𝐂𝐎𝐁𝐑𝐀 / / 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐏𝐄𝐀

CHAPTER 29

The next night, Pea instructed a hand picked group of his closest and most trusted friends to meet at his trailer. Currently, they all were all cramped into the living room while Sweets explained what what happened outside the bodega.

"So this little prick not only thinks he can walk into Southside territory and deface our property, but he also has the balls to pull out a gun and stick it in my face." He hadn't calmed down since the incident, and she doubt he would until something had been done about it. She watched from behind, calmly smoking a cigarette, as he paced up and down with clenched fists. He looked like a leader, and she had no doubt that one day he would take FP's place. His audience listened with respect. "And there's no chance I'm letting him get away with that."

"Just tell us when and where, Pea." Adrian called out, smacking his fist into the palm of his hand. Adrian was a good guy. He was sweet and caring, always gave great advice. However, he was also a huge fan of brawls.

"Tonight. Kitty knows where he lives." She stubbed the butt end out in the ash tray before walking forward. "She went to a party there a couple of weeks ago. The kid is a friend of Jughead Jones." Upon hearing his name, the group sniggered and laughed. No one within the gang, bar Toni, had really accepted him yet.

"Wait, so, she's coming?" Chaz, also known as Charlie, asked. While he could be a nice guy, he was also known for being very sexist.

"That a problem, Charlie?" She challenged with a cocked brow.

"Just don't want you getting hurt." He laughed.

"Hang on a second," Fangs, the saviour, interrupted. "Wasn't it Kitty who made you cry during your initiation?" The group laughed, and Kitty smirked.

"Alright, alright." Charlie defeatedly held his hands up. "I admit, you do kick ass, even if you're a girl."

"And you better remember it."

"Alright, cmon. Let's get this shit done." At Sweet Pea's command they all began to stand, adjusting their jackets. "I'll take lead."

She slid her jacket on and fixed her collar, looking over to Pea who stood with his arms folded.

"What?"

"You know how likely a fight is gonna be tonight. Promise me you'll keep out of it." She scoffed, trying to push past him but failing when he stuck his arm out. "Kitty, please."

"If I want to get involved, I'm gonna get involved." She held her ground until Pea sighed and reached into his pocket.

"Here." He pushed his brass knuckles into her hand.

"What? Pea, no I'm not tak-"

"Please," he stopped her. "Look I know you can throw a punch, I've seen you take down guys before with one hit, but I don't know what these Northsiders are like. Just take them, it makes me feel a little better."

"Sweets, you're really forgetting who I am." Kit laughed. "I've been shooting guns and throwing knives since I was like 9. It's gonna be fine." Reaching up on her tip toes, she innocently pressed her lips to his. "But if it makes you feel better, I'll look after them for you."

"Thank you," he smiled. "Now lets go kick some ass."

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Kitty had at first told Sweets to park around the corner because the bikes would surely alert the boy of trouble, but he wasn't having any of it. Reluctantly, she instructed him to the correct house.

"This is it," she nodded towards the Andrew's home. The last time she saw FP was the night she came to Jughead's birthday party, and she was suddenly filled with unexplained anger at such memory. Pea snapped her out of her thoughts when he pushed the kickstand down and began to climb off. Swinging her leg over the seat she followed his actions, the two storming towards Archie's house with a crew of nasty snakes in toe.