gangsta - riverdale sweet pea

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"Dad, we need to talk" I said nervously, sitting down with Pea.

"Okay?" He laughed lightly, probably at the formality.

"I'm just gonna say it, to make it easier for me and you" I stated.

"I'm listening" He leaned forward, listening intently.

"So basically, Penny wanted me to move to New York with her to make a strip club. She wanted me to be a prostitute and a hustler, drugging customers and then stealing their money when they were out. Anyway, she needed money for New York. She thought that if she took me with her that she would get some kind of child benefit for single parents from the government. She did, but that wasn't enough. She then got Malachi to fall in love with me which I believed as I was being manipulated with fizzle rocks. Long story short, she made Malachi get me pregnant so that I would get money from the government. I'm pregnant dad" I said sadly.

"I'm going to kill that pathetic excuse for a gang, one by one" He growled, standing up.

"No! We can't let them know we know. Not yet anyway. I need some weeks of peace" I pleaded.

"Yeah, okay" He nodded.

"How are you feeling though? What do you need? I'll get you anything" He said, pulling my tiny frame into a warm hug.

"Just you. I just need you here for me. I've been struggling as it is, this is going to make it worse but as long as you two and Jughead are here, I should be fine" I smiled.

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I pulled on a baggy T-shirt dress, one that covered my bump but allowed me to have my legs out so I wasn't too warm. I was in the phase where everything was uncomfortable. If the room was warm, I was warmer. If it was cold, I was colder. Don't get me started on the smell of things. Everything was ten times worse, especially things like garlic and spices.

My hand was intertwined in Sweet Peas as we walked down the hallway.

"So let's think names, I was thinking Evangeline for a girl, or Noah for a boy?" I asked, hoping for his approval.

"Nice, I love those names. What about Dave for a boy?" He nodded.

I looked at him with disgust. Don't get me wrong, Dave isn't a bad name, but not for babies, it's like a name that only dads have, you don't see baby Dave do you?

"Why do you want to call our son, Dave?" In asked with a laugh.

"Dave Grohl? Foo Fighters, Nirvana?" He said as though it was obvious.

"We're not naming our baby after Dave Grohl. Besides, I thought she was a girl?" I poked my tongue out at him,

"Well what about Violet then? That's his daughters name" He retorted.

"Go on then, that is a nice name so I suppose it's a compromise" I laughed.

Suddenly we heard a commotion behind us but by the time we had turned around, Sweet Pea had been pinned against the lockers with his face crushed against the metal.

"You're being attested on the suspicion of the trafficking and the underage pregnancy of Alana Jones" Sheriff Keller spoke.

"What!? That's not a rule!" I shouted, trying to pull him off Sweet Pea.

"Ally, don't" Sweet Pea warned, but of course I didn't listen. We've been in this situation too many times in this exact spot.

"I didn't get her pregnant, I'm not trafficking anyone, get off me and we can talk about this" Sweet Pea pleaded calmly.

However Keller didn't listen and started attaching the handcuffs.

"He didn't do anything, get your fucking hands off him now!" I shouted, pushing Sheriff Keller so hard that he got off Sweet Pea.

However, one of the apprentice policemen grabbed me and shoved me stomach first into the lockers. My heart sunk.

"No! Stop, she's pregnant! Get your fucking paws off my girlfriend man, she's pregnant" Sweet Pea shouted, but Keller started to drag him away.

An excruciating pain shot through my stomach. No. This can't be happening.

"Shit, s-sorry I forgot you were pregnant"

Well I know who isn't becoming a real cop anytime soon.

I felt something warm dripping down my legs and I didn't even dare to look down. But I did, and I wish I never had.

Blood poured down my legs like a river, the pain not going away but my adrenaline was counteracting it.

Toni, Fangs and Jug rushed over to me with shocked eyes.

"Hey, I suggest you go and get her boyfriend from that cop car, or so help me I will pull him from that car myself" Toni growled at the cop that did this to me and he rushed away quickly.

I felt bad for him. He's only young, he didn't know what he was doing. However, I don't know what to feel right now.

The blood was staining my legs. This can't be good. With the pain and the blood, we all knew that something wasn't right. I grilled my stomach in agony and held onto Jughead for stability.

"Come here, sit down" he calmed me, knowing that this was the worst situation to be in, but also knowing that he had to calm me down.

I leant against the locker and slid down, the pain not leaving but my eyes slowly blinking closed.

"Ally!" Sweet Pea fretted, rushing to my side quickly and kneeling beside me.

I hadn't even had chance to notice the thousands of eyes that were staring us all down.

"Ally, are you still there?" Sweet Pea asked, but his voice was getting more and more faded as he spoke.

"I don't want her to go" I cried, holding my stomach sadly.

He put a hand behind my head in attempts to keep my concentration on him alive, trying to get me to stay awake.

However he failed.

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My eyes fluttered open and I was met with the familiar faces of my dad, Sweet Pea and Jug.

When I saw their saddened eyes, I knew that it was terrible news.

"She's gone, isn't she?" I said with glossy eyes.

Sweet Pea just nodded and kissed the back of my hand.

All I could do was stare straight ahead.