✔️ Blood Rose [2] (Riverdale) ✔️

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"I'm Not A Northsider! I'm A Southsider Trapped On The Northside!"

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The Serpents rushed into the hospital with an injured Fangs. Oscar and FP had their arm over the bleeding boy, keeping him steady, stopping him from falling.

They were all worried, terrified they would lose their boy, their brother.

"Help us! We need a doctor!" Jughead yelled as they walked through the main entrance.

Rosalie, Jughead and Leon rushed over to the receptionist. "Excuse me" Rosalie said, gaining the woman's attention. "You can wait your turn." "Our friend, he was shot" Jughead told the lady. "I need you to step -"

Leon slammed his hand on the desk. He had enough of the receptionist's clear lack of interest. "He's dying!"

"Hey!" A doctor said, gaining their attention. "What's going on here?" Rosalie ran over to the man. "Our friend, he was shot in the stomach, you have to help us."

The doctor pulled one of the nurses back. "Get me a gurney." The nurse listened, and Fangs was placed down gently. "Be careful" Jughead said.

Fangs gasped as he looked at his friends, his eyes fluttering. He was trying to keep them open. "Hang in their Fangs, you're gonna be okay" Leon told him before he was wheeled off.

Jughead started to walk away, while Leon and Rosalie sat down on the chairs. They were in shock with the events of the day. Fangs was released, Reggie shot him, and now he was fighting for his life.

Leon's head was spinning, everything kept playing on his mind, all the drama that happened since he returned was too much. Yes, he loved drama, but not this kind of drama. He wanted normal, teenage drama.

He tried to blink away the tears threatening to fall, though it all became too much. He let out a single sniffle before he broke into sobs.

Rosalie's eyes flickered to him. She smiled sadly as she began to rub his back. "He's going to be okay." "We don't know that" he cried. "We have to have a little faith. We can't lose hope, we can't" she told him.

Leon started to cry harder. "I can't lose him. I can't!" Rosalie wrapped her arms around him as he cried on her shoulder.

She would never tell the boy how she felt. The truth was, she was terrified.

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Oscar's leg was bouncing up and down, while they waited for some news. It was Oscar, Sweet Pea, Rosalie and Leon, sitting together. Leon had his hand on Rosalie's shoulder, his eyes red from crying.

Sweet Pea hadn't cried, though his eyes had been watering. He wasn't one to cry, he couldn't remember the last time he cried.

Rosalie had been crying, though her cries were more silent. She was worrying about everyone, about Leon, Oscar and Sweet Pea. They were her boys and she needed to make sure they were okay before she worried about herself.

She glanced up at the receptionist, before looking for a nurse. "I'll be back in a second." The three boys paid no attention to her as she went to one of the nurses.

"Hello, sorry to disturb you, I was just wondering how is Fangs Fogarty?" "He's still in surgery" the nurse told her.

Sheriff Minetta approached the two. "Notify me the moment he wakes up. I need to have a little talk with him."