Sweet Pea Imagine: reader is SP’s serpent girlfriend & gets jumped by the Ghoulies after Archie snitched at the race
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You’re sitting on Sweet Pea’s lap at the Whyte Wyrm, watching Fangs play pool with Toni. You glance down at your phone and notice it’s 9:50 PM.
“Shit. I have to be at work in 10 minutes!” You exclaimed, jumping up and grabbing your stuff.
Sweet Pea reaches for your arm as you walk away from him, “When do you get off?”
“3 AM.” You responded.
“I’ll come pick you up when you’re finished.” He offered.
“No,” you shook your head, “you have school tomorrow. You need to sleep.”
Sweet Pea rolled his eyes at that. “Are you sure? I don’t mind.”
“Yes, I’m sure. I’ll see you tomorrow, babe.” You kissed his cheek and went to leave. He grabbed your arm and pulled you back, giving you a passionate kiss. You smiled before pulling away. “Love you, Sweets.”
“I love you too, Y/N.”
You walked out of the bar and speed-walked through town to your job as a waitress at a cheap restaurant called Jerry’s. You walked in the back door, exclaiming, “Sorry I’m late!”
The night went by pretty quickly. After closing time, and cleaning dishes, mopping floors, etc.; you grabbed your purse and walked out of the restaurant in the direction of Sweet Pea’s trailer.
The sounds of the night were eerie; in addition to the sound of your feet hitting the ground, you could hear distant yelling, an engine revving nearby, glass shattering. You shivered, partially from the brisk air and partially from fear. You didn’t bring your pocket knife tonight, you were so rushed when you were running late for work it completely slipped your mind.
Picking up your pace, you turn a corner to take a shortcut through an ally. Before you can register what’s happening, there’s three guys grabbing you. Two of them grab each of your arms, holding you in place, while the third guy says, “You Serpents think you can snitch on Ghoulies without retaliation?” proceeding to knee you with all his strength in your gut. You struggled against the guys holding you but they were way stronger than you.
The Ghoulie that had been talking raised his fist and hit your temple so hard that your knees buckled and you fell to the ground. At that point, all three of them started kicking you as you fought to maintain your consciousness.
All of a sudden a voice rang out, “Hey!” I vaguely recognized it as Fang’s voice. The Ghoulies quickly hauled ass out of there, having completed their task.
“Y/N. Y/N!” Fangs’ worried voice sounded distorted to your ears. The last thing you felt before losing consciousness was Fangs lifting you off the ground.
Sweet Pea was half-asleep, some B-list movie playing on TV.
Suddenly, he heard someone knocking fervently at the door of his trailer. “SP! Open up!”
He got up, rubbing his eyes. Looking at the clock, he noticed this was about the time Y/N should be getting off work and coming over. He opened the door to see a terrified Fangs holding an unconscious Y/N.
Sweet Pea’s heart felt like it was going to explode. “I didn’t know what to do man, there was three Ghoulies kicking her when I found them. She passed out as I was taking her here. I know Serpents aren’t supposed to go to the hospital unless they’re dying, but she might have a head injury or something, I don’t know!” Fangs hurried comments barely registered in Sweet Pea’s mind, all he could see was your bruised and bloody face.
“Give her to me.” Fangs placed your body in Sweet Pea’s arms. SP carried you to the couch and laid you down gently. “Get a warm washcloth.” He ordered Fangs.
All the commotion caused you to finally open your eyes, muttering a groggy “what happened?”
“Shh, baby, it’s okay. I’m gonna help you.” SP whispered into your hair as he kissed your head. Fangs came back with the washcloth and handed it to Sweet Pea.
He slowly and carefully wiped the blood off your lips and under your nose. “Where else are you injured?” He asked softly, after your face was clean.
“Um.. I don’t think I’m bleeding anywhere else. But every time I take a breath, it hurts. It feels like my ribs.”
“Fuck. You could have a broken rib or two, it’ll heal on it’s own but it’ll hurt like a bitch.”
“It’s okay. Thank you for taking care of me.” You smiled at Sweet Pea, reveling in the gentleness of his current mood.
“Don’t thank me. I should have been there to pick you up. I hope you realize you’re never walking home from work alone again. I mean that.” SP’s eyes darkened at the thought of something like this happening again. Or something worse.
“Babe, can you tell me what happened?” He asked you. You braced yourself for the anger he was surely soon to feel when you gave him the details.
“Well, I was taking the shortcut through that ally by the Wyrm, and before I could do anything there was these Ghoulies, three of them. They said it was retaliation for the race. I tried to run but they held my arms. One of the guys seemed to be calling the shots. He’s the one who broke my rib when he kneed me, and he got me good in the temple. I fell at some point, I think they were kicking me. I only vaguely remember Fangs showing up and scaring them off.” Before you even finished your last sentence, Sweet Pea was heading for the door.
“Those fucking pieces of shit think they can jump my girlfriend and live? Let’s go find them,” he directed towards Fangs, as he opened the door to his trailer.
“Sweets, wait!” You called after him, stopping him in his tracks. “You don’t even know who it was. Don’t just go attack random Ghoulies and piss them off further, what if these guys decided to do it on their own?”
“Are you seriously defending the Ghoulies after what just happened, Y/N?” Sweet Pea yelled at you.
“The North and South sides are already heading towards civil war. Even more in-fighting between the Serpents and the Ghoulies is the last thing we need.” You argues back.
“So they should just get away with this? Fuck that.” SP looked at your injuries again, reinforcing his anger.
“No, but be smart about it. Talk to Tall Boy before you do anything rash. I can probably identify the guys that did it, they looked our age so I’m sure they go to Southside.” You reasoned.
“Y/N, you ruin all my fun.” SP said in a defeated tone, sitting down next to you on the couch.
“So, you aren’t leaving to go on an anti-Ghoulie rampage?” You asked sarcastically.
“Not if my girl doesn’t want me to.” You smiled and kissed him deeply.
“Whipped much, SP?” Fangs said from the doorway. I had forgotten he was even here.
“Get out of my trailer, Fangs.” Sweet Pea said over his shoulder before kissing my neck and making me giggle.
Fangs made a gagging noise as he closed the door and you called out, “See you tomorrow, Fangs!”
Sweet Pea kissed you once on your neck, then your cheek, then your lips. He backed away a few inches and looked into your eyes. “If you hadn’t been okay…”
You interrupted him, “but I am.” He gave you a look.
“I’m serious. If you weren’t okay, heads would roll.” His tone was dead serious. I didn’t want to think about what could’ve happened either. You kissed him on his lips, and then got up off the couch.
“C’mon Pea, let’s go to bed.” You said, holding his hand as you both finally laid down and fell asleep.