Military (bughead)

Part 1

Jughead pov
Finally I had came home from Afghanistan I've been there for year. They gave me a couple months off they told me they would call me 2 weeks before I have to go back. I was just walking down the street when I was thinking about everything how I hadn't been with my family for for my 19th and 20th birthday. I enrolled because I was at my worst at that time. I've never had a girlfriend and my mom left with my sister. Which left my dad going 3 jobs. I felt lonely. Now I have some friends in the military. But, god I haven't even had my first kiss yet. I kept walking until something caught my eye. It was a girl with blonde hair she was sitting in the floor and crying. What is she doing here at 11am. I kept walking until I reached her.
"Hello. Miss are you okay?"
She just shakes her head no. I sat down next to her I touched her shoulder. But she shoved it off and moved over, she sobbed even harder.
"Hey, Hey I'm not going to do anything. I want to help you."
She finally looks at me. Her big bright green eyes staring into mine.
"No. I'm not okay."
She came near me. I spread out my arms and she just quickly came into my arms. Sobbing on my uniform.
"You can tell me what happened. Why are you crying?"
It was silent for a while. Until she spoke up.
"It happened 1 month ago. My friend Kevin and Veronica didn't attend dance class that day. We usually finished at 7:30pm but like we had a show coming up rehearsal ran extra long that day. We got out at 12:00am. I was walking home when I left someone following me. I ran and looked back and my face bumped against something. A guy more specific my ex Reggie. He grabbed me and dragged me to his house. I was screaming so much that she decided to punch me. After that it went black. I woke up in his room naked. After he came up. He said it was fun but he wasn't interested. I sat there confused and tears rolling down my cheeks. He told to get dressed and not to tell anyone about this. I ran out his house into mine. It was a good thing that my mom was on a business trip. I sat there crying for hours anyway today I wasn't feeling well. My stomach was hurting as well as my head. I was throwing up every morning. I decide to take a pregnancy test. I'm pregnant and I don't know what to do. For gods sake I'm 19 pregnant with a rapist of a father. I can't tell him. I told my mom she kicked me out and called me a slut. She didn't let me take anything because she said she bought everything not me."
I sit there listening to her tears rolling down my cheeks.
"I'm so sorry that happened to you."
"I don't even know why I told you."
I just sit there holding her in my arms. It's feels like along time. I feel that her breathing has become slower and deeper. I look down and see her sleeping. I picked her up and took her home so that she can stay with me. I put here on my bed and I slept on the couch.

Bettys pov
I wake up in this unknown place. I start to get scared because of what happened with Reggie. Then, I remember that I had a talk with this young man yesterday. I couldn't see him that good though. I get up and see that I'm still in the same clothes as yesterday. I exit the from and go straight ahead. I see the living and the man is sleeping. I shake him awake. He looks at me with those soft blue eyes. He is so handsome. Oh my god you stupid girl you can't be thinking like this you are pregnant.
"Hey. Um I didn't ask you yesterday but, what is your name?" He asks with a soft voice.
"Elizabeth Cooper but I go by Betty."
"Okay Betty I'm jughead. Jughead Jones." He tells me sitting up.
"Do you want something to eat?"
I shake my head meaning no.
"I think it's best if you do I mean you are carrying a baby."
He tells me. I guess he is right. I give in and shake my head okay. We ate pancakes and eggs. I asked him to tell me about him self. He told me he goes to the army and got this place last year. He also tells me he is going back in a few months and he is 20 year olds. Sometimes I just caught him staring at me. But who am I kidding I'm a messed up kid who is going to have a kid due to rape. I just wished my life wasn't as messed up.