A Bughead story

Chapter 31

I wake up and jugheads not there. Today is Saturday. I was supposed to help jughead study today but he's probably not in the mood. I force myself out of bed and go to the bathroom to brush my teeth and hair. I wash my face and change my clothes. I put on a bra and a long sleeve white sweater. Then I put on some jeans.  I talk downstairs when I hear someone yelling. It's to damn early for this. I hurry down the stairs when I find a tear stained jughead yelling into the phone. "I don't fucking care! I'll use my college money for it and I'll get a job! He needs this and so does everyone here that cares about him. It's not like you ever fucking did! You didn't care about me or jellybean! You screwed us! Not dad! Your evil scheming behind the scenes did! Don't think about coming to Riverdale or around us. You ruined me! You ruined my life! My education! My friends! And Betty! You've screwed me! Don't call me ever again and if you go anywhere near dads payment plans when I will kill you, for real this time." He screams into the phone then transferred into a threatening voice. "Your fucking dead to me. You abandoned me! Me not the other way around! I was a kid!" He cried into the phone and I just wanted to go over there and comfort him but I was frozen in place. "The fuck? Are you seriously going down that road? Betty has nothing to do with this! I beat the shit out of Archie for a reason!... No!! I'm obviously out if I'm on the phone with you." He said in annoyance. I'm surprised he didn't notice my presence. "I'll go deal with dad. Don't try to do shit." He said hanging the phone back up on the wall. His hair was messy and his shoulders were tense. I could see through the thin fabric. What is going on with FP? Should I comfort him or give him space? Is he still mad at me? I have no clue but my first instinct is telling me to say something. "Jug?" I say in a soft voice. He looked up and his eyes hooked on mine. He walked over to me and leaned down to kiss me? I'll take this over any silence. His arms snaked around my back and held me in place while he kissed me with the sweetest mixture of rough passion and loving sweetness. I think he needed this. He needed to know he was loved? I'm not sure I can't ever tell with him but it's also what makes it so exciting. He let go of the kiss gently biting my lower lip. His hands on my waist he brought his forehead to mine. "I have to go" he says and at first I feel like he might leave me. I don't even have to say anything for him to explain it's like he can read my mind. "I have to find a job" he says hotly onto my face but I don't mind. "Then I will get one too" I tell him we could start making tons of money for a house together someday. Or college or whatever he needs money for. He shakes his head. I bring my hands up to massage his shoulders. "You don't have to. I'm thinking I could ask Alice if I could write story's for her or something" he explains and I can tell he feels more relaxed than what he did 5 minutes ago. "I've been thinking about getting one for a while now. I'm sure my mom needs help. I could.. work at pops or the drive in" I say to him and he looks alarmed. "Not the drive in" he states and I know it's not up for debate. "Why not?" I ask because I want to know why he was so stern.
"to much bad shit happens there. I'd have to kill someone if they touched you." He whispered in my ear to make sure I got the point. He let go of my hip and told he he'd ask jb to come with us. Moments later he came down with her. "Why are you to together if you fight so much?" I faintly heard her whisper to him. "Love. Because we love each other" He said calmly to her and she rolled her eyes on the stairs "I never want to love someone" she says and now that I think about it I feel so sorry for her. Everyone in her life has bad relationships. Her mom and dad, jug and I, my mom is alone, Veronica and Archie. Not that she knows them to much but she's seen it. This is what she thinks love is. And that is terrible. I feel terrible I should have been a better remodel with jughead. "I'll take your motorcycle and try to find a job. You can do whatever you have to do" I say grabbing my purse and putting on boots. "No we could all go together?" He proposed looking confused. "I'm fine." I say walking out the front door. I have the keys in my back pocket. I don't know why I just suddenly wanted to be alone. I wanted nothing to do with anybody. I walk over to the bike and jughead chases after me "Betty? What's wrong?" He asks and I turn around. I open my mouth to speak but instead I feel like puking. I have a terrible feeling. Gut wrenching. I don't think he's still mad at me but I can't tell. "That's it. Your not driving the motorcycle, not when your sick. You could wreck" He says taking the keys away from me and I don't hesitate to let him. He aids me inside the house. "What the hell!" Jellybean exclaims rolling her eyes. "Jug- I am fine" I say to him as I walk toward the couch his hand snakes of my waist. "I'm so sick of this jughead! Everything is about Betty!" She yells at him and runs up the stairs and slams her door. I sigh. Jughead sits down next to me. "She's just having a hard time. It's nothing to do with you" he tried to assure me but I couldn't believe him. "Jughead.. it has everything to do with me. You should still go with her and take my car. I will be fine here. I think you should talk to fp" I tell him and he sighed. "I can't have her there with me anymore. I needed you to come so she'd have someone to watch her and talk to her while I sort out things out. Then she'd come talk to him" his voices is fragile and I now want to go but I feel sick to my stomach. "I would I really would if I-" that's it. I run as fast as I can to the trash can in the kitchen and I retch into it. Jughead pulled my hair back so I didn't puke in it. I sit back on the floor while jughead hands me a paper towel. I while my mouth with it and throw it away. Jugheads hand met my forehead and he declared I have a temperature. "Great." I say starting to stand up. "Come here" He says helping me up. "What hurts?" He kindly asks me. I sigh "everything I feel blurry and disgusting" I replied with his hand around my waist pulling me close to him and he lays me on the couch.