This is My World, Baby Boy

Chapter 10

//Trigger warning mentions of domestic abuse// Sorry for being gone basically a year im back now :) anyway can we all admit without all the tense music Riverdale kinda cringe? 

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Jugheads head was fuzzy. Everything blurred past him. All he could think about was if Fangs would be okay. As they pulled into the driveway of the house, Jughead thought about how the drive there was so much faster than when they were trying to get to Sunnyside trailer park. He got out of the car and took out the duffel bag with him. 

"So?... What's the plan?" Toni's voice broke the silence.

What the fuck was the plan? Did he want to break into a house with a deranged woman walking around? "Fuck I don't know Toni...Let's just get his stuff and go I don't want to run into that demon he calls his mom." Jughead grumbled and started walking towards the house. 

The door was cracked open, the same way they left it. Clearly, no one noticed that Fangs wasn't there anymore. As he stepped into the house, Jughead took in his surroundings, furniture was pushed around, glass littered the carpet and a broken vase lay shattered in front of them. A weird smell clung in the air he couldn't place. This was a different type of unsettling. 

The place was a disaster. They had never seen domestic violence before but this... this was it.

Both teens were shocked looking around the house. It wasn't like they were unfamiliar with violence but...seeing what Fang's mother had done there was no doubt she was dangerous. Jughead shook his head and made his way to the stairs, Toni following behind him. He wasn't expecting to find smeared blood on the hardwood stairs but there it was. Crimson red littered across the steps. 

"It- It drags down the steps... He was pushed" Toni said from behind him, he could hear the trembling in her voice but was it from fear or anger? He couldn't place it. "Yeah-" Jughead swallowed the bile threatening to come up. Instead, he carefully avoided the blood as he made his way up the stairs. If he got Fangs' blood on his shoes he'd probably throw up from sheer disgust in himself then and there. 

Multiple thoughts ran through his head about what Fangs had to put up with for so long. As they reached the top of the stairs into the hallway the off smell got stronger. On the floor was a smeared pool of vomit. 

Vomit and blood.

That was the off smell. Bile and a faint metallic scent clung in the air, it made Toni queasy. "I- I'll keep watch here you go grab his things Jug."She said moving her hand over her mouth holding back what threatened to spill from her mouth. 

Jughead gave a stiff nod and walked down the hall around the vomit and blood making his way to Fang's room. Thankfully there was no blood, clearly whatever happened didn't start in Fangs' room and that calmed Jughead a bit.

 He made quick work of grabbing Fang's bookbag and shoving his phone, computer, books, and his tossed aside wallet in the bag. Jughead moved to fill the duffle bag next. He grabbed multiple sets of clothes, socks, and all. Next, he looked for comfort items. "Where is it?" He muttered feeling around Fang's bed. His hand hit a lump under the left side of the comforter. Finally, he thought grabbing the rabbit plush, and turning to find anything else Fangs would need. 

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Toni tapped her foot on the ground. What was taking him so long? The longer she spent in this house the more the hair on the back of her neck stood up. She had an eerie feeling they were being watched and it made her nervous. 

It was weird how someone she had never even seen made her more nervous than when she and Sweet pea were arrested during a southside school raid. Sitting in that cold jail cell was nerve-wracking but this was somehow far worse. The thought alone made her heartbeat skyrocket. In all the internal panic Toni had nearly forgotten about her switchblade.