cherry bomb ➢ riverdale

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"Cheater, Cheater" continued~
Requested by Madaboutlil

So sorry for the wait, everybody!

𝓢𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓟𝓮𝓪

I sat on my sofa, Braydon lying limp in my lap, his head resting on my chest. Brandon sat on the ottoman, his eyes glued to the television screen.

"Baby boy, maybe we should go to bed. Come on."

I said as I stood up, resting Braydon's sleeping form on my hip. Brandon looked up at me and nodded, a small boyish smile across his lips. He hopped up off of the ottoman, hurrying to my side. His shaggy black locks of hair bounced atop his head, his dark brown eyes resembling Sweet Pea's perfectly.

Brandon was born four years ago; black hair, russet brown eyes, golden tan skin and 7.8 pounds. He was our first baby, looking just like Sweet Pea. The very next year, Braydon was born; wavy black hair and big blue eyes with the most adorable personality.

But there was something Sweet Pea didn't know. I was pregnant again, 12 weeks. I was already showing and I would get morning sickness often but I never aloud my sons to see me in such a state.

I guided Brandon by his small hand over to the bed in the back of my old trailer. My sons, being so young and clingy, did not mind sleeping in the same small bed as me. I laid Braydon's limp little body down into the warm soft bed, he whimpered a little in his sleep as he adjust to the soft cushion. Brandon threw his leg over the edge of the bed and rolled into it, he looked up at me while he lay on his back. He raised his little feet in the air and smile cheekily. I smiled down at my son, rolling his worn down gray socks off of his tiny feet before tucking him in next to Braydon. Brandon tugged his little brother's limp body forward, hugging him as if he were a stuffed animal.

"I love you, mommy."

Brandon murmured, I leaned down, brushing the thick black hairs from his forehead. I leaned in and kissed his forehead before doing the same to Braydon.

"I love you too, sweetheart. Sleep well, okay? Mommy has to go clean up some and then I'll be right back. I love you both so much."

I said softly, Brandon giggled softly and snuggled into the warm blankets, still clutching his little brother. I stepped out quietly, closing the door behind me gently. I wandered into the small living room, grabbing the plates, cups and utensils from dinner. I took them into the tiny kitchen, setting them in the sink. My stomach gurgled painfully, I grasped the edge of the counter and took a deep breath. I had not eaten dinner because I could only really afford supper for the boys. Since they were both growing quickly, it was important for me to keep them healthy and fed well.

Eventually, the pain faded and I started to do the dishes as quietly as possible. I thought to myself about everything really, Sweet Pea, the boys and my pregnancy. Lucky for me, I had help from my family I guess, but I hated putting them through everything. They did not deserve any of it. I was suddenly pulled from my thoughts by loud banging on the door of my trailer. It made me jump, dropping one of the boys' plastic meal plates. I looked up at the clock on the small stove by the sink. It was nine thirty now, I didn't think it was a good idea to answer though. I didn't have Sweet Pea anymore so I didn't want to take the risk. I stared at the door, feeling incredibly uncomfortable now. My eyes drifted to a kitchen knife that rested in a small puddle of water at the bottom of the sink. I slowly reached to take it in my hands before creeping towards the door. I almost yelped as another few raps on the door arose. I took a deep breath before slowly opening it just a crack to see who it was. Suddenly, the door was flung open and in stormed Sweet Pea. I jumped back and quickly put the knife on the counter, slightly relieved that it was only him.

"Sweet Pea, what the fuck are you doing here? This is my house and you can't just barge in like this! It's almost ten o'clock and you need to leave now."

I demanded sternly, glaring up at his walnut brown eyes. For a moment, I wondered if he was drunk. He looked so furious that I started to crumble in his gaze. I started to shake as I backed away from him.

"Leave? Like you left with my kids? You didn't even let me explain anything, you just left me! You took my boys away from me because of your dumbass assumptions that I fucked another girl! Do you really think I would fucking do that to you?! Is that what you think of me?!"

Sweet Pea shouted, his authoritative voice overpowering the whole trailer. I pressed my hands against his chest, trying to hold him back.

"Would you shut up? Brandon and Braydon are asleep and I don't want you to wake them up!"

I whispered angrily, looking back at the door of my bedroom protectively. That only seemed to upset him more and he grabbed my wrist, glaring down at me. He tugged me out of the front door while I struggled against him. As soon as he stopped and turned to me, I slapped him across the face and his face wrenched to the left. Not hard but I still regretted it immediately. He looked at the ground while a flush grew on his soft cheek. I quickly reached foreword with shaky hands to feel his cheek, feeling the warmth of the strike. Tears welled in my eyes as I started to break down.

"I didn't mean to, I'm so sorry."

I murmured in disbelief of what I had done. I had never actually taken out my anger on him before and I had never wanted to. He only placed his hand over mine, keeping me from taking it away.

"I know, I'm alright. I guess I kinda deserved that."

He said with a chuckle, I could not help the small cheeky smile that grew on my lips. I finally took my hand away and stepped back from him. I looked to the side and gestured to the lawn chairs offering to sit. We each sat in one and I ran my hands through my hair before sighing and looking back up at him. The talk we had was a long one, in fact it lasted hours. In conclusion, he had made a mistake though it as not nearly as serious as I had expected.

"I'm pregnant."

I stated after a long silence between us. Pea looked up, his eyes as wide as dinner plates. I couldn't help but laugh, his reactions to pregnancies were always amazing. He stood and came over to me, getting on his knees before me. He lifted my shirt, seeing that my belly had started to protrude. He leaned in and pressed his lips against my stomach, kissing it. I squeaked from the sensation, it honestly tickled quite a bit. I reached down and held his head gently, running my small fingers through his black locks.

"I hope your a baby girl in there."

I heard him mutter, I smiled and rested my other hand on my pale stomach. The rest of the night was a haze but the next morning, I awoke on Pea's lap. I felt so groggy but that had been the best sleep in weeks maybe even months. Sweet Pea was already awake, cigarette in hand while the other hand rested on my hip. I yawned and stretched slightly, careful not to hurt him.

"Morning, beautiful."

He said cooly, I chuckled and kissed his cheek as he expelled smoke from his lips. I laid my head in his neck for a moment, drawing circles along his chest before I sat up in his lap, surprising him.

"Wait, the boys are all alone!"

I said in panic, as if on cue, the door opened and two tiny faces peered around it. They squealed and tumbled over one another as they darted out of the trailer quickly. Sweet Pea barely had enough time to put his cigarette out in the dew covered grass before the two rascals were on us, overflowing with joy and excitement.

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Hey Readers, if there are anymore since I've been gone for months.

I need some help with book, if anyone has any ideas I would really appreciate it though I typically prefer to keep my female or male character unnamed. But yeah, anyway, if anyone is willing I would really love a plot. ❤️