After Party

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                                                              A week later

                                        Betty's Pov:

It's 2 fucking thirty in the morning and jugass is still not home. His parents fell asleep hours ago and he's still out. He left after dinner claiming he was going to Archie's, but when I called Archie 3 hours ago he said he hasn't seen Jughead since yesterday after they hung out.

4 A.M.

I jumped up from the couch when I heard rocks crunching meaning someone just pulled into the driveway. I slightly stumbled over to the door from the lack of sleep trying too take over my body. I jerked the door open finding a brunette I've never seen before, giggling as she help Jughead up the steps. They wobbled and zig-zagged trying to climb the stairs. The brunette stopped in front of me, Jughead on her shoulder. Looked up at me and stared. 

 "Oh *hiccup* hey bess *hiccup* I got girl named *hiccup* Jessica." Jughead slurred

 "Hi you mussst be bethy. Juggypoo talk lots bout you! " she said with a giggle

juggypoo!? what in the ever lasting fuck-

Oh hell no

 " Yep that's me, anyway I really have to get Jughead back into the house before his parents wake up. Are you ok to drive home? " I asked talking Jughead from her 

 "YUP!"

 " uh ok nice to meet you Jessica. "

 "Nice to meet you Betsy! BYE"

heels clacking on the sidewalk she stumbled her way back to her care and drove off.....hitting the  neighbours garbage can.

I trutted back into the house closing the door quietly and locking it back. Adjusting Jughead so he wasn't slipping from my grasp. I took him upstairs to his room and along the way hearing him complain about how much of a partypooper I was and groaning for the dizziness he was experiencing. His bedroom door was kicked open (quietly) by my foot and I folded back the covers flipping his heavy ass into the queen size mattress.

Tucked him in and turned around to leave. Well that was until I was yanked by my wrist and suddenly on top of him. How did it happen? No idea. But now I know how strong he really is. Placing his hands on my hips in a bruising grip I gasped. I stared wide eye at him, the more seconds that passed it was as if he was already becoming sober. His hands traced my hips up and down running over the smooth exposed skin from my shirt riding up.

"Did you know that your like- ridiculously hot" 

" Jug your drunk you really need to go to sleep. " 

my heart was pounding

breathing heavy

body stiff as a board

"Your right" he sighed

" But..your already here and I'm not THAT tired. " he told me smugly

I shifted to try to get free of his tight grip, only to make him groan. fantastic. 

"Jug can you please let me go?"

" I mean I could " I released a breath "but why don't we do something fun? hm?" His voice dropped dangerously low, that's when I felt it. Under me. He has a fucking boney. Well this is just great. 

" no no no, no fun tonight. " I said finally being able to free myself and jumping to my feet

 "Ugh fine" his eyes rolled

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