A Bughead story

Chapter 3

  Veronicas POV

I hear Betty crying out of control in the living room but I can't go out there and make her feel embarrassed and I know I'm not going to get the story about what happened from her so I tried calling Jughead to tell him how much of an asshole he is but of course he doesn't answer so I kept calling him I get a better idea as he picks up the phone. "Jughead where the hell are you! Betty got hit by a bus!" I say through the speaker "WHAT! HOW? IS SHE OKAY?!" His panicked voice booms through the speaker. "Oh just because some asshole left her out in the rain with a broken heart for hours, I was driving by and I see her standing in the road I almost ran over her! She could have gotten hurt or worst!" I snap at him. "Ohh." I hear a relieved sigh come out the other end of the speaker. He must have figured out she didn't get hit by a bus. I heard a few emotionless sniffles. "Veronica. I can't talk about this." Betty was right his voice does sound detached and emotionless. "Jughead she was standing out in the dark,freezing rain! She thought you were coming back! I can here her crying from my room to the living room, except no tears are coming out anymore, her face is stained with tears that YOU made fall. She keeps checking her phone to see if your hurt. She thinks something is going with you and I agree. Although you put her through this pain she still cares about you and thinks your this amazing person because you apparently never yelled at her but you know what I think you have." I huff at him. I hear sniffles in the other line. "Jughead just tell me what happened because I'm confused betty said that you told her something about you not loving her anymore and that she's trapping you, which by the way she thinks is true but it's not because you obviously still care about her so spill." I say demanding he'd tell me. "I'll tell you what happened today. But that's all I'm saying. You can't tell Betty about this call. I'm only saying this once because I can't stand to keep talking about it. It won't stop replaying in my mind." Jughead says fast like he's not trying to cry. I want to yell at him because of the things he is telling me but I know if I push it he's gonna stop talking.

Bettys POV

I didn't get much to any sleep last night, all I could see every time I closed my eyes I saw him. I was sitting up on the couch curled up as Veronica came out from her room and took a seat in the love chair across from me. "morning." We said at the same time. "I'm sorry if I kept you up last night I-" Veronica cut me off saying "you didn't keep me up at all Betty. I'll go back us some coffee be right back!" She stood up and left for the kitchen. I check my phone again, but there was nothing. I even tried calling him on Veronicas house phone but still no answer. Veronica come back with the coffee and handed me a cup. "Thanks again for letting me stay here, thanks for the coffee to." I say, just trying to be grateful for Veronicas kindness. "Oh betty it's no problem you can stay here as long as you want." Veronica replied. "Actually I was thinking I should go back home and have some time to myself." I say nodding my head for some reason. "Okay but if you ever need anything I'm just a phone call away." She buzzes and smiles. I return a smile. "I can drop you off whenever you'd like to go home." She offers. "Can you drop me off after we're done with our coffee?" I ask. Every minute it's getting harder not to cry and I have to remind myself to breathe. "Sure, of course." Veronica said with a hint of surprise in her tone. We finished having our coffee and Veronica drove me back to my house. "Betty are you sure you want to be here alone?" Veronica asks with suspicion. Saying "here" with extra suspicion. My mind replays the dreadful events from yesterday. I swear I see it all replay in fast motion. "Betty." Veronica places her hand on my shoulder. "Yeah I'm fine." I step out of the car and wave goodbye to Veronica. She waves back and does a 'call me' hand motion. I nod my head and make my way towards the house and open the door. I noticed that Veronica pulled into Archies driveway but I didn't really care. I take a look around the house. I have memories with Jughead everywhere I look. I take a few minutes to admire the couch. The couch that Jughead and I would aways eat takeout food on and watch mystery documentary's on. Although Jughead doesn't technically live here he was always here my mom didn't really care I mean she did care but she never would have thrown him out and he treated me right so she was fine with it. My mom is barley ever home because she's busy at work and she does a lot of charity work. That's probably also why he was over so often. I walk upstairs into my bed room to grab pajamas for my bath but the first thing I realize is that a lot of Jugheads things are still here. I wish he just took it all so then I don't have to be reminded of him. Actually that's a lie I'm glad he left some things here, because now I can remember the sweet boy who would sneak through my window when my mom was home just so he could help me with my home work. It's not like it would have made a difference if he took them all because I will aways be reminded of him. He barley brought any of this things with him so that means he's coming back or he was in a hurry to leave me.