The next night, Jughead wanted to take Betty on a date to make up for yesterday even thought Betty kept telling him how unnecessary it was. FP said he would watch Amelia while they were out.
It was 6pm and FP hadn't arrived yet but Betty and Jughead didn't want to be late for their reservation so they figured if she was okay last night for an hour, she'd be okay for 10 minutes. They said bye to Amelia and left.
Betty and Jughead had just ordered before Jughead got a call. "It's my dad.." He said."Well pick it up! What if something happened?!""Okay okay Betty, calm down. I'm sure everything is fine." He said before he picked up and heard the panicked voice of FP. Jughead stood up and took a few steps away from the table. "Dad. Dad slow down. What happened?" He asked. Betty watched as a worried expression came over Jughead's face. "We're on our way.." Jughead said before hanging up. "What happened?" Betty asked. "Get your jacket. We have to go home. Now." He said with no context whatsoever. He needed to keep Betty calm at least for the drive home.
"Jug please tell me what's going on." Betty said as they got in the car. Jughead didn't reply and started the car. "Jughead please!" Tears came to his eyes but he stayed focused on the road and gripped the wheel tight. They turned onto the street and saw FP on the porch. Betty got out of the car and ran up to him. "FP, where's Amelia?" She asked. Just then she got a phone call from the sheriff. She picked up and said "Hello?" "Hi. Yes, is this Elizabeth Jones?" The sheriff asked."Y-Yes.." She replied. FP and Jughead looked down knowing what this was about. "Okay..we just wanted to let you know that Kyle Lawrence has escaped and is on the run. We're trying to track him down but for now, please keep Amelia in the house." He said. Betty now knew where Amelia was. Well maybe not where, but she knew who she was with. She dropped the phone and sat down crying and started to have a panic attack. "Mrs. Jones?" The Sherrif said. FP finished the conversation with the sheriff while Jughead turned his attention to Betty as she started hyperventalating. "Hey hey Betty..hey. Just breathe...breathe.." He said as he kneeled down to her level. Betty's breathing got slower but her crying just increased as she fell into his arms. "Betty..shh..its ok Betty. We'll find her.." Betty still cried into his chest.
Once Betty calmed down a little bit they went into the house and waited for the sheriff to show up. She still looked as broken as she felt though and was leaning on Jughead on the couch. The sheriff finally arrived and told them that he had already organized a few search parties and told the Jones' to get some rest. FP went home and Betty and Jughead went to bed. They woke up the next morning to pounding on their door...
Hey um so updates might be kinda slow cause I'm tryna focus on school and mid terms so...yeah sorry and here's the next chapter❤️😋
