"ᴀ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴ ᴜɢʟʏ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ."
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Rhiannon Marie Jones is Jughead Jones' twin sister, and everyone sees her as the devil with the face of an angel.
Clad in a Southside Serpent leather jacket with ink covering her body to hide...
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𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀𝗦𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗼𝗳𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗲
There was a consistent pounding at the door the next morning. I laid in bed not wanting to answer it.
I didn't even bother to get up. I waited to see if they would go away on their own but the knocking continued.
I let out a groan as I took my pillow and covered my head. I turned over to bury myself within the sheets and in the comfort of my bed, slowly but quickly drifting back to slumber.
"Jughead, can you get the door please?" I asked, waiting for him to move. Silence. "Jughead?" I called him again. No answer.
Jesus, how deep does this guy sleep? I sighed.
"Jughead!" I yelled this time. Nothing.
I furrowed my brows, turning over again to see that the bed was empty. Did I sleep alone last night?
I sat up against the headboard, scanning the room and over to the door. My brother was nowhere in sight.
I quickly got up now, letting one of his many stolen shirts fall over my hips. A small strain followed by a yawn left me as I stretched my back.
The door was still being pounded on and I was growing annoyed. I groaned again.
"Alright! I'm coming!" I shouted, going down the hall and passing the kitchen to reach the doorknob.
"This better be--." I was cut off by someone crashing their lips on mine.
I was shocked at first, taken aback by the random action. I was getting ready to push them off me when I realized it was Sweet Pea.
"Sweet Pea!" I gasped, pulling away with a small laugh. "Good morning princess." He greeted with a cool smile. I rolled my eyes.
"Are you kissing ass or did you really mean that?" I crossed my arms. "I'm sorry Rhin but she's just a friend! I only have eyes for you." He replied.
"Besides, you were letting Marcus touch you like that in front of me and everyone last night." I scoffed. "Unlike her, Marcus is actually a friend." I smiled sarcastically.
He rolled his eyes, taking my face to make me look up at him. He leaned in to kiss me again but I stopped him with my finger.
"Mmm, go kiss a dick, baby." I moved away to reach for the coat hanger, fishing for my cigarettes in my jacket. "Rhiannonnn." He groaned, coming into the trailer.
I lit up my cigarette before going to sit down on the couch.
"Why can't you trust me?" He whined, hovering over me. I looked up at him slightly flustered at his sudden closeness. "I-- I trust you." I puffed the smoke away from his face nervously. "I just trust you too much." He furrowed his brows at my words.
