~Jugheads POV~

A week has gone by. I hadn't talked to anyone at all, just sitting at pops 24/7.

"Hey boy, I haven't seen you in a week, why don't we go have a nice talk at the trailer.." My dad said walking up to me

"Sure..why not, it's not like I have plans."

We got to the trailer, my dad locked the door, as I sat in his chair

"No, get up." He said

I got up looked down, frowning

"You and the Andrews boy huh, very manly." He said walking up to me

"It's over dad...it's nothing to get mad about"

"Nah. It's the fact my son, went for a 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 Andrews, and not the Cooper, there richer. You would have gotten a good life. But now, boy. Your about to have a bad bad life." My dad said bring out his switch blade

"Dad.." 

"I don't wanna hear it, boy." My dad said as he stabbed my stomach.

I let out a gasp, as he head bucked me, slamming me against the wall.

"If you thought that was anything boy." He said getting his leather rope, hitting me, over..and over...

He hit me so many times, I blacked out, all I remember was hearing the door slam again. Yet after that...

I don't remember knowing how to breathe.

^four hours later^

I woke up..I'm in a hospital bed. Toni sitting beside me

"Jughead!" She said sitting up

"Toni.." I said tearing up

"It's going to be alright...Sweet Pea and Fangs are taking your dad to jail as we speak" she said

"Does Archie know.." I asked

"No, would you like me to go tell him?"

"Yeah..let him know I'm alive.." I chuckled

"Alright, don't go anywhere" she said

"Where can I go?" I asked

"Shut up." She said walking out

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