Southside Serpents Imagines

Hope {FP Jones}

FP's POV
I woke up to the sun blinding my eyes. I covered my eyes with my hand and looked at my watch to see the time. It read 5:00 PM. I sat up on the couch and slowly got up. I took a step towards the chair to grab my Serpent jacket but ended up knocking beer bottles down in the process. I looked down and sighed. I really needed to stop drinking. I'd lost both of my kids and my wife from this stupid drink but I can't stop, it just heals me for the time being. I shook my head and ignored my thoughts. I pulled on my jacket and made my way out of my run down trailer. I got into my truck and began to drive to my second home.

Y/N's POV
I had lived on the Southside for a while but never had the time to try out the bar, the Whyte Wyrm. Yes I know it's the hangout place for all of the Serpents but hey why not become friends with them? I decided I should get dressed. I wore a leather jacket with a black t-shirt and black jeans. (Something like this)

I checked the time on my phone and noticed that it was 6. I grabbed my wallet and made my way out to my motorcycle. I put on my helmet and drove to the Wyrm. When I got there, there were rows upon rows of motorcycles. I was in heaven. I got off my bike and checked the other bikes out. I weaved through them and stared at one until I was interrupted by a deep voice.
?: "You into motorcycles?"
I turned around to meet with the most breathtaking brown eyes.
Y/N: "Uhh, yeah"
He walked over to me. I recognized him from the trailer park. He pointed to the bike in front of me.
?: "What's this?"
Y/N: "That is a 1999 Harley-Davidson Super Glide"
He chuckled beside me, he was quite handsome and had a smile that would light up a room.
?: "Wow, I'm impressed. I didn't think a girl like you would be into bikes"
Y/N: "Are you kidding? I love motorcycles"
He smiled and stuck out his hand.
FP: "I'm FP Jones"
Y/N: "Y/N L/N"
I shook his hand.
FP: "So are you from around here?"
Y/N: "Yeah, I live in Sunny Side trailer park"
I began to walk towards the door of the bar with FP walking beside me.
FP: "Really? How come I've never seen you around?"
Y/N: "I'm constantly busy, doing random things"
FP: "Ahh I see"
We got to the door, FP opened it and held it open for me to go in.
Y/N: "Thank you"
I was greeted by the smell of alcohol and sweat, not the best combination but it was a bar after all. The room was pretty crowded and everyone there had leather jackets on with the Southside Serpents logo on the back but they seemed to move out of the way when they saw FP. FP went back to walking beside me.
FP: "So what brings you here?"
Y/N: "Just thought I would try it out, maybe have a few drinks, get to know some people"
FP nodded his head. He led me over to the bar. We both sat down on the bar stools.
FP: "Toni, get the girl whatever she wants, it's on me"
Y/N: "FP, you don't have to"
FP: "Oh please, anything for a beautiful girl like you"
I blushed at his comment and ordered the drink. Soon enough the drink was slid in front of me. I took a sip of it and set it down.
FP: "Do you want to sit somewhere else?"
Y/N: "Sure"
Me and FP got up from the bar and he led me over to a booth in the corner that was isolated away from the main room. We both sat down. We ended up talking about me for a few hours. Just about where I lived and pretty much what got me to the Southside of Riverdale. Then I finally decided to turn the conversation around and learn more about him.
Y/N: "So tell me about yourself, FP"
FP: "Well what do you want to know?"
Y/N: "What do you do for a living? Whats your family like? Stuff like that"
FP: "Well, I'm the leader of the Southside Serpents and my family..."
He trailed off.
FP: "Well it's not in the best condition right now"
Y/N: "Do you mind if I ask why?"
FP sighed.
Y/N: "You don't have to tell me, I just thought it would be better to tell someone, just to get it out"
FP nodded his head.
FP: "Well...I started drinking heavily, which eventually led to everyone leaving me. I just can't stop. It's my way of coping"
I looked down at my hands in my lap. I felt guilty for asking him that question. I stayed silent, I didn't know how to react.
FP: "You know what, forget I even told you"
He got up from the booth and walked away.
Y/N: "Wait FP I-"
He was a good distance away from the booth.
Y/N: "Didn't mean to upset you"
I said to myself. Leaving me alone in the booth. I sat in the booth alone for a couple hours until I decided to leave. I got up from the booth and collected my things. As I was walking towards the door I noticed that FP was pissed drunk. He could barely stand up. I went over to the bar and talked to the bartender.
Y/N: "Is he like this every night?"
Toni: "Yeah pretty much"
Y/N: "Does he drive home like that?"
Toni: "No most of the time one of us drives him home"
Y/N: "Well that's good, do you happen to know his address? Just so I can drive him home, I live in the same area so it would be more convenient"
Toni told me the address and I thanked her. She smiled and waved goodbye to me. I went over FP who was surrounded by other Serpent boys.
Y/N: "FP, I think it's time to go home"
He gave me a confused look.
FP: "Why?"
I ignored his questioning and hooked my arm around his waist. I led him out of the bar, he could barely walk straight.
Y/N: "Did you drive here on a motorcycle?"
FP: "Nooo. My t-truck"
He slurred his words.
Y/N: "Where are your keys?"
FP: "In my pocket"
I checked the front pocket of his jeans and pulled out his keys. He smirked.
FP: "Y/N, w-wait till we get home"
I clicked the button on his keys to unlock the truck. The lights lit up showing me where his truck was. I led him over to it and opened the passenger door. I helped him into the truck and got in on the other side. I started up the truck and FP began to ramble on about random things. The drive to Sunny Side was interesting. FP just slurred his words and half the time I couldn't make out what he was saying. I couldn't help but giggle a few times. I parked his truck outside of his house and got out. I walked over to the other side and got FP out of the truck. I led him up the wooden stairs to his trailer. I twisted the doorknob and surprisingly it was open. It opened to reveal a cluttered trailer. I sighed and led FP to the nearest couch. I got him to sit down and I took a seat beside him. He suddenly broke into tears, my heart sank.
FP: "I'm such a fuck up"
Y/N: "Hey, hey, hey FP, don't be so hard on yourself"
I put my hand on his back.
FP: "No Y/N, you don't understand. I'm a horrible father, I drank my life away"
I began to rub his back. It hurt me to see him tear himself apart, he seemed like a genuinely kind and caring guy.
Y/N: "FP, just get some rest and we can deal with his later, ok?"
He nodded his head and I got up from the couch. He made himself comfortable by sprawling himself out on the couch. I took the blanket that was hung over the couch and covered him up with it. I wiped the tears from his face and was about to walk away when he grabbed my wrist.
FP: "Don't leave me", he whispered.
Y/N: "I won't"
He fell asleep before he could even hear my reply. I looked around the room, I didn't want to leave him like this. Especially in this mess. I began to silently collect the beer bottles that were scattered throughout the room. I put all of them on the counter in the kitchen. There was quite a collection of them. I sighed, I felt bad for him. He had no one. He was broken.

AN: Hope you guys enjoyed this imagine. Comment what you think. Maybe a part 2?