Chapter Twenty- Eight: Fuck you, Fuck him, Fuck this, Fuck everyone, Fuck everything.
"I can't believe you made me climb a tree," Betty said looking at Owen who was sitting on the thick branch next to her and Owen just shrugged.
"You said you wanted to do something legal. Climbing trees is legal," Owen said and Betty chuckled.
"Yeah, but I could fall and break my neck," Betty said and Owen smirked and put his arm around her.
"I won't let you fall, Betts, unless you're falling for me," Owen said and Betty blushed, luckily it was dark so Owen couldn't see her red cheeks.
"You smooth fucker," Betty said and Owen smiled before gasping.
"Did Betty Cooper just swear? I cannot believe my ears!" Owen joked and Betty just rolled her eyes before looking at the sky, that was dotted with stars. Owen just looked at the side of her face his eyebrows furrowing.
"What are you thinking about, Betts?" Owen asked after a minute of silence and Betty just shrugged.
"About the future," Betty said and Owen raised an eyebrow at her.
"What about it?" Owen asked and Betty looked at him.
"Aren't you worried about what happens next?Don't you want it to be perfect?" Betty asked and Owen shrugged.
"Why should I worry? Everything will fall into place," Owen said and Betty raised an eyebrow at him.
"You're really just want to see the way things pan out? Haven't you started making preparations?" Betty asked and Owen shook his head.
"Preparations for what? As i said, everything will fall into place," Owen said and Betty shook her head.
"Preparations for college, after college, your career path. The rest of your life," Betty said and Owen shrugged.
"Why though? Why would I stress myself out? Whatever will be, will be," Owen said and Betty shook her head again.
"Owen you can't just leave everything to fate-" Betty said but Owen cut her off.
"Betty you're so predictable. The typical girl next door. You get good grades and plan your future out down to every detail. You want to finish college, become a journalist at a well known newspaper or magazine. You want to find your future husband in Riverdale. So you can be childhood sweethearts, which is why you are crushing on Archie so bad. You want to have two kids and a dog called Spot. Correct me if I'm wrong," Owen said and Betty shook her head.
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The Sinclairs [Riverdale AU]
Fanfiction"I want her." "Nope. Finders keepers." "You didn't find her. She just walked into the room." In which two siblings fight for the attention of Riverdale's very own blue Jasmine. [Oc's x Veronica Lodge] [Oc's x Betty Cooper] [Riverdale AU]