I landed backwards, the back of my head hitting the soaked gravel. The rain had stopped. It was still cold but atleast I was a little drier.
"Falling for me already?", A voice chuckles, as I gently open my eyes, and face slowly comes into view.
"I can't catch a break, apparently", I sigh, adding a slight laugh to the end so they dont take it to seriously. I've gotten pretty good at hiding my feelings. My eyes had only just started to focus on the figure stood above me, when they offer a hand. I grab it, somehow feeling secure. Crazy, I know, but in some strange way, I felt safe from a random persons grip.
My eyes finally focus on the figure, as I brush off my shirt with one hand. I'd never been so conscious of my heart rate as I was in this moment.
Jughead! It was Jughead.
Fp's son, son of a gang leader, Jughead was the person who's grip made me feel safe, wanted. God, I am going crazy. We just stood there, looking like complete idiots, staring into each other's eyes.
His deep voice broke the silence.
"You ok?"
"Yeah..", those two words were a harsh snap back to reality, "..yeah, I'm fine, I'm good, I'm.."
A smile starts peek through on his face, but suddenly morphed into concern.
"..I'm, someone who rambles until someone stops her."
The concern grows into a look of worry.
"What's wrong?"
"Your not ok!", he blurts, "your bleeding, come with me!"
"No, honestly, I'm fine! I'll sort it out later, it'll be fine."
"I wasn't asking, I was telling you. Come with me", as he says those last few words, I feel myself fall towards the ground. My eyes shut tight, and the only thing I could feel was his arm catch me, and his other arm wrap around my legs. Then I blanked out.
I drifted in and out of consciousness, all I remembered was being lay in the back of a car, Jughead driving, maybe 40 mph, a leather jacket over me, jughead's jacket, arriving to a hospital, screaming...
Darkness.
I always hated the dark, I know it's silly and childish, but I've never been able to shake it since I was a kid. I'm not scared of the dark, I'm scared of what's hidden inside of it, and no, not as in monsters, but as in what lurks in shadows. It's the unknown that scares me, the unknowing....
"Please help..", his deep voice breaking, "..she hit her head, badly, p-please?!"
Trembling and stuttering. Genuinely scared.
*Hi, back again, lol. This is my third part, and I dunno, but I do like the story so far sooooo :) More people will be introduced in the next two or three chapters. 2020!! HAPPY NEW YEARRRRR!!! WHOOOO!! But if you don't celebrate it, hope you had a good week. Also if anyone wants someone to talk to or want to be friends, message me.*
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Fanfiction⚠️WARNING: abuse, sexual content, and graphic scenes ⚠️ This is the story of how I met him. He was the one who brought me into the light, from the dark. He saved me. He's the reason I'm here. It was all him. *This is a Riverdale fanfic, from the vie...
