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Fresh Start | C6

Chapter Six: Tell Me You Love Me

a\n: so sorry that its been so long! I’m trying to be more regular with it, once again sorry <3

The next day at school me and Sweets walked in, his arm wrapped around my shoulder, with Toni on my other side, them laughing away at some stupid joke they had made. Wearing a black crop top, denim skirt and vans, we all walked into the student room, and the only person there was Cheryl. We too had become closer, and I of course told her about me and Sweets. Although, immediately she wasn’t thrilled, she was going to give him a chance. “I spy, with my little eye, Kitty Kat with her new beau on her arm,” Her signature smirk plastered on her face before being quickly replaced with a giggle when she hugged me. It felt nice knowing I had her blessing, “Break her heart though, and I’ll break your face,” “I don’t plan to, Blossom,”

And for the next week it was perfect. Although, me and Archie didn’t speak at all, and I missed him. But Sweets would pick me up for school on his bike, never leave my side unless we had different classes, in which case he’d walk me to lesson, even if he was late himself. Little dinner dates, star-gazing dates… bed dates. But then everything changed. We sat on the side of Sweetwater River, atop of a blanket, me snuggled into his side. Although it was in utter silence, I had never felt less alone, and peaceful. It was perfect. Was. “Sweets?” I asked, my voice slightly muffled by his shirt. He looked down, pushing a piece of hair behind my ear. “I love you.” I said, in such a quiet voice that if any other slight noise was made, it’d be missed. I expected him to say it back, or kiss me, or hug me. Or even smile. But his whole face drained of colour before saying flatly, “Let’s get you home, I don’t want FP to kill me,” Then he stopped picking me up for school, stopped kissing me, stopped holding my hand. Whenever we were in school, he barely said a word to me, and I can’t remember the last time I went to his trailer with him there. He was a ghost.

*** Picking up my bag, I reassessed my outfit: black bralette, black mesh top with skinny jeans and black heeled ankle boots. With a nod, I called out for Jug, and we started walking to school. “What’s going on with Sweet Pea?” He broke the silence, sending me a concerned look. “I don’t know,” letting out a breath, I rolled my eyes, “And, I’d rather not talk about it,” He half-smiled, and carried on walking, dropping the matter.

When we arrived at school, Jug went off to find Archie, and Toni pulled me aside. Instantly, I knew what she wanted to talk about. Crossing her arms, she raised her eyebrows, she wants an answer. “Why is everyone pressing into me about my love life! I don’t want to talk about it!” I cried, while pushing past her, but she grabbed my arm, and looked at me, her eyes filled with concern. “What happened between you two? One minute you two were perfectly good, the second, you’re not even talking?” “I don’t know, he just stopped…” Trailing off, I fought back tears, “Ask Sweet Pea, okay?” Then I stormed off into the student room. My vision blurred with the tears that were threatening to spill, and I tried covering my face with my hands but walked straight into somebody. “Sorry,” I muttered. Trying to walk past, I felt to firm hands grip the sides of my arms, “Kat? What’s wrong?” Looking up a wave of guilt washed over me as I stared at the loving redhead whose heart I broke. I tried to look away and get past but once again, he pulled me back. He guided me to an empty classroom and stood in silence. “Kat, talk to me.” He hushed, gently placing his hand over mine, running his thumb over my knuckles. “I told Pea I loved him.” I felt his body tense, his face becoming pained. “He didn’t say it back, and I think, I think it’s over.” That’s when everything came crashing down, I felt my body shake with pain and the tears fell down my face so fast that it felt like a waterfall. Archie held me so tight I swear I couldn’t breathe but I felt safe. I felt loved. *** Archie had driven me to Pops, skipping school. We talked for hours on end about anything other than Pea. Sipping my milkshake, the rattle of the bell filled the pretty much vacant diner and I almost choked on the strawberry flavoured drink. Standing tall, her naturally wavy brunette hair falling around her face, in a grey loose jumper and jeans looking completely lost. “Ali!” I half yelled half inquired as I stood up. She whipped her head around and a huge grin appeared on her face, “What are you doing here?” I beamed as I engulfed her in a hug. Pulling back, she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “I was bored of Toledo and thought why not follow my best friend to Riverdale?” Alison was my babysitter since the day I moved to Toldeo. With my mum being a single working mum she spent every second of the day working, away from me. She had hired Alison but soon she became family and had moved in. She was my best friend. When I told her I was going back home she was devastated but I couldn’t be happier she was here. “We have a booth if you want to stay?” Gesturing to the booth, I saw Archie looking confused as hell. “I can’t, job hunting,” “Okay, but at least come to this bar, The Whyte Wyrm, tonight, meet my family?” Nodding, she pressed a kiss on my forehead and took her order and left. *** Music and chatter oozed from the overcrowded bar as I sat at a table with Jug and Toni. While they talked about the Red and Black, all I could do was stare at Pea, how intense he was in the pool game with Fangs. The concentration on his face, the way he lightly bit his lip as he lined up a shot. But I pulled out of my thoughts by the sound of Ali, “Kat?” She fit in well, in her leather crop top, black jeans and boots, with an oversized denim jacket over the top. “Welcome to the best place in Riverdale!” I chuckled as she seated herself next to me. “Let me guess, this, is Jughead Jones III?” Smiling, he extended his hand out which she took, “I’m Ali, Dixon. I was Kat’s babysitter.” We all talked for a while before my dad came in after his late shift at Pop’s. He sauntered over pressing a kiss ontop of my head and giving Jug a hug. “Who’s this gorgeous lady?” Rolling my eyes, I gestured between my dad and Ali. “Dad, this is Ali, she was my babysitter in Toledo, she’s also my best friend.” Smiling, my dad sat next to me, “Lovely to meet you Ali.” She introduced herself and quickly became good friends with both my dad and Jug. “Well when I was younger, I didn’t get along with my parents, I was rarely in the house so when I turned 18 I moved out, but had nowhere to go. I had been looking after Kat for a couple years and so I became her live in babysitter,” A couple of hours had passed, and the night was going well, Jughead had gone outside to phone Betty, dad and Ali had gone to the bar leaving me alone. That’s when he came sauntering over, his face pissed as hell – Pea. “I heard you were crying at school, you okay?” Was he joking? “What the fuck Pea. You don’t speak to me for a week and then you act like you care, fuck that!” I was practically shouting, everyone’s attention to us. As I started to walk away, I felt his hand grip my arm, pulling me back. “Kat, please, what can I do to fix this?” I felt my heart pound in my chest, my brain along with it, my whole body rattling with pain. “Tell me you love me. Fuck it, tell me you love half as much as I love you. Tell me that when I fight for us, I fight for love, not lust. Because I will not fight for a broken heart. Tell me you love me.” Breathless, I watch him stand there stuttering on his words. “That’s all I needed to hear.”

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Fresh Start | C5

Chapter Five: Punch Bruises, Sex Bruises – All Bruises

warning: heavy makeout, mild cussing

For a few seconds I was too scared to look. All I heard was punches being thrown, grunts and shouts. When I did look, Pea had one by the neck at the wall, the others on the floor before they got up and ran out of the room. I walked carefully to Pea, not wanting to get hurt accidentally in his rage “Pea,” Softly, I placed my hand on his arm, wanting this scene to be over. “You and your friends can run all you want, but I will, fucking end you,” His voice was harsh, and I knew he meant every word he had said. He didn’t even look me in the eyes before storming out, running his hands through his gelled hair. “I’m going to go speak to dad about this, okay?” Jughead had pulled me into a tight hug, as I noticed Betty looking shaken and scared. Pulling away I walked forward, “Betty,”“What was that, Jug?” She sounded hurt and frightened, her voice croaked like at a loss for words, she hurried out of the room, Jughead following her. The room was in painful silence once again, everyone confused and almost scared at Jugs outburst, the usually calm and collected one. “What just happened?” Either Archie or Reggie said, I wasn’t quite sure. I felt vulnerable, my two bodyguards (if you will) leaving me alone. “They were protecting…me.” I sat down, in the chair and fiddled with the rings on my fingers. “The other week, they hurt me,” My word choice was careful, I didn’t want to say too much, I couldn’t say too much. I felt a tear fall down my cheek which I quickly wiped away, dismissing any pain I felt. Knowing this whole day was a mistake, I quickly looked at Archie, who was desperately searching my face for an answer. “Arch?” His attention cut to my eyes, him practically jumping out of his seat, “Can you drive me to Pea’s? I need to know he hasn’t done anything stupid.” His face dropped, before picking up his jacket and lightly shaking his keys, “Sure, let’s go.”

***

The car ride, although short and in silence, wasn’t uncomfortable. Archie often glanced my way, almost hoping I would say something, he was visibly concerned. I pointed at the ‘Sunnyside Trailer Park’ sign which made us both lightly laugh at the juxtaposing name. “Kat,” Looking at him, he had parked in front of Pea’s trailer, and turned his body to face me. Calmly holding my hand, he sighed deeply, “You know, I had always thought of you as Jug’s sister, my sister but something’s changed,” He paused, his eyes looking around my face before leaning in and pressing his lips to me. As soon as I realised what was happening, I pulled away, “Arch,” I breathed, “I-I- We can’t do this,” And with that I left the car dragging my bag behind me. By the time I had looked back, the car gone, as well as Archie.

Before going to SP’s, I needed to clear my head, so I went home, and washed my face and changed into a black slip dress and kept my vans on. Focusing on Pea, I walked up the steps of the trailer and carefully knocked three times: soft, firm, soft. The door was quickly opened to reveal not Pea, but Toni standing in the doorway, her face softened at the sight of me. Without saying a word, she pulled me into a hug. The week I didn’t go into school, Pea had spent most of his time with me, and when he couldn’t, he would send Fangs or Toni. Over that time, we all grew close but me and Toni grew this bond, like siblings, we became so close, I could tell her anything. Reading my mind, she brushed my hair with her hand before saying, “He’s not here, we’re still waiting,”. We’re. As we walked in, Fangs sat on the sofa, eating some grapes from an old chipped bowl. Seating myself on the chair and kicking off my shoes, I sighed heavily, running my hands over my face and then through my hair. I told them what had happened, although Jug already told them, it was more my way of getting it out. Something they had listening to all week. “Thank you.” I said, feeling tears coming, but I fought them back. “This week, both of you have been my rock, I love you guys.” They both returned the ‘I love you’s before the door swung open, causing me to have a mini heart attack, Toni and Fangs remained unbothered. “We’ll leave you to it,” She said, as Fangs lightly kissed the top of my head. “Thanks, Tones,” 

Sitting in silence, I watched him grab a medical box and place himself on the sofa, that’s when I noticed: the bruised and bleeding knuckles, and a small cut on his cheekbone. I got up, and sat on his lap and cleaned up his wounds. “You didn’t have to go after them again.” He scoffed, before looking at me, his face unreadable – like most of the time. He then placed his hands on both side of my face, and leaned in. He paused, his face a mere centimetre away from mine, his warm breath enticing me with each passing second. “I really want to kiss you right now.” His voice was impatient, hungry. Flickering my gaze from his lips to his eyes, a breath hitched in my throat, “What’s stopping you?”. With that, he pushed my head forward, our lips touching and the fire between us was only heightened. In this moment, I realised I had wanted this from the instant he mocked my favourite jacket, and I realised I needed this the instant I literally fell for him. I had been his before I even knew it. He took control, deepening and lightly pulling away for air before I pushed back harshly and stood up. For a second he looked confused. That’s before, I slowly let my dress fall from my body, revealing myself in nothing but my panties. His eyes grew wide before pouncing back onto me, “I need you.” I breathlessly whispered between kisses.I woke the next morning a smile already gracing my face, as I remembered the night before. Feeling his arms tight around me, I hummed at the warmth. Pressing a kiss on his arm, I felt a laugh vibrate against my body. “Finally awake?” I turned around, as we looked at each other, taking a few seconds to just take in the moment. “I really should get going, my dad’s probably wondering where I am,” He nodded, placing a kiss on my forehead and letting me go.

***

“It’d be nice for you to drop a text,” I expected him to be mad, but the sarcasm and humour practically echoed through the room as he sipped his coffee. Smiling weakly as a form of apology, I guess, he chuckled as he continued to read his newspaper. “Sweet Pea’s a good kid.” He said, not looking up from his paper, “I know.” Smiling like a fool to myself, I poured myself a coffee, the smell of the toasted beans filling the air. “I bet you know,” Jug’s satirical retort left the room in silence, “Wow.” Dragging out the ‘wow’, I proceeded to pull of his beanie and threw it across the room causing my dad to laugh. After finishing my coffee, I showered and got dressed in some black jeans, an oversized Metallica t-shirt and a ripped denim jacket. I sat on the sofa watching some cartoon on the sofa with Jug and dad, eating popcorn. We all know I was there for the food. Halfway through dad making more, my phone went off. Archie.“Shit.” I muttered, earning concerned looks from both of them. “Shit, shit, shit, shit.” I said hiding my head in my hands, remembering the day before. Hurriedly, I got up, “Kat?” Jug asked, waving my hand telling him to shut up, I went into my room and closed the door, before answering the phone. “Kat, we need to talk about last night,”“Nothing happened last night, nothing to talk about,” You could hear him scoff, and I knew he was running his hand through his rugged hair. “We kissed, Kat.” Dryly laughing, I retorted, “No, Arch, you kissed me. There’s nothing to talk about.” And with that I hung up. I hung up, dreading the next time we were all at school.

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Fresh Start | C4

Chapter Four: I’m Fine, Thanks

warning: mention of sexual assault, swearing

I couldn’t sleep that night. Anytime I closed my eyes it all came back, haunting me. Jug was holding me, brushing my hair, trying to get me to sleep. It was so quiet, the only noise was the harsh shouts of my dad while he was on the phone, trying to find, them. Once or twice, I started to fall asleep but soon enough woke up in screams, my body wet from tears and sweat, and shaking so much my vision blurred. After that, I stared vacantly at the clock, numbingly waiting for the time to go by. My days repeated like this for a week. I didn’t eat, I didn’t sleep. It soon read 7:14 and I pushed myself out of bed, sniffling and regaining steadiness. “I need a shower,” I said, looking down trying to avoid eye contact. “Kat,” His voice was nothing but soft and calming, “shout if you need anything,” Nodding, I walked into the bathroom. After turning on the shower, and getting in, I stood there for a while, feeling every scorching droplet running down my body, having a race on who can reach the drain first, then I just broke down. And at this point, the emotional pain almost matched the physical pain. A constant reminder formed on my skin as bruises in the shapes of hand grips on my wrists, arms and stomach. I could tell it’d been a while in the shower, my fingertips had pruned up, and I decided to finally get out. Wrapping the towel around my petite, beaten and battered body, I took my hair out of the bun (so it didn’t get wet) and let it fall naturally around my face. Putting on a mustard yellow jumper, big enough to hide the bruises, and some mom jeans, I walked into the kitchen so get a cup of black coffee. Dad, Jug and Sweet Pea sat at the table. After a while of a somewhat uncomfortable silence, Pea coughed before blurting out, “Southside High was shut down.” Alerted by his abruptness, Jughead quickly chimed in, “We’ll be at Riverdale High for a while,” Setting my mug down, and placing on my shoes, I shot the warmest smile I could, “So you can drive me to school?” Even if I didn’t feel it, I was going to pretend I was fine. Go on with my life. Like they say, fake it ‘till you make it. “Y-you’re going back? Are you sure, how are you feeling?” My dad shot out of his seat, protectively. “I’m fine, thanks, now can we go?” Jug and Pea sent each other this look before nodding and Pea walked over to me, “If you at any point want to leave, let us know,” *** Walking into the halls of Riverdale High was daunting, masses of Serpents and Ghoulies clung to the lockers and walls. I felt all eyes on me, and it didn’t help that I had two of the most known younger serpents clung to my side. “You good, princess?” He rubbed up and down my arm and I felt more relaxed as we walked into the student room. Sitting on the sofa was Archie, Veronica, Betty, Cheryl and Reggie. “Jug!” Betty beamed, getting off of her seat before pressing a passionate kiss on his lips. I couldn’t help but smile at their love. I sat on the sofa, next to Archie, who’s face instantly fell, I hadn’t been at school for a week, I had lost so much weight, my skin sickly pale and my bones looked as if they were going to cut through my skin, “Kat?” Not saying a word, I just fell into his side, wanting and needing his embrace, “I’m fine, thanks,” Holding me tighter, I could sense the glares he was sending Pea, and vice versa. Kevin shortly joined, Betty, Jug and Pea also sitting down and the crowd of people soon became too much and I couldn’t breathe. Forcefully getting up, I walked over to the water machine and picked up a plastic cup. “Kat,” Jumping and slightly yelping at the sudden noise, I scrunched the cup in my hand and shut my eyes, trying to start breathing again. Turning around, Cheryl stood there, the panic and worry evident in her eyes, she gently placed her hand on my arm, “Come outside with me,” She walked us into the changing rooms, boys or girls I wasn’t sure, and she sat us down on the benches and started to rub my back. “What’s up, you seem so distant and jittery,” I started to stutter, trying to regain strength, “I’m fine, thanks,” Pouting, she shuffled closer, “That’s a lie.” “Last week, I went to see Juggie at Southside High, he went home and I called Sweet Pea to pick me up so we could hang out.” Every word I chocked on. It was so easy yet the hardest thing I’ve ever done. “I waited, alone, and some Ghoulies saw me and they-they,” Before I could say anymore, I broke down, sobbed. Every word rang in my head over and over, I felt my head caving in. Cheryl curled her arms around me, pulling me in, embracing me. I saw it so vibrantly in my mind, their breath, their touch, their damage: everything. Like I was there again, reliving each moment again; each feeling felt a million times more intense, each sensation a crack in the heart until it was all shattered. “Look at me, look,” she gently pushed my head up, looking me straight in the eyes, “You’re going to get through this, I did. I was at a party, and this… Nick St. Creature, drugged my drink and although he didn’t do anything, Veronica and Josie had saved me, I still remember the panic and his voice and… but I got through it. I’ll be here for you,” Hugging me one last time, we made it look like I didn’t cry, or the best we could. We started to walk back into the student room, and I felt so much better, not better but, like I wasn’t alone. “Thank you Cheryl,” She smiled, motioning for me to walk into the room, and once again everyone was staring. I was never used to this amount of attention – ever. Back in Toledo, I had two friends, we stuck to ourselves and I never went partying, or anything like that. It was simple and, easy. “Want one?” Reggie’s voice had taken me out of my trance, he was holding out a bag of Cheetos, everyone eating them. Shaking my head, I sat in between Archie and Pea, and stayed silent. At the same time, they looked at me and held out their arms for me to cuddle into them. Everyone looked at each other in shock and slight amusement. “Shit, Kat!” Reggie howled, laughing his head-off, earning a slap on the arm from Cheryl. Veronica muttered, Oh God, before nervously sipping her coffee. Archie coughed, drawing his arm back as his face turned as red as his hair. Pea, however, didn’t budge, smirking around the room, before Jughead glared at him resulting in him scoffing and crossing his arms. But while all that happened, my eyes were locked on the group of kids at the other side of the room. Laughing amongst themselves, smirking, joking around. Each time they spoke, my body shivered, the lump in my throat hardening. My vision blurred, and I started sweating and shaking. None of my friends noticed until, I started to lightly gasp for air, Cheryl immediately rushing over, Pea leaning down, rubbing my back, as Jug practically pushed Archie out of the way to sit beside me. “Kat,” Pea’s voice was panicked, brash trying to get me to move, or talk. “She’s having a panic attack, I think.” Cheryl stated, the three of them starting to guide me to the door. By the time I got up, my breathing started to regulate, and I stopped walking. The three of them scanned my face as I looked Cheryl in the eyes. “In the corner. That’s them.” Before I could process it, Cheryl held me tight and my brother and Pea had left my side.

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Something Pea would’ve taken of Kat :)

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Kat Jones by Toni Topaz

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