The day hadn’t started out very well, it wasn’t anything bad, nothing went terribly wrong, but nothing seemed good either. Jughead wasn’t well today, and it was the worst day for that to be happening, because he was starting at South Side High. Riverdale High school was a lot different, it’s not that the kids there were nice or anything, they weren’t, and all of the alpha’s were pigs. Maybe things would be better here, maybe things would get better for Juggie. Being an omega wasn’t easy, but being an omega around a bunch of alpha’s that know you haven’t mated yet, now that was hard. His dad said that it was okay, and that he would be just fine, that he could handle it because he’s a Jones and all of that bullshit. It was bullshit, because it doesn’t matter what his last name is, that doesn’t matter anymore, what matters is the fact that he’s a non-claimed omega going to a school full of alpha’s and beta’s, not one other omega. They were rare, and Jughead had always known that, teachers had talked about it in school, how omega’s didn’t get a choice, how they were basically pets to their owners, who were almost always alpha’s. Nothing mattered when it came to an omega’s feelings, they didn’t matter, and that really fucking hurt Jughead to think about when he showed. It really hurt and he just wanted to prove to everyone and himself that he was strong, that he was capable of taking care of himself.
So, he stayed away from the Serpent’s, he didn’t want to be their little pet, the little omega that needed help, and was laughed at the whole time when he wasn’t there. He didn’t wanna be a joke, he’d been a joke his whole life, and he really just wanted to be strong and prove someone wrong for once. He just wanted to be strong. Maybe Sweet Pea figured him out and knew that he was going that route cause he chuckled, and shook his head.
“You’re never going to be anything tough little omega, please, don’t be an idiot okay? Everyone can smell you the minute you walk through the door anyway.”
Jughead had tried to fight off the tears, but omega’s were sensitive and a strong alpha like Sweets saying those things hurt more than anything. Fangs had sensed the tears, and being the beta that he was, he placed a hand on Sweets’ shoulder, guiding him toward the door, giving Jug a look of sadness as the omega curled in on himself, burning with shame, tears flowing freely when the door slammed shut.
He didn’t get off on the best start, and he had no one to blame but himself. No one talked to him, he sat alone for the first few days during lunch, ignoring the growls and rough touches from needy alpha’s. He tried so hard to block it all out every single day, but it just got so hard sometimes. He went home on Thursday and opened the trailer door carefully, trying not to wake his dad knowing he’d been taking the night shifts at Pop’s. But, his dad was already up and he saw the tears, he heard the worried whimpers and smelled the sadness coming from him. His dad was a strong alpha, someone to look up to, someone that you didn’t disobey without consequences. Jughead had wanted to be like his dad so much when he was little, now he was never going to get that chance.
“Bub, what is it? Did someone hurt you?” Jughead shook his head and curled into himself, sniffling and wiping at his tears. He shrugged and tried to leave, but he heard that known growl and whimpered, shuffling back around to face his dad.
“I… I don…don’t wanna go to, to school anymore….” FP furrowed his brow and sighed, shaking his head. “Boy, I told you, this isn’t something that we’re talking about okay? You have to go to school.”
“Dad, they all look at me like I’m a piece of meat. They all growl and they say things about me, how I….I smell and stuff like that. It’s not…it’s not fair. I’m not going anymore dad, that….that or, I won’t get the surgery…the omega procedure, I won’t do it.” FP stood up and shook his head again, “You cannot threaten me young man, do not ever say something like that again, okay? You will have to get surgery bub, no alpha is ever going to want you, or mate with you. Is that really what you want Jughead?” The boy whimpered and shook his head, looking down and shaking slightly. The thought of not having a mate makes his heart ache and everything hurts when he really does hurt when he thinks about it. His dad seems to notice it, because he softens and takes the boy into his arms, wrapping his arms tightly around his son, placing a kiss on the boy’s head. “I know it’s hard bub, I know you wanted so much more than this, but you aren’t anything to be ashamed of Jughead. I know it seems really hard okay? But, I promise, you have nothing to be ashamed of.”
Jughead pulled away and walked to his room, burying his head into the pillow, willing the ache in his heart to go away. Wanting the tears to stop, he closed his eyes and let himself fall into a sleep full of nightmares about never mating with an alpha.
The next day, after school, Jughead stayed after to work on some writing and clean up the Red and Black office a little bit. It was really dirty, and omega’s loved having things tidy and neat, maybe that part wasn’t so bad. Everyone seemed to be gone, the lights had already gone off, and it was kind of peaceful, he liked it. Knowing he needed to get home, he gathered his things and walked down the hall, taking the stairs down and turning the corner, only to run into a taller boy and his goons. The moment he realized they were all alpha’s, he bowed his head and said that he was so sorry. He should have been looking, God he is so stupid and useless. No wonder no one wanted him around.
“Oh, if isn’t it pretty little omega. How are you tonight baby? Hmmm, you smell lovely baby boy.” Jughead shivered and looked away, looking down and hiding his face from the three boys in front of him. He really just wanted to go home, he really wanted to go home and eat some dinner with his dad. He wanted to get some sleep and get waffles from Pop’s in the morning. He wanted so many things, but he never got what he wanted, he didn’t get a choice, he never would get a choice again.
“Say, c’mere pretty boy, heard you still needed to be claimed. Gosh, you’re awfully pretty, I’d walk you around on a little whore leash huh?” Jug shook his head and started to walk away, he didn’t want to deal with this right now, maybe on Monday when he had more energy. But, the thing is, he never got a choice.
Hands grabbed him before he had the chance to open the door, they pulled them in, slamming him against the lockers, making his face dig into the metal lockers. He whimpered, tears already falling down his cheeks. Alpha’s scared him sometimes, and sometimes he didn’t know how to do this, he didn’t know what the fuck to do. He wasn’t strong enough, he was weak and useless, because of this, he was pinned to the ground, his face meeting the cement, making him cry out.
He wiggled around as they laughed, pulling at his hair, rucking his shirt up. One of the taller ones yanked his hips up so the other could unbutton his pants and yank them down with his boxers.
“Stop… pl-pl-please a-stop. Please I don’t…please don’t, I don’t want-want it ple-please.” They laughed even more, one of the boys’ nudging his hips against his back side, causing him to cry harder. There was no sign of stopping and he really didn’t know what to do anymore, so he yelped, trying to cry out for help, but no one was around. The boys kept going and going, one of them pushing against his scent gland. Juggie dropped his head in defeat, facing the fact that he would be claimed by some freaks that just thought he was a good piece of meat.
There was a loud bang that seemed to startle all of them at once, the scent of a strong alpha present filling the room, causing the others to growl and yank Jughead’s hips higher in the air, needing to claim him quickly before the other alpha got there. But, they didn’t get the chance, all of them were off of him in a second and running for their lives. His breath was fast, and he huddled into the corner, hoping that this guy wasn’t going to hurt him.
“Hey, Juggie, stop, just breathe, I’m not going to hurt you, you’re okay. I promise that it’s going to be okay, here, let me help you get home okay? I’ve got a sweatshirt for you in the back of my car.”
Sweet Pea, it was only Sweets, but he hated Jughead right? The boy didn’t seem to hate him though, because he pulled the shaking omega into his arms, shushing him and helping him pull his clothes back on. He brushed his hair back and kissed his cheek. Pulling him into his arms and carrying him out of the school, keeping his head buried in his own scent gland so Jughead would hopefully be confronted by the smell. The omega seemed to take well to the action, snuggling closer to the alpha and letting the taller boy set him down in the car, and wrap him in a sweatshirt.
The drive was silent, beside the boy whimpering and shaking with fear, the smell was sickening to Sweet Pea, and he wanted to murder the fucking boys that did this to this sweet baby boy that just needed to be loved by someone. It made him furious, he wanted to rip their heads off the minute he saw them on the precious boy, but he knew that Juggie needed him to stay there and comfort him. Omega’s are very sensitive and emotional, and to even think about leaving Jughead alone in this minute, it broke the taller boys heart into pieces.
With a growl, he put the car into park and walked to the other side of car, helping the small boy out and carrying him up the front steps of the trailer. He didn’t bother knocking, knowing that FP was going to be home anyway, and that this was going to look a little bad, but after some explanation and talking through with the other alpha, he would see that Sweets would never hurt his baby boy. He would never harm the omega purposely, and if he ever did, he would consider himself dead.
FP was on the couch when the door slammed open and the taller alpha walked in carrying his baby boy in his arms. A growl left the father as a stood and walked over to the boys, taking his son from the other alphas arms.
“What did you do? Huh Sweet Pea?! What the fuck did you do!!” The alpha growled, stepping toward FP as the father laid his boy on the couch.
“I didn’t do anything FP! I would never hurt him, don’t you ever think I would. God sake, who the fuck do you think I am FP!?”
The father whipped around and slammed Sweets into the door, gripping his shoulders tightly.
Sweet Pea shrugged the man off and walked away. His nails dug into his palms as he whipped back around.
“Some alphas, at the school. They got to him when he was walking out, knocked him around a bit, pinned him to the ground. Took his clothes off, they were teasing him, messing with his scent gland like he was a piece of meat. Like he wasn’t worth anything to them, he’s beautiful and he deserves love, not to be used. I am not telling you I’m perfect. But I would never treat him like that. I would never hurt him like that FP. Ever. And if he would have me, I would claim him and take care of him. I would love him in ways that none of those fucking animals could. Those pieces of shit. God, I need to kill them, make sure that they know they can’t get away with this. That no one can get away with hurting him!”
FP backed down a bit looking over to his baby as he lay whimpering on the couch. He nodded. Understanding that Sweet Pea meant well. He knew that the boy was good for his son, but he was trying to be careful, he didn’t wanna make and decisions for his boy, but Sweet Pea was good. He was good. And he would take care of his son. Jughead was a stubborn boy, and he wouldn’t give himself to anyone quickly, but maybe he would accept the fact that Sweets was what was best for him.
The boy lay there on the couch and FP let Sweet Pea walk over to him and hold him close or his chest for the night. In the morning, those boys would be killed, and everyone would know not to touch Jughead again. Perhaps by the end of the week, Sweet Pea would be the alpha to the precious baby boy.
He would be there to protect the boy. No one would ever touch what was his again. Ever again.
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