wc: 561

my eyes flutter open, someone's dragging me by the feet, and it's not any of my friends.

i try to remain silent, so whoever it is, incase it's not safe, thinks i'm still passed out.

my head bumps repeatedly against the hard ground, making it harder and harder to pretend to not be awake.

please arch.
please find me.

he was the only person in the world i could think about right now, the only one keeping me from breaking down.

i couldn't think of one possible solution to get me out of this right now.

why arch?
why did you have to look at me?
why are you still whatever you are with veronica?
why did you have to make it sting one last time?

"yo is she awake?"a man's voice from behind me speaks up. shit. shit shit shit.

i get dropped on the ground completely, getting shaken, "we know you're awake." i open my eyes, fighting against their arms on my body.

"what do you want from me?"

i turn my head to see their jackets.

southside serpents.

"hey hey stop!"

"fp jones is my dad!" i scream, pushing them off of my body.

they stop, backing off and widening their eyes, i stand up, trying to regain my balance.

"no way you're his kid."

"really?" i ask, grabbing my bow from one of their backpacks and lining up my shot to a bird.

"watch."

i shoot my shot, the arrow hitting the bird exactly, it falling down immediately.

"we've heard a lot about you." the one teen boy says, backing up a little.

"where were you bringing me?"

"can't say princess." the boy says, the grown man saying almost nothing, it seemed like he was scared of my dad.

"whatever, bring me back. NOW."

"can't do that either princess."

"what is with it and the princess?" the grown man asks, that's exactly what i was about to say.

"sorry princess." he smiles.

i bring him down on one knee and point my arrow at his neck, "bring me back!"

the man doesn't seem fazed by this, one hundred times for fazed by my last name.

"damn okay princess, you're into the kinky shit."

i pull down his other knee with my foot, stretch my bow back, able to shoot at anytime.

"fine okay jesus. bring her back." the teen directs to man. weird.

by the time we got back archie and the rest of them obviously still weren't just sitting there. but where are they?

i look out into the street, it's late now so there's 0 cars passing by, and there's no sign of the three of them so far. i knock on betty's front door, cause even if betty isn't there my phone is.

the two serpents had already left to do whatever they were going to do before.

i guess that's the one perk of being fp jones' daughter..

alice came to the door after i knocked on the door and windows for about twenty minutes in her pajamas, "jesus christ why are you outside?"

"do you know where betty is?"

"in her room?"

i groan, "we have to find them, they're looking for me!"

"what? why?" she asked with a yawn following up, barley invested in the conversation about the safety of her child.

"because jason blossom's killer is coming for us."