver. Standing from the bed, I padded down the hallway, into the kitchen.

The house was cold and empty. I've been isolating myself from the world. Everyone has their own situations that they want to deal with on their own, and thats fine.

I was always one to be alone. Growing up, I couldn't stand people. I don't need anyone other than myself, really.

Walking to the bookcase in the living room. I ran my fingers against the boarders of the books. Landing onto the journals, I pulled on from the group.

Flipping through pages, I found writing many empty pages away. I would've never knew this page existed.

The evil never die, i am here, there, everywhere.
You cannot see me, but feel me.
Watch your back my dear.

Slamming the book shut and throwing it onto the couch. I turned the dimmed lights up. The room was bright, I could see everything.

Pushing my hair onto my shoulders, I pulled my hair into a loose ponytail. Sitting on the couch, I grabbed the journal again, flipping through pages.

My nerves rattled from my body, sending a chill down my spine. The wind smacked into the Windows hard, making a rattling noise.

The lights went out, before turning back on. The emptiness of the room set me on edge. The noise of the key being slid into the lock broke me from my spell.

Sweet Pea opened the door, walking in, and then sliding off his boots. He looked over at me as he moved towards me.

Sitting down next to me, I moved closer to him. His wet jacket stuck to my skin as we sat.

"I want to join the serpents." Sweet Pea nodded before scanning my face.
"How do you think the poisons will take it?"

I shook my head, not wanting to hear it. I laid my head on his arm as he talked about his day. It sucked that spring break was so gloomy.

He talked about police training and how they had to redo it so many times. I listened to it all, doing the same for him as he would me.

"How's Jughead?" A sigh came from the tall body, before he began talking.

"He's still trying to run his mom out of town. Her drug trade is getting out of hand. I heard that theres a bad batch of fizzle rocks floating around."

Shaking my head, I stood from his arms. The shirt I was wearing fell right above my lower thigh. Walking to the kitchen, I prepared some hot water.

Grabbing the hot cocoa mix from the pantry, I felt Sweet Pea watching me.
"Would you like some Pea?"

He shook his head no, turning his attention to the book that sat on the empty cushion of the couch. He flippied through pages before slowing down.

He read a few words from the page, before flipping through the pages. I stirred the mix into the water.

Grabbing the mug, I walked back to the couch. Sweet Pea's fingers ran over words as he scanned the pages.

Setting the mug onto the side table, I watched him. He mummbled the words he read, finally closing the book.

He set the book down, running his hands through his thick hair. His motions could send me into a fit of lust. Controlling myself, I grabbed his hand, holding it in mine.

He hummed at the movement. I grabbed the book, flipping through the already read pages to the newer, unread ones.

The journals were spread around town, waiting to be found. I have 4, but feel like more could be out there considering how the ones I have are not in order.

December 31st, 1999
I am moving into the new ages, with my friends. Mac was out with Fred and FP, leaving me with the wives.
I dismissed Gladys a lot tonight, she acts like she's highier above us, because she's the serpent queen.
Mary sipped whine as we sat around the table in the Andrews kitchen. The tv played in the living room, keeping the silents down.
I was ready to start my family, and everyone seemed to be ready for the new additions. I wasn't even married yet. The pain never went away when Fred married Mary. Mac didn't know about Fred and I, but no one did. I was left in the dust, per usual.

Placing the journal string in the book, I closed it. Looking up at Pea, his eyes were closed, his grip on my hand was loose now, telling me he was sleeping.

Setting the book onto the table, I grabbed the mug. Sipping it, I listened to the rain patter on the metal roofing. The rain wasn't going to die down, most likely going to keep me up all night.

I didn't mind. I was always more of a night owl, enjoying the darkness outside and the silence that came with it.

Nudging Sweet Pea up, I pulled him up, leading him down the hallway. Pushing the door open, Pea struggled to stay up.