A Bughead story

Chapter 7

        Third Persons POV

While Betty and Jughead were asleep, on the other side of the locked door was a rage filled mother and a man Jughead knew nothing about.

"It won't open it must be jammed" Alice mumbled to FP. "Nonsense, it's locked" FP looked at Alice like she was stupid. "Betty doesn't have a lock on her door" Alice argued. "It's 1 in the morning Alice, I have to go. Call somebody  who can open your daughters locked door that  allegedly doesn't have a lock on it." FP whispered. "FP Jones help me or I swear to god-" She began to say. "Why the hell are you even breaking into your daughters room in the middle of the night!?" FP interrupted. Alice rolled her eyes. "Because Jughead is in there to! He said that tonight he would be fucking her brains out, rocking between her legs that were all spread out for him!" Alice squealed and freaked out. "He did what?!" FP whisper shouted. "For no reason at all!" Alice shuttered. FP ran back as far as he could and ran as fast as possible towards the door to bust it open. FP kicked the door down. Betty and Jughead where just waking up and realizing what happened. "Oh my god! He's shirtless! What the hell is this?!" Alice picked up Bettys lingerie outfit from just a few hours ago. "Mom!!! Put that down I'm begging you!" Betty quickly told her mother. And with that a scream drew from Alice's mouth as Betty and Jughead were equally terrified as one another. FP couldn't believe it he covered his face with his hands. "Since when the hell were there locks on your door?!" Alice questions. But Betty chose to ignore her. "Why the hell are you in my house? I thought I told you never to come back or I'd tell my Mom what you did!?" Betty stood up out of bed and walked over to question the man. Betty realized she'd never told Jughead about how FP basically broke into her house. "What?" Alice and Jughead said the same time. "You had a gun! It was loaded you pointed it at me!" FP defended himself. "Yeah, because you broke in and trashed the place a bit, I was scared!! A man broke into my house, at the time I had no clue you were Jugs dad so what was I supposed to do?!!" Betty fired back. "You should have told me" Jughead was obviously hurt and upset. "And me" Alice avoided looking at FP. "Come on jughead let's go." FP told his son. "No, I can walk to Archies from here." Jughead didn't look at anybody in the room. He was pissed, his dad broke into Bettys house and Betty failed to tell him. Alice and his Dad broke through Bettys door and the locks where broken now, the locks he bought that day. Jughead was also angry for other reasons but these where the most recent events that made him mad. "It's the middle of the night your not going to Archies! Your going home with me now!" FP raised his voice pointing at his son. "Over my dead body! I'm not going back there!" Jughead screamed back, he was getting even more upset soon he would be throwing hands. "The fuck you are!" FP started aggressively walking towards Jughead rage clear in his eyes. Betty ran next to Jughead in the bed holding his arms. "I can defend myself now, I'm not a helpless little boy." Jughead softly reminded FP as he remembered the night his mom suddenly broke her arm in her sleep. "Shut the hell up." FP warned Jughead. FP looked back at Alice who looked confused and in shock at FP. "Fine" Jughead said getting out of Bettys bed. "Jughead." Betty said warning Jughead. "I'll be fine" Jughead said as he grabbed a bag full of his stuff. Betty came to hug him but whispered in his ear "be careful, call me if you need anything". Jughead nodded. Betty had the feeling Jughead was giving her the cold shoulder but that didn't matter right now all she cared about was that he would be safe. FP and Jughead left the house but as soon as they got onto the side walk Jughead shoved his dad, then he puffed his chest up "What the fuck did you do to Betty! Did you hit her?! If you did I'll kill you I swear I'll fucking kill you!" Jughead yelled loud enough to grab anybody's attention. "Shut up! People are sleeping! I'd never hit a woman let alone a girl! How about we talk about what you said to Alice about getting it on with Betty!" FP shoved Jughead back. Jughead was raged. "Bullshit! You hit my Mom! I wouldn't be surprised if you hurt Betty to! God you smell! What have you been-" Jughead was cut off by his father's hands wrapping around his throat. "Stop being disrespectful. This is about you, I'm your parent so we are going to sit down and have a civilized conversation about everything. Your gonna go back home to live with me for good. Understood?" FP tightly held onto Jugheads throat chocking him. When FP finally let him go Jughead held his knees gasping for air. When Jughead caught his breath he shakily sputtered out "fuck you" Instantly Fp kneed Jughead in his gut. He groaned. "Old habits die hard." Jughead sighed. He looked at his dad with a tear in his eye. "Your a Jones man! We don't use women for their bodies or for whatever the hell you were doing! How the hell could you say that to that girls mom!"
Jughead gave him a cold stare "I learned from the best." Jughead didn't have any reason to defend himself to this man. Except that I am better then him. "You have some damn explaining to do" FP screamed at Jughead pointing him finger in his face. Jughead pushed his shoulders back. "I'm not scared of you anymore" Jug chillingly whispered in his ear after pushing him. His face was turning bright red. "It doesn't matter, you've already taken sides with Bettys Mom without knowing anything about this whole situation. You and Alice have no right to judge me or Betty! I'm just the man whore who's been sluting around with another whore, I'm trash. oh yeah guess Alice didn't tell you that, or that she wrote an article demonizing you, and me. I'm a monster because of the way I left Betty. This is all your fault! I left because I saw you! I wasn't expecting to ever see you again! You were drinking, you and your buddies couldn't even look straight ahead, you looked homeless, surprised you didn't get arrested." Jughead criticized. "You can't blame me for all of it" he acted like he was so sure. "Yea I can." Jughead started to walk away. "Jughead" something was different in FP's voice. "I know it will take time-" FP was cut off. "Time? You've had plenty of time. I love Betty, but you and Alice just don't see that. I'm not going back home with you." Jugheads voice was low. "You should go to the whyte worm sometime, man whore." FP said to his son. Jughead ran towards him,pushing him onto the ground. They fumbled. "Get off me!" FP demanded while trying to get out. Jughead held him down. The fury was clear in Jugheads eyes, even in the dark. "You can go ahead and call me whatever the hell you feel like but your not going to go around talking shit, about me or Betty! When you call me a man whore your calling Betty that to! She's the only woman I've been with and I'm the only man she's been with!" Jughead screamed in his fathers face. Jugheads elbow and forearm were harshly pressing against FP's neck. "Don't ever think that I'm defenseless against you or anyone of your goonies." Jughead got off his Dad and ran off in the dark. FP laid on the pavement of the sidewalk for a minute or two then went to his trailer. Little did the boys know that Alice and Betty have seen the entire thing.