Veronica One Shots

Crying over spilt milk

SweetVee
"Oh, don't cry. I hate it when you cry."

It was a quiet day, not much was going on in at the time. Veronica Lodge was spending her own day wasting it away laying in bed waiting on her boyfriend to return home.
She had begun staying with Sweet Pea after the spilt of her parents. It became unbearable to stay at home and so he offered her a place to stay with him. Which she graciously accepted.
Even though their relationship had only started just as Archie had left Veronica freshly dumped in Riverdale after she broke him out of jail. They were going steady, and things were nice with Sweet Pea. He had been her rock after her failed relationship, and had good intentions from the start. Veronica had actually been the one to make the first move.
It was at the speakeasy where they shared their first kiss. It was soft, sweet and something Veronica had craved. He was different than any boy she'd dated, Sweet Pea was caring and kind, but stern. She had fallen fast for the 6'3 tall serpent, and he had fallen for her too. They were practically attached at the hip. Wherever Sweet Pea was Veronica was there, clung to his side.
Currently Sweet Pea was on a serpent run, with Jughead and Fangs. Leaving Veronica to her lonesome in the trailer. That was one thing she hated most about him being a serpent was how many times she was left alone. Veronica would never not tell him to go and help, but it did pang her to sleep alone without his arms wrapped firmly around her.
She sighed getting up from the bed, and walking to the kitchen. Her black raven hair tussled from sleep, and Sweet Pea's large flannel swallowing her small frame. She reached up grabbing a glass from the cabinet and setting it down on the counter. Veronica opened the fridge, grabbing the gallon of milk, she didn't drink it often, but it sounded good at the moment. She poured the milk into the glass watching it fill up until she stopped screwing the cap back on and placing it in the fridge.
Sweet Pea had just pulled up in his truck parking in front of the trailer, he hadn't told Veronica he was coming home. He wanted to surprise her this time. He walked up the small steps and swung the door open.
At that same moment Veronica was walking to the living room, the sound of the door swinging open scaring her. The glass of milk slipped out of her hand and crushed onto the floor, shattering and milk spilling everywhere. Her lip began to quiver.
His eyes widen and he dropped his duffle bag by the door. Sweet Pea walked slowly over to Veronica, and could see the tears welling in her big doe brown eyes.
"Oh, don't cry. I hate it when you cry." He said softly, but it was too late.
Large tears flowed out o Veronica's eyes and down her cheeks. She didn't know why she was crying, but she felt terrible she made such a mess. Letting out a sob, Veronica looked up at Sweet Pea more tears started to swell in her eyes.
Sweet Pea moved gently around the mess and toward Veronica, his arms wrapping around her and pulling her to his chest.
"Don't cry, it's no use crying over spilt milk" he whispered, his fingers running through Veronica's hair to calm her down.
She didn't know how long she stood there in his arms crying, but her sobs slowly turned into quiet hiccups. Veronica knew that she shouldn't have cried, but with her parents, school, the speakeasy all her feelings bottled up. It only took one mistake for her emotions to run. She wasn't alone, Sweet Pea would be there he promised he would. She sunk further into his arms, closing her eyes and just staying there. He was right, there was no use crying over spilt milk.

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This was short I'm sorry but uh yea keep commenting prompts