Youngblood // Sweet Pea

10

The cold air smacked my face as I walked to the truck. Night fall was apon us. The town of Riverdale quaked in the mist of the farm leaving as everyone wondered what we would do next.

I buckled up before pulling from the drive way. Sweet Pea had just started his job at the police station, protecting the citizens of Riverdale.

Deciding that he would need food for his night shift, I stopped at pop's, before heading the rest of the way to the police station.

Pulling into the empty spot of the citizens parking lot. I grabbed the bag of food and slid from the seat. Walking into the police station and talking to the young pretty receptionist, she finally called Pea from his shared office.

He made eye contact before leading me back to his office. No one was in as I sat in the chairs adjacent to his desk. I placed the food down, before he opened the bag, grabbing the burger and fries out.

"You almost look better than this burger." He said as he smirked, taking a bite of the buger.

Blushing, I shooed him a way with my hand, watching him eat, watching him look like an angel.

He slipped behind his desk, motioning me to come towards him, which I did, sitting in his empty lap. His arm wrapped around my waist as he continued to eat.

Once he finished his burger, his hands trailed my body and his lips met my neck. My body was his, only his.

I turned in his lap, now facing him, and then littered his face and neck with kisses and love bites. His phone rang as we kissed, he ignored it, before it rang again.

I watched as he answered it, I was close enough to hear it, if it was louder, I could. He nodded before answering the receptionist.

A knock came at the door, I quickly stood from Pea's lap and rushing to the chair across from the desk. Sweet Pea opened the door, allowing whoever to walk in.

I gasped when I saw who stood in the frame. Mac, the man I believed was my father for sixteen years, and made me do horrid things.

I stood from the chair, making eye contact with Mac, before grabbing the take out bag.

"No hello?" Mac said as he entered the room. Pea gave a troubled look, before everything snapped into place in his head.

"Sir, you have to leave." Pea said calmly. Mac reached in his intercoat pocket grabbing at something.

"Sir? Leave." Sweet Pea said, going to direct him from the office. Mac pulled his hand out, a gun in his hand, pointed towards me.

Sweet Pea shouted into the hallway, as Jughead and FP came rushing from god knows where. I reckoned his gun held 3 bullets.

Firing, I froze, about to take a bullet. I froze, before being knocked off my feet. The bullet ripping through the air and shattering glass.

Words echoed and sounded distant. A second bullet shooting from somewhere, from someone. I felt someone kick me in the head before I knocked into the opposite desk in the room.

The third and final bullet rang, piercing my skin as I screamed, and then another. A thump knocked onto the floor, sending a vibration through my body.

A damp hand touched my face, my eyes lolled in my eyes, before i met FP's face.

"Hey, HEY." FP said towards me as pressure was applied onto my chest as blood poured. I blinked, before turning my head, to see Mac on the floor.