Taking my message from the veins | Jarchie ✓

Four.

^ Demi Lovato- stone cold^

Veronica was the new girl in town. She's recently moved to Riverdale with her family, they wanted to escape their hectic lives back where they used it live. But Veronica worries that their decision to leave their old home hasn't benefited them as much as they had hoped. They wanted to go to Riverdale for a quiet life, but, now Veronica has realised something. It was her first day at school yesterday, it hadn't been all that interesting, apart from one moment. When she happened to overhear two boys talking, one with red hair and the other with dark black, they were discussing something that had happened to them. Electric veins- they had said- and that had caught her attention instantly. From the town before Veronica knew about how her parents treated people that were, what they called, different. Her dad would lock both the boys with electric veins up, testing on them in some laboratory as if they were an experiment. Because she didn't want them being treated like that Veronica kept the boys secret hidden, away from her parents and their prying eyes. She didn't trust her parents enough to tell them such a thing. Veronica had a strained relationship with her mom and dad- she often went against them- because Veronica didn't follow the rules, she makes them. 

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Later that evening, back at Archie's house, when the evening had settled. Both Archie and Jughead had spent hours scratching their heads over what was going on with their little situation, the whole electric veins thing was all they could talk about. Googling had led them nowhere, if anything it left them even more stumped for answers. After they had spent hours puzzling over their veins, Archie had decided they needed a few drinks to wash all the, or lack of, information down. So, he headed down the stairs, leaving Jughead in his bedroom. But that soon changed, Jughead stood up from the bed when Archie was taking a while fetching the drinks, and Jughead thought that maybe he needed a helping hand. Heading down the steps Jughead halted his movements, stopping on the steps when he heard both Archie's voice and then also his dads. He decided to sit down, perching on the wooden step - he may have been eavesdropping on their conversation. 

"How's Jughead doing?" Fred asked Archie, who must have shrugged because soon Fred was speaking once more. "You still like him? Y'know more than a friend?"

"It's like he's my soulmate, dad," Archie sighed, slumping against the side with a defeated expression on his face. "But while he's with Betty I can't do a thing about it." 

Jughead brought his hands to his mouth, his vision swimming with the unshed tears, just thinking about Archie and them being together- as something more than friends- made his heart race. But also his hands glow, under the dim lights it's all Jughead could see- his bright glowing palms. 

Jughead had a decision to make. A decision that could change the course of his life. 

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"Betty we need to talk," Jughead sighed once he was stood in front of Betty in her bedroom. He doesn't know how many times he'd sighed in the past few days. Betty's face dropped, almost as if she knew what was coming next. They sat down on her bed and Jughead took her hands in his.
"I don't think we're working anymore, I was really happy with you." He began and Betty sighed. 

"Was?" She inquired and tugged her hands from Jughead's grip. 

"I'm sorry- I just- I'm not sure we're as happy as we used to be." 

"I'm happy, jug, it's you that's not." 

"I know." Jughead whispered, running a hand through his hair. "I've not been happy for a while, my head- it's all over the place." 

"I'm always here if you need to talk, Juggie, whether we're together or not." 

Jughead smiled softly at Betty, glad that she wasn't taking this break up too badly. 

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Later, Jughead returned back to Archie's house with a heavy heart and a whirring head. He sank down onto the inflatable mattress on Archie's floor and sighed once again. 

"Jug?" Archie whispered into the dark of the night. And Jughead nodded, although Archie couldn't see him, so he found himself muttering a small "yes". 

"Are you okay? Where have you been?" 

"I'll tell you in the morning." Jughead replied, hearing Archie shift in his bed. "Night, Arch." 

"Goodnight Juggie." 

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Sorry that was quite short.
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