Believer ➵ Bughead

Chapter 8

Jughead stared at the list Julieta gave him as she looked for a shopping cart. He touched the page, mouthing the words, looking up at each aisle to find each item.  

Julieta arrived with the cart with two items from the list.

"Where'd you find those?" He asked

"I swear, you're so fucking blind." She laughed, motioning behind him. 

Right where she pointed stood cans of condensed milk, and bags of sugar.

He widened his eyes and shook his head, laughing.

"I think I can agree with you on that."

The two walked through the entire store, checking off items along the way. Julieta would take random items as well, deeming them 'more important than air'. Jughead would just shake his head as she added them to the cart.

They finished grocery shopping at around 10, and as soon as they were done, Jug went into a convenience store nearby. 

He walked up to the register, remembering what his father would ask when he came with him.

"One pack of Camel Blue." 

The cashier looked at the boy skeptically. Still, he turned around, taking the pack from the shelf and dropping it on the counter. 

"7$"

Jug dropped the cash, thanking the cashier before exiting the store. Julieta waited for him nearby, the plastic bags full of food on the ground.

"I'm real surprised, dude. Can't believe you actually had the balls to buy them." She said, shaking her head.

"All I needed was some pretentious potty mouth teen to inspire me." He winked.

She hit him playfully.

"Excuse me?" She looked straight at him, cocking her eyebrow.

"What? I just think you use swear words like cheese; your plate could be overflowing with fresh Parmesan and you'd still never tell him to stop."

She burst out in laughter, handing him her lighter.

She watched as he lit the cigarette up and put it in his mouth, removing it, and inhaling the smoke slowly. 

She gasped.

"Damn Jughead! This can't be the first time you've done this before, right?"

" When you're surrounded by packs of these cancer sticks as a kid, the temptation is unfathomable." He said, chuckling.

They stood in silence for a while. He had passed her a cigarette, and she lit it up. He sat down on a bench, rubbing the temples of his head. As his eyes closed, his headache melting bit by bit away. After opening them, he noticed Julieta staring at him. She broke her gaze, turning away immediately and blushing like a clown.  She took another hit of the cigarette before speaking up.

"So, that ex-girlfriend...what exactly happend?" 

She turned to him completely.

He sighed, fixing the hair that came out of his beanie.

"She hooked up with my best friend. At least, that's what I think-"

"No fucking way! That little prissy flat stick is actually CAPABLE of fucking someone?" Julieta screeched.

Jughead shushed her, looking at the people passing by.

"God, you're unbelievably loud."

She giggled at his comment.