Dizzy had made sure that things around the house were cleaned up before FP and Jughead came over. Pinky was with Justine on a date. Those two were in love and Dizzy saw it. She saw the way her sister looked at her. It wasn't just a normal girl likes girl.

She saw those puppy love eyes gazing at her lover. Dizzy saw the way they looked at each other. Then she began to think about her and FP. Is that how they looked at one another? She knew she did that but did FP every look at her like that?

Dizzy heard a knock at the door and she smiled brushing the dust off her hands. She pushed her hair back and opened the door. There they were Jughead and FP. The Jones's. Dizzy smiled and opened the door further for them.

"Hey, doll." FP kissed her head as he walked in. Jughead watched them and he was still angry but he liked seeing his dad make an effort.

"Hey, Jughead," Dizzy says smiling. Jughead waved and sighed as he sits on the couch. FP cleared his throat to get his boys attention. Jug looked at him and he sighed.

"I wanted to apologize for the last encounter," Jughead says looking at Dizzy. She nods her head and places a can of soda and a hotdog in front of him. His eyes lit up but he shook it off as he tried to focus on her instead of the food that she was passing out to FP and Himself.

"What I said about you wasn't polite. At all and I should have known not to judge you so quickly. " Jughead finished saying and looked at the hotdog in front of him. It looked like it was made just like the advertisements on TV. His mouth began to water but FP was shoving his face with the food.

Dizzy chuckled and pushed the plate closer to him. She knew the boys love food a lot. They were always hungry and this made her happy that she can get to them with food. So this was their time to listen.

"I get why you said it though." Jughead looked up at her in shock as ketchup was in the corner of his mouth. "I'm not your mom and trust me. I would never replace her. I didn't mean to hurt you or your dad, Jug." FP looked at his girl as relish was on his chin. Dizzy looked at him and saw it making her laugh. She handed them napkins next to her from the end table. Like father like Son.

"I just want you to know that I would never want to push your mother out of your life. I do love your father. I really do." FP had wide eyes as she said, love. They hadn't said that to one another yet. "But I see that I need to also form a relationship with you as well, so we aren't tearing each other throats out." She laughed and Jughead just chuckled.

"Thanks, D. I truly am sorry for being an asshole to you." Dizzy shook her head and waved it off. She stood up and smiled at the boys.

"You guys still hungry?" They both nod their heads eagerly as they want more of her food. They don't know how she did it but she made hotdogs seem like it was a fancy food that they needed to pay at least thirty dollars for.

She shook her head and passed out the food. It was awkward at first but soon enough, Jughead, FP and Dizzy were all talking about stupid things they did or share something about their siblings.

Dizzy didn't expect this night to be good at all. She thought another fight was going to happen. But it never did. It was good. But Jughead saw something he never even saw with his parents other then Jellybean being born.

That loving look FP gave Dizzy when she wasn't looking. He then knew that his dad was in love. He felt like a jackass for hurting Dizzy at all. She was really cool and even though she was fairly younger then his dad, he knew she was a keeper.

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Dizzy and FP watched as Jughead walked away from the trailer. He said he had to go to Pops to see what was going on with Archie.

"I honestly thought it was gonna be another shit show," FP admitted and Dizzy playfully scoffed at him.

"As if." She closed the door and saw the look he gave her. "Alright yeah, I thought it was too." He laughed and sat on the couch, Dizzy following after him as they ended up snuggling together.

Her head was on his chest as her legs were on rather the side of his own. She could hear the hump on his chest and it made her smile. It was calm and beautiful. It was as if his own life was there for her and Jughead. She felt honored.

"Did you meant what you said to Jug a while ago?" Forthyse spoke up and Dizzy pulled her head up to look at him. His blue eyes staring into her green orbs.

"Every word." She smiled and moved closer to him. "I love you, Forthyse Pendleton Jones the second," FP smirked as he loved hearing her say his full name. It was as if an angel was saying it.

He closed the gap between them. Kissing her hard as if he was desperate to touch her and feel her. He didn't know how to even respond because the last time he did say the three words, she left him. It hurt him and he hated it.

Forthyse's hands slowly worked their way up her shirt, making bumps become visible. Dizzy made sure that this was just slow. So she grabbed his hands and pinned them to his sides and intertwined her with his own. He didn't like when she did that but he was okay with it. That was until someone knocked on the door.

Dizzy and FP were too busy with one another. They thought if they ignored it they would go away. But another knock came. FP pulled away from Dizzy's face and sighed. "Baby girl. I need to get that." He muttered but Dizzy gently placed her lips on his neck.

Her warm breath fanned out on his neck making him sigh in content. He couldn't explain why it felt good but it did. It even drove him nuts when her bottom lip dragged across his skin.

Another knock came and Dizzy growled out in anger and FP chuckled lifting her up. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he stood up off the couch and his arms kept her from falling.

"Please don't let go." She whined out and he laughed but kissed her to keep her a little satisfied. He then placed her on the couch as he walked to her door and opened it.

"Hi!" A female voice came through the door. "Can I speak to Dizzy." Diz knew that voice. She got up off the couch and FP stood back.

She looks out the door and saw Franky with the one and only Betty Cooper. "Hey girls. What can I do for you?" She asked leaning in the door frame. FP walked over to her and held a beer out for her. She smiled and kissed his cheek taking it.

"Sorry to bother you, D. But we were wondering if we could ask some questions about the gang you were in." Dizzy raised an eyebrow and gave FP her beer back.

"Why?" She crossed her arms over her chest not happy her little nice is trying to get involved with this.

"We are doing an article for the blue and gold. The Sons of Anarchy left a mark on the side of Pops place and we were wondering if you had anything that might tell us why they would do that." Franky says. Dizzy was confused. The boys just left not that long ago. Why would they vandalize Pops?

"Alright. Let me tell you both this. So get whatever paper or notes you have so far out." Betty pulls her little notebook out. "Grate. Now throw it away. Anything with the Sons is none of your concern. They are dangerous and if you even write just a little word about them they won't be happy. The Sons of Anarchy are not nice people girls. They are nothing like the Serpents." FP scoffed a little. "Sorry, babe." Dizzy apologized to FP who had a small look of hurt.

"Then why would they put S.A.M.C.R.O. with a red circle around it?" Betty asked. Dizzy looked confused. If the boys would do that they would put the reaper. Not a circle. Betty pulls out her phone and shows her. There was indeed a picture on Pops building of Samcro on the side.

"You need to get Pops out of that building tonight." She looked shocked and angry. Betty has never seen her cousin like this. Never once did she ever think she would be afraid of Dizzy that she was now. "Keep everyone away from Pops until I have dealt with this. Do you understand?" Betty nods. "Do not tell Keller about this. Or this will happen more than once and it will be hell."

"You got it, D. Come on B," Franky says grabbing Betty arm. They both walk away from the trailer and Dizzy shut the door grabbing a box from the closet across for where she had stood previously. She threw it open and FP was worried.

"Baby. What does that mean?" Dizzy didn't answer him. He put their bottles down and bent down next to her as she dug through the box of clothes. "Dizzella?" Dizzy stopped when she heard him say her full name. She sighed and looked up at him. His blue eyes staring intently at her green ones. There goes that wave crashing into the trees.

"Remember when I told you about my father died in a house fire. I told you and I thought it was an accident?" FP nods his head now interested. "Well, I know it wasn't. My father had a friend named Clay Morrow. They grew up with one another. Problem was. Clay always liked my mother. They had an affair when they were younger. But My dad said he would kill Clay if my mother didn't stop. So she did. Clay didn't like it but he went along with it.

"My mother died in a car accident a long time ago. But that wasn't an accident either. Clays wife found out about the affair and ripped the breaks out of my mother's car. She died. Clay lost it and attacked my dad. Said he didn't deserve to be the new leader of the Sons." Dizzy sat down and leaned her head on the wall. FP grabbed her hand in his and watched her.

"Clay killed my father a few years later and Clay was there. I saw him there at the site. He wants a war because Jax took over. Clay is pissed that I gave my spot to Jax and not him. I ran that gang for a while. Until Pinky couldn't take it." Dizzy pulled the leather jacket out of her box. It had small studs on the shoulders and a button on the side so she could close it up. It also had zippers and buckles all over it. But the most important thing was the S.A.M.C.R.O. logo. The Reaper.

"Clay wants a fight. He's now threatening Riverdale because of me." Dizzy finally looked up at FP who had got the general idea of what was going on. He was still staring at the coat but he looked angry. The wrinkles in the corners of his eyes showed that. "I thought he wouldn't follow me out here. But I guess when Jax came he found out." Dizzy stood up, letting go of FPs hands, and sighed as she held the jacket.

"I have to fix this. I have to kill Clay before he ruins my family even more. I can't let that happen. I can't let you and Jughead get hurt because if my stupid mistakes." Dizzy slid the jacket on and fixed it.

That moment made FP realize how serious this woman was. Dizzella Graham Smith was a gang leader. Of a very bad gang and she wasn't ready to leave it just yet. He knew because of that sparkle that was in her eyes as she put it on. It was like putting on a second skin. FP Jones knew his girlfriend was never going to back out of being a Son. How? Because he had that same look long ago.

"I have to go." Dizzy grabbed her keys and wallet. "If anything happens. Could you look out for Pinky? Just until Jax gets here?" FP was shocked. What the hell was she doing? He stood up before she could leave and he slammed the door. Dizzy was shocked. She turned and saw the look he had. Forsythe Pendleton Jones, the second was not happy.

"No way in fresh hell are you doing this." His voice was very low and she never heard it that low. It made her shiver in her spot. They stayed there looking at one another. As if they both were talking with their eyes. The heat was biting off both of their bodies. They both were frustrated. "The boys and I are coming with."

"Forthyse. We aren't allies. If you do this without a contract-"

"Fuck the contract. Dizzy you are my girlfriend and I'm not letting you do this alone. I love you too fucking much for you to just show up by yourself to get killed."

"I can take care of myself you know." Dizzy hissed as she was angry. Dizzy couldn't let him get into this. How could she?! He was important to her. She loved him.

"I know you can. But you are not alone. You can take care of yourself but I'm here to help you. Dizzy I'm going." His blue eyes looked like they were glazing over. Dizzy sighed and shook her head.

"I can't let you and the gang get involved with the Son's problems. I don't want you getting hurt." FP chuckled and shook his head. He leaned down closer to her face. His breath fanning over her face.

"That's the problem. You don't want me to get hurt and I don't want you to either." He licked his lips making the wet and she looked down at them then back at his gaze. "Ride or die, baby." FP finally says and this made Dizzy shocked. That was rare to hear any more. It was like getting married. But without the papers and rings. Just words that said, I'll be there for you until the end.

Dizzy put her keys and wallet down and jumped onto FP. He caught her quickly as their lips crashed on one another. He stumbled a bit but caught himself with the counter next to him.

I love you is different from Ride or die. It held the same meaning but it was so much more. It was everything together until the end. Until they both died. They were both Bonnie and Clyde. It was them against the world. Dizzy knew FP might just be her Ride or Die. Forever.