Riverdale One Shots

DO WHAT YOU GOTTA DO- FP

DO WHAT YOU GOTTA DO
*You Were Never There
Guess You Don't Have A Phone, You Never Called To Say I Miss You.

Hahaha, Are You Kidding? Is This A Joke. You Need To Let It Go, You're Stronger With Those Daddy Issues*

Your POV

You sat in the trailer with your younger brother waiting for FP, you refused to call him dad after he sent you to Toledo with your mother and sister. You looked over to Jughead who was fiddling with his jeans "Why did you come back?" He asks abruptly as he lifts his head up to look You in the eye
"I came home Jug, To be with you and dad, to finish off school, help with the serpents" you said as you stand and start to pace. Jughead just sits and watches you, tension filling the air between you two "you know you have to do the serpent dance to become one of them right?" Jug asks you, you snort at him "I've been home for a few days Jughead, I convinced everyone to let me do the gauntlet" you respond. This time it was Jugheads turn to stand
"You did what!?" He exclaims throwing his hands up, you roll your eyes at him
" I did the gauntlet" you emphasis each word, utter disbelief crosses his faces and his eyes go wide, Their focused of something behind you causing you to turn around and face FP. You step back in shock seeing him sober for the first time in a long time, his facial expression unreadable until his eyebrows draw in together
"You did what little girl?" He shouts at you causing some flash of memories from your early life: clutching jellybean as FP threw things around the trailer, listening to your mum scream at him to leave Jughead alone, the echoing sound of skin hitting skin. You stood there frozen with the fear that once controlled your entire life as you stared at FP, you couldn't tell how much time had passed before you found your voice "I said I did the gauntlet FP"
A flash of anger ran across his face "My name is father to you not FP" he spat taking small steps further inside the trailer, I couldn't help the laugh that bubbled its way out of your mouth nor could you stop the words that followed "Father? That title is reserved for someone who actually acts like a father. Not a man whom gets so loaded that he wakes his entire family up at 4 in the morning when his children have school or lets his wife take 2 out of the 3 of his children away from him and then abuses the child left with them" the anger on his face wasn't just a flash anymore, he huffed and shook his head "Why that's a mighty big chip you've got there kiddo, Jug? You feel the same?" He asked swinging his head toward the quiet figure of your little brother, he looked between the two of you "keep me out of it" he said pushing passed FP and walking out the door. FP eyed you off as he walked over and sat down at the table, he placed his head in his hands and sighed. You didn't move from where you stood, instead you mentally prepared yourself for the battle between you and FP, as you stared at him closely you noticed a tear run down his face.
"Guess you don't have a phone, cause you know you never called at all. Not on birthdays, not even once to say I miss you" you said as you twirled your hair around your finger waiting for him to respond. He wiped his hand down his mouth as he looked to you "Guess daddy issues run in the family, We've all got them. Me, you, Jug. Hell I'll even bet jellybean has them but you know what little girl don't worry they will make you stronger." He retorted as he got up and grabbed a beer from the fridge, sitting back down and swigging a mouthful of it. You sigh and go to sit across from him, threading your fingers through each other and leaned on them, you stared at the worn skin of your fathers face. Remembering the high school photos your mother showed you, a devilishly handsome face that became battered over the years. A small sigh slid from your lips
"You want to make up for being a really crappy dad?" You asked as you leaned back in your seat, FP raised an eye brow at you. Leaning forward again, looking him dead in the eyes "Let me stay and be a serpent with you and Jug" you said with a small but strong voice. FP brought his hand to his mouth wiping away at what ever was there and pursed his lips "On one condition" he said, you nodded slightly with both eye brows raised as to say 'continue' "You can't be involved in any fights. Doesn't matter if it involves your brother or myself, you have to keep out of it and stay away from the ghoulies" He finished holding out his hand, I pushed his hand away and jumped across the table and tackled him in a hug
"Thanks dad" I said as I snuggled into his chest.