The Queen has Fallen- [Sweet Pea] // Riverdale

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*Sweet Pea's POV

"She said she saw him..." I whispered.

"Must be those damn fizzle rocks," Gladys sighed.

"No," I quickly defended Natalie. "There's no way in hell she's taking that crap. She was just..."

"I mean, did you know she was taking these?" Gladys brought out a small pill bottle and set it on the coffee table. "I mean since you know her so damn very well."

FP sighed pinching the bridge of his nose.

"FP you're not buying this are you?" I exclaimed as FP huffed in disbelief.

"Who knows what the hell else she has been taking?" He grumbled standing up snatching the pill bottle from the table.

"Wait F-"

"Hey..." Natalie walked down from the stair case. "What's going on?" She cautiously asked as she sensed the tension in the room.

"You mind telling me what the hell you were doing with these?" FP shouted at her as he made her way to the staircase where she was standing. Her eyes went wide as she noticed what he was holding.

"What are you doing with those?" She asked lowly.

"Me?!" He yelled. "Why the hell do you have these?!"

I looked at Gladys who seemed to be enjoying every second of this.

"What are you?" She furrowed her eyebrows.

"Gladys found 'em." He answered. "Is this why you weren't at school today? You were downing these god knows where."

Natalie scoffed. "Oh really?" She crossed her arms. "Because I haven't seen those since those assholes took me away. And the reason I wasn't at school was because I was tired. I'm sick and tired of this bullshit! I can't sleep because every time I close my eyes I go back to that night! I go back to that night of when I was calling out for you!" She yelled in FP's face making his demeanor completely change. "Seeing Tall Boy lying there, dead. Joaquin gone. And I can't get that damn ringing out of my head of when I was shot that night." She covered her ears. "But most importantly," she cried looking at the floor. "I can't forget about laying in that fucking hospital bed when the doctor told me that my b-"

I immediately rushed over to her, slightly bumping into FP in the process to hold her.

"Hey..." I whispered holding her tightly against my chest. "You've been through hell," I whispered. "I know."

After a few minutes, Natalie's sniffling died down and we were now on the couch.

"They used to help me sleep." She croaked. "I haven't been getting much sleep... I thought I had lost them." I rubbed her back in small circles. "I promise FP," she looked up at him. "I haven't taken any in a long time. I haven't taken any drugs besides smoke a few joints but even then," she defended herself.

"You need help." FP sighed.

"What?!" She tensed up.

"FP's right, honey." Gladys spoke up siding with her husband. "You've been through so much." I shot Gladys a look. The only reason we're in this mess is because she decided to out Natalie. "I mean maybe Alice can take her in," she suggested. "Since she raves about how the Farm has helped her so much."

What the hell is she trying to do?

"You're not serious about this," Natalie looked at FP as if he were crazy. "Are you?" She stood up.

"All I'm saying is," FP stood up as well. "Maybe therapy." He shrugged. "This is probably the only way."

"I am not going to live with Alice and her crazy ass nutjob friends." She exclaimed.

"Think abo-"

FP cut Gladys off. "Do you think I'm crazy? There's no way in hell I'm sending you with those damn lunatics." He placed a hand on Natalie's shoulder.

"But we are going to get you some help."

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A/N: it's a short one. I am so sorry I haven't uploaded I have been having major writers block for this story and with my classes and all. It's a struggle. I mean all this girl is trying do is get her degree and get out lol. But now I know where I want to go from here with the story. I hope you guys understand.

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