A Fool
A Fool.
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Fangs Fogarty x Reader.
Requested by: Anon
Prompt list #2 & #’s 48 & 49 for Fangs from Riverdale please
#48. "You know, I trusted you, I believed in you and all you did was make me look like a fool."
#49. "I can't do this anymore, I deserve to be happy."
Warnings: angst? heartache? idk I'm lost as heck
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Y/N let out a loud sigh and banged her head against the wall.
They were fighting again, her and Fangs, were once again fighting. About what? She wasn’t even quite sure anymore, all she knew is that every time they argued, he stormed out of his trailer, slam his door and she would end up breaking a glass of something.
“You both doing alright there?” Sweet Pea asked, startling you out of your pained reverie.
“Jesus Christ Pea, what the hell are you doing here?” you asked, trying to calm your racing heart.
“I’m staying the night here I was asleep when I got woken up by a shouting match.” He replied grabbing water from the fridge. “You sure y’all both are alright?”
You let out a scoff and shrugged your shoulders, tears welling up. “I don’t know. I honestly don’t even know what set him off this time. We were just calmly talking and the next second he got so defensive and started yelling”
“Which, knowing you, also set you off and you started screaming back at him again.”
“I wasn’t at first, but then he accused me of cheating.” You admitted, tears now flowing down your cheeks. Sweet Pea froze. “He basically called me a South Side slut. Said why should he listen to someone who would easily spread her legs to the first North Sider she saw.”
Sweet Pea shook his head. “That doesn’t sound like him.” You scoffed and turned to him.
“Well, I don’t know what to tell you Sweets, that’s literally what he told me.” You said walking to the couch to sit down “I just don’t get how we went from planning our 2-year anniversary, to having a fight. Another fight.”
Sweet Pea sighed and went to go sit with you. “What do you mean by another fight?”
“I don’t know, lately it seems like he’s annoyed by everything.” You admitted, leaning back turning to him. “And then just recently he started accusing me of cheating on him. Like if I’m not literally with you guys all the time.”
Sweet Pea furrowed his eyebrows. “Fangs loves you, that doesn’t sound like him, accusing you of cheating? You guys are attached to the hip. That sounds unlike him.”
You wiped your tears away. “I think he’s under stress, ever since he started partnering up with Kevin for theater for the new musical, it’s no excuse but still.”
“Kevin?” he asked confusedly. “Why would he be with Kevin? There’s no musical being planned anytime soon, not since they finished Carrie.” You frowned in confusion.
“But Fangs said that he and Kevin were going to be doing something.” You slowly said, remembering all the recent times that he’s left you suddenly.
You abruptly stood up to go towards the laptop you both shared, heart racing. You needed to check something, remembering a day when Fangs got home late, trying to be discreetly about it too. You remember him going to the laptop and doing something, and then being so jumpy every time you used it for schoolwork.
“Y/N, what are you doing?” Sweet Pea asked confused, following you to the bedroom.
“I just need to check something.” You breathed out. “I mean it’s farfetched but, I need to know I’m not crazy or anything.”
“What are you talking about?” Sweet Pea asked, still confused about the whole thing.
You opened the laptop and checked the videos folder and then check photos, at first nothing sticked out until you tried to click on a photo album that wouldn’t open. Tears starting to well up and you guessed his password, and then photos of him and Kevin popped up. Some involved kissing, other involved them cuddling, etc. Sweet Pea took a step closer, eyes widening.
Letting out a small sob. “He’s been cheating on me.” You managed to say. “Oh god, he’s been cheating on me.” Now fully crying, you walked away from the laptop, trying to get away from the pain. Sweet Pea stepped back and pulled you in into his arms as he tried his best to comfort you.
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Fangs sighed as he came back home the following day, he knew what he was doing was wrong but being with Kevin, it made him feel something, but he was so much in love with you, he couldn’t and wouldn’t let you go.
He had stopped by a flower shop near Greendale, picked out the prettiest flowers, along with the box of your favorite snack. He had to apologize, he didn’t mean to tell you all those mean things, you didn’t deserve that, but they just flew out of his mouth, and he couldn’t take that back.
Unlocking the door to his trailer. “Hey babe?” he called out. But nothing. “Babe?” he walked into the living room where he saw the laptop sitting on the small table, it was open and when he glanced at the screen, his heart dropped. There sat the laptop open with the photo of him and Kevin kissing as his wallpaper. “BABE!”
He ran to the bedroom, but it was empty, he checked around for your stuff that you would sometimes leave behind but everything was gone. He took out his phone, attempting to call you, but all he got in return was a ‘leave a voicemail.’ “Fuck!” he screamed, trying to keep his cool.
He tried your phone again, but once again it went straight to voicemail, letting out a frustrated yell, he decided to call Sweet Pea. He picked up on the second. “Go for Sweet Pea.”
“Sweets, do you know where Y/N is?”
“No?” Sweet Pea lied. “I left your place early this morning, and they were still there. Have you tried Pop’s yet?”
“No, but thanks Sweets.” Fangs hung up and grabbed his keys and started to make his way out. He quickly drove over to Pop’s and from outside he can see your silhouette by one of the windows, taking a deep breathe in he made his way towards inside.
You took a small glance out the window and see Fangs making his way inside, wiping your tears away you mentally cursed out Sweet Pea for ratting on you. But you knew it was for the best.
Fangs arrived to where you were sitting and scooted into the booth across from you, the both of you stayed silent for a bit. “Baby.” He said softly grabbing your hand. Snatching your hand back angrily, you let out a scoff and started at him for a long time.
“You know, I trusted you.” You began tears began welling up. “I believed in you and all you did was make me look like a fool.”
“It’s not like that.” Fangs began. You shook your head. “I mean it, it really isn’t.”
“Stop. I saw the pictures, Fangs.” You said, wiping your tears now. “We made a promise to each other, that we were going to be honest each other.”
Fangs leaned back on the booth and shook his head. “I mean it babe, it’s not what it looks like, they are rehearsals photos”
“STOP LYING TO ME!” you yelled, slamming your fist down. Everything went silent in the diner, letting out a small scoff you grabbed your things and started to make your leave. Fangs quickly followed you out.
“Y/N believe me, I’m not lying to you, please believe me.” Fangs urged.
“Then why the hell was your photo album locked Fangs.” You replied, turning to him now, for a whole minute he stayed silent, staring at you and then staring at the ground. “You cheated.”
Fangs looked up at you and then looked away. “It doesn’t’ mean anything.” He finally whispered.
Tears welled up and you stared at him for a long time in disbelief. “I can't do this anymore, I deserve to be happy.”
Fangs finally reacted. “Babe, no, you can’t do this.”
“I can and I will.” You said backing up now, shrugging your shoulders. “You cheated on me and there’s no coming back from that.”
“Y/N. No please give me another chance, please.” Fangs begged. You shook your head, walking away now, Fangs began to follow but you kept shaking your head a no.
“I’m sorry but we’re done Fangs.” You said, tears forming again. Fangs tried to reach for you again, but you flinched away from him. “I mean it, we’re through. Please don’t call me or follow.”
With that you walked away, leaving Fangs behind, trying your hardest not to look back at him.
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Surprise? Boo! Did I surprise ya? I know I surprised myself. I was going through my photos deleting some stuff and I saw that I had screenshots that I have saved tracking to do imagines, that plus being a burnt out working adult I was like what the heck lets attempt to finish this.
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