this was going to have a part 2, then I realised. I can't be fucked. Sooo enjoy and don't ask for another part 😂
Sweet Pea POV:
I was getting ready in my room for my sons parent teacher interviews. This must be how my dad felt when I had parent teacher interviews, knowing that my teachers were going to talk shit.
I walked into the lounge where I saw my son laying on the couch, scrolling through his phone.
Sweet Pea: give me a run down, what are your teachers names and what do they teach. I said.
Jackson: Mrs. Smith is science, she's a bitch. Mr. Erickson, sport teacher-
Sweet Pea: oh fuck, not that asshole. I groaned.
Jackson: I'm pretty sure he hates me because of you. He said.
Jackson: anyway, Mr. lee, geography, he once called me bipolar because one lesson I was giving him shit for making us do arts and craft, then the next lesson I was nice. He's a dick. Art teacher, Mrs. Robins, she's a serial hippie who hates everything to do with the Serpents so you're really in luck. Then my favourite teacher is Miss Cooper, my English teacher. He said and I furrowed my eyebrows.
Sweet Pea: first name? I asked.
Jackson: Elizabeth. You know, she said I have potential. He said.
Sweet Pea: that's every teacher's way of calling you stupid and oh shit. I said.
Jackson: no, she means it. And what's the, oh shit for? He asked as he sat up.
Sweet Pea: nothing, we're running late. I said as we walked to my car.
We got into my car and Jackson was on his phone the whole time. Which gave me the time to think about what it's going to be like to see Betty again.
Betty and I dated for five years when we were younger. We broke up due to a few reasons, well, one reason that created many other problems.
The problem started with Betty's parents. They hated that we were together. Which meant that we'd barely spend anytime together. This lack of time together made me frustrated. I wasn't use to having a controlling parent, I was use to doing what I want when I wanted. This caused us to fight and we eventually broke up.
After everything blew up between Betty and I, I moved towns for three years.
That first year, I was extremely reckless and slept around a lot.
My last year there I actually ended up thinking that I had fallen in love with a girl.
She got pregnant very quickly into our relationship. We agreed to keep it, Jackson, and we made lots of plans together.
The first night we took him home, she left during the night. She changed her number and her parents wouldn't have a word of what I had to say.
I knew nothing in that town so I came back to Riverdale, the South Side, where I belong.
I still think about Betty every now and then, wondering what we could have been if things were different. If Betty's parents weren't there to create problems between us.
We arrived at his school and as soon as the principal saw me, I could see the trauma I caused him glaze over his eyes.
Mr. Honey: father like son. He said as he walked past me.
Sweet Pea: exactly, we both carry guns. I said with a smirk.
We walked past him and turned down a corner to his science class.
Jackson: you're the reason all my teachers hate me. He said as he looked up at me.
Sweet Pea: you're just as unbearable of a kid as I was when I was your age. He looked up to me as he scrunched his eyes. I gave him a cocky smile.
Jackson: it makes me sad that I'm like you. He said.
Sweet Pea: you should be proud to be like me. I said. He raised an eyebrow.
He was about to argue back, before his teacher walked out of the classroom, an annoyed look on her face.
Mrs. Smith: let's do this. She scowled as she walked into the classroom. Jackson and I looked to each other.
Jackson: she brightens up a room. He smirked making me chuckle.
We walked into her classroom and took a seat opposite the old lady.
Mrs. Smith: I don't like him. He doesn't pay attention, he distracts other students. He's getting an F in my class. She grunted out.
Sweet Pea: could that have anything to do with your teaching? I said sternly.
My son is smart and I don't appreciate some old bitch telling me he isn't. The reason he's failing this class is because for one, the teacher looks like she should have died two centuries ago and secondly, he doesn't give a rats ass about science.
I mean all he cares about is becoming the Serpents King, which I don't blame him. That's all I wanted at his age.
Mrs. Smith: I've been a great teacher since I started here in 1989. She said angrily.
Sweet Pea: and I'm not banned from three states. I said sarcastically.
Jackson: I thought it was five? He said confusedly.
Sweet Pea: I talked my way out of two. He nodded his head.
Sweet Pea: this has been a waste of my time, let's go. I said as Jackson and I got up.
Mrs. Smith: a waste of your time? It's been a waste of my time! She yelled at me as I walked to the door.
Sweet Pea: and you sure don't have much time left. I smiled nicely as I flashed my gun at her.
That instantly shut her up. Jackson looked to me with a chuckle as we walked down the hall.
Jackson: you know what, I like you. He said. I rolled you.
Sweet Pea: anything else you'd like to say to me? I said as I raised an eyebrow.
Jackson: like what? He asked confusedly.
Sweet Pea: like, thank you so much for standing up for me, I love you dad. I said.
Jackson: you're my dad, you have to have my back. He said.
Sweet Pea: at least you called me dad that time. I said.
Jackson: ugh dad, I love you. Stop being annoying. He groaned out at me. I chuckled.
We had gone through the rest of his teachers and it was basically the same as how it went down with Mrs. Smith.
Jackson: last one, with Miss. Cooper. He smiled.
Sweet Pea: tell me what you know about her. I said as we waited outside of her room.
Jackson: like what? He asked.
Sweet Pea: married? I asked.
Jackson: no. He said.
Sweet Pea: boyfriend?
Jackson: she hasn't mentioned any guys. Why are you asking so many questions? How do you know her? He asked as he raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms.
Sweet Pea: she's an old friend. I said. He let out a groan.
Jackson: you fucked my English teacher? He yelled at me.
As soon as he said that, I could hear an uncomfortable cough.
I turned around and saw Betty. She was leaning against the door frame with her arms crossed.
Jackson: hi miss. He smiled.
Betty: Jackson, Sweet Pea. She said as she raised an eyebrow at me.
Sweet Pea: hi Betty, how are you? I smiled hopefully.
Betty: fine. She said.
Great, I haven't seen her in 17 years and now she's angry with me.
We each took a seat and Jackson rested his legs over her desk.
Jackson: so, let's talk about how amazing I'm doing. He smiled.
Betty: legs off my desk. She said. He rolled his eyes but did as she said.
Sweet Pea: Jackson out. I said.
Jackson: what? This isn't your class, you can't just kick me-
Sweet Pea: out or I take away your gun. I said.
Jackson: this is why I don't call you dad. He mumbled as he got up and walked out.
He was fully out of the room when I turned back to face Betty.
Sweet Pea: I'm sorry about earlier. I said.
Betty: I hope that's not how you introduce me to everyone. She said with a small smile.
Sweet Pea: oh definitely. I usually say hey, look at that blondie. Yeah, that's my hot ass and cool ex. I said making her chuckle.
Oh god, I've missed her. I've missed this too much.
Betty: how flattering. She chuckled.
Sweet Pea: I try my best. I smirked.
Betty: you know, I should have known you were his dad. She smiled contently.
Sweet Pea: how? I asked.
Betty: he acts the exact same way as you did when we were teenagers. She smiled.
Sweet Pea: mh, but I had a girlfriend who wouldn't take my shit. We both laughed.
Betty: how have you been? She asked softly.
Sweet Pea: I've been fine. How about you? Husband? Boyfriend? I asked. She rolled her eyes playfully.
Betty: single, Sweet Pea. How about you? A lucky wife? Or should I say unlucky after all this flirting? She asked with a little seriousness in her voice.
Sweet Pea: been single since he was born. I said. She nodded her head.
Sweet Pea: I guess I shouldn't be surprised that you're not married, you always said that was the last thing you'd ever do.
Betty has always been a very determined person. What ever she wanted, she would accomplish. Of course our relationship was a different story. Alice Cooper was the problem there. And as strong as Betty is, her mother was always in control.
Betty: I'm surprised you remembered. She said.
Sweet Pea: of course I did. How could I forget anything to do with you? She blushed.
Sweet Pea: I've missed this a lot Betty. And before you go full Betty Cooper on me, we only broke up because of external reasons. There was never a problem between us. I said. She gave me a conflicted look.
Betty: I know that Sweet Pea. She sighed.
Sweet Pea: can we try to do us again? I asked.
Betty: I- I'm not sure. She said as she rubbed her arm uncomfortably.
Sweet Pea: you know, I always found it adorable the way you rub your arm when you're nervous. I smiled softly. She quickly stopped
Sweet Pea: Betts I know you don't want to get hurt again and I don't want that either. We'll take us slow. We'll do everything on our terms. I told her.
Jackson: guys, it's really cold out here! I heard him yell from the hallway.
Betty: oh my god, poor Jackson. She said to me.
Sweet Pea: eh, he's been in worse situations. She dropped her jaw as she shook her head.
Betty: Jackson, please come inside. She yelled out.
Jackson walked inside and dragged a chair next to Betty as she was sitting in front of the heater.
Jackson: should I call you mum or step- mum? He asked. I rolled my eyes.
Betty: I don't know, maybe we should figure it out in detention. She said.
Jackson: hold on a minute, I'm getting a detention for you guys kicking me out of the room? He asked confusedly. Even I was giving her a confused look.
Betty: no, I'm not giving you a detention for that. You're getting a detention for repeatedly threatening to shoot a student because they sat in your spot. I looked to Jackson as I raised an eyebrow.
Jackson: dad, I love you. He said.
Betty: exactly what you'd say to Fp. She chuckled.
We soon wrapped up our somewhat of a parent teacher interview and after saying our goodbyes, Jackson and I headed out.
Betty: Sweet Pea. I heard her call out. I turned to face her.
Betty: here's my number, use it. She said as she handed me a piece of paper.
Sweet Pea: see you soon Betty. I smiled.
We got into my car and my son looked to me.
Jackson: shouldn't you ask how I feel about this? You know, this is a very big change for me, and, she's my teacher. He said.
Sweet Pea: Jackson, how would you feel if Betty and I started seeing each other? I asked him as I raised an eyebrow.
Jackson: well firstly I want to know the nature of your relationship when you were teens. Like say if you two get into an argument and I have to pick who I live with, I want to make the right choice. He said as we drove home.
Sweet Pea: firstly, that's none of your business and secondly, you're my son. You obviously stay with me. He let out a sigh.
Sweet Pea: Jackson, you're an asshole. I said to him.
Jackson: yet Betty said I'm exactly the same as when you were a teenager. He said.
Sweet Pea: did you listen to Betty and I's conversation? I asked him.
Jackson: of course I did. I need to know what's going on in my dad's life. What if you're doing something stupid and I need to look after you? He said.
Sweet Pea: try again. I said. He was lying.
Jackson: I want to know what's going on with you. You haven't been with anyone since I was born. Virgin. He mumbled the last part. I punched his shoulder.
Jackson: look, I just want to know what's going on. I don't want you dating someone who's going to hurt or disappoint you. He said.
Sweet Pea: Jack, look. Betty was my first girlfriend and we had a great relationship- I started as we neared the house.
Jackson: then why did you break up? He asked.
Sweet Pea: her parents were very controlling and things were complicated. And if you listened to Betty and I's full conversation, you'd know that. I chuckled.
Jackson: I tried to stop listening at some points, miss- Cooper. Hold on, what will I call her? He asked.
Sweet Pea: stick with Miss Cooper. I chuckled.
Jackson: do you love her? He asked as we arrived home. I turned to him as I put the car in park.
Sweet Pea: yeah, yeah I do. I told him.
Jackson: I guess I could get use to calling her mum. He said as he shrugged his shoulders and got out of the car.
I sat there for a moment as I let out a chuckle. What a night it has been.
Jackson: dad! Hurry up. I heard him yell from the door.
I shook my head with a smile as I got out of the car and walked up to the door.
Jackson: stop trying to give me frostbite. He said as we walked inside.
Sweet Pea: only legal way I could think of getting rid of you. I smirked.
Jackson: what does legal mean? He said. I looked at him with a sarcastic smile.
Sweet Pea: go get ready for bed. I chuckled.
He nodded his head as he headed off to his room. I quickly did the dishes in the sink before I too headed to my room.
As I walked into my room, I saw Jackson laying in my bed, under the covers and on his phone.
Sweet Pea: what can I do for you? I asked as I took my jacket off and hung it on a coat hanger.
Jackson: I just wanted to chill with you for a bit. He said. I nodded my head.
I decided I'd finish getting changed later on.
Jackson: I love you dad and I want you to be happy. He said as he looked up to me.
I smiled as I took a seat next to him. As much as we joke and annoy each other, he truly is the best thing to have ever happened to me. I love this kid so much.
Sweet Pea: thank you Jackson. And you know I love you too, so much. I know this is all really new so I want you to talk to me. If you don't feel comfortable or anything, tell me. I said and he nodded his head.
Jackson: can I make her give me all A's? He asked excitedly. I chuckled.
Sweet Pea: no, and who knows if her and I will actually work out. I said.
Jackson: it'll work out, I'll be the perfect wingman. He said making me chuckle.
This silly banter continued on for a small while longer until I told him he needed sleep. It was a school night after all.
I got changed into a pair of sweatpants and before I got back into bed, I reached into my jacket pocket. I pulled out her number with an uncontrollable smile on my face.
'hey, are you free tomorrow night?' I texted her. I've waited over 17 years, I'm not going to wait any longer. 'I'm free after 6' she messaged back a minute later. 'Then we have a date'
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Betty and I had finished diner awhile ago and we were now sitting on the couch.
I was sitting up and I had her head resting in my lap as I gently ran my hand through her hair.
Betty: this oddly feels very normal. She said making me chuckle.
Sweet Pea: I guess old feelings never die. I said. She gave me a small smile as she looked up at me, nodding her head.
We remained in silence for a moment. I was trying to wrap my head around the fact that I was even in the same room as her again. I was kind of blown away that we were even in such an intimate moment again.
I never thought I'd have this again, and especially not with her. But I truly couldn't be happier.
Betty: tell me more about after you left this place. She said.
Sweet Pea: did a lot of reckless shit. Slept around. At some point I got a girlfriend and she got pregnant quick. We agreed to keep Jackson, raise him together. The first night we brought him home she dipped. I had nothing worth staying for in that town, so I came back to my roots. I said.
Betty: I'm sorry. She said. I gave her a confused look.
Sweet Pea: what do you have to be sorry for? I asked her as she sat up.
Betty: things should have been different. She said as she rested her head on the head rest.
Sweet Pea: and what could you have done to change things? I chuckled. She shrugged her shoulders.
Betty: I should have done more. She said.
Sweet Pea: doing more would have put you in danger, the last thing I ever would have wanted. Anyway, I don't want to talk about the past anymore, I want to focus on the future. I said.
Betty: and what does our future look like? she smiled up at me.
Sweet Pea: rough, rough sex? I said. She laughed that adorable laugh.
Sweet Pea: honestly, I hope we go on many, many more dates. You and Jackson grow closer and then at some point you'd move in here. Like it always should have been. I told her.
I watched as her cheeks turned a light shade of red. I raised my hand to her cheek and caressed her warm skin
Betty: I really want that Pod. I want us again. She said.
I smiled uncontrollably as I slightly leaned in.
Sweet Pea: is it okay if I kiss you? She nodded her head.
I leaned in further, filling the gap between us.
Our lips met in the same kiss that made me fall in love with her when we were younger.
It lasted for a few beautiful moments before we each pulled away.
I wrapped my arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer into my chest.
Betty: feels like we've never been apart. She said with a content look.
Sweet Pea: it really doesn't. I said, making a chuckle escape both of our lips.
This beautiful moment was too quickly brought to an end as I heard the door open, revealing Jackson.
I told him to hang out at a friends house until 12 am. I just wanted it to be Betty and I tonight.
Sweet Pea: how come you're home so early? I asked him.
Jackson: tired. Wait, is there food here? He asked. I chuckled as Betty smiled from within my arms.
Sweet Pea: there's a plate for you in the microwave. I said.
Jackson: awesome. He said as he walked into the kitchen.
Betty: the links between you two just keep getting stronger and stronger. She said making me smile.
Betty and I decided to call it a night. So while he was warming up his food, her and I began saying our goodbyes.
Sweet Pea: talk to you soon? I said as I stood outside with her.
Betty: of course, night Pea. She said as she placed a quick kiss on my cheek.
Sweet Pea: night beautiful. I smiled as she got into her car.
Once she had left, I walked into the house and saw Jackson looking up at me.
Jackson: no head? He asked giving me a sympathetic look. I rolled my eyes as I took a seat next to him.
Sweet Pea: you don't ask your dad those types of questions. I said.
Jackson: but I can ask if I should shoot the person now or later, right? He said as he ate.
Sweet Pea: eat and straight to bed. I said.
Jackson: fine. He groaned as I got up to go to bed.
I went to bed that night, the biggest smile on my face.
This has to be the definition of right person wrong time.
A/N
I really hope you all enjoyed x