Find Our Way

Chapter 2

Jughead POV:
WHATTTT??!!!! This can't be happening. I can't get married. I looked around the people. They were all staring at me and Cheryl who strangely seem to be ok with it. Why? Do she want to marry me? Why didn't dad tell me? I hate it when people keep secrets from me. Especially, the ones that involves me. The photographers came running in front us and told us to take pictures together.

I wrapped my arm around Cheryl's waist. She just smiles straight at the people like everything is good when it's not. I pulled her closer to whisper in her ear and I did. "What is going on?" I asked. "We are going to get married. Isn't that's great?" She whispered back. "No. We need to talk......" I said. "We are already talking." She said. "In private, I mean." She looks at me and whispered, "after dinner go to my room, it's in the left side on the hall, the third door." She walked off to talk with some people.

I waited till dinner was done and went up to her room. I opened the door and saw Cheryl glancing at the full mirror. She turned around and just standing there waiting for me to say something. "What's you wanna talk about?" She asked with a smile which I still don't understand. " I don't want to marry you." I said straight. She rolled her eyes and says, "well that makes two of us."

"What so why don't you tell your parents about it." I said. She crossed her arms and said "you don't think already said that. Of course, I won't marry you, but they said 'no'. So, I guess we have to live with it." "No. I'm not going to marry you or have a bond with my enemy. I'm not living with it." I said. I grabbed the door knob and left the room. I need to talk to dad.

I went straight home leaving dad at the party with everyone else. I wanted to talk to him at home. So I waited. He finally came on at midnight. He is drunk. "Dad?" He turned around to me after closing the door. "Oh. Hey, son." He said drunkly.

"Dad, I'm not marry that bloody shit family's daughter and living my life with her." I rage my anger at me. He looked at me in the eyes and said, "who said you're going to spend the rest of your life with her?" I kept silent. He set on our couch and glance at me. "You're going to be married to her until she gives you all her money and then you can divorce her. You can go back to your own life again." He smiled as he finished his words.

"Are you telling me to divorce her after taking her career into my hand? Dad, I can't do that." I stated. Because I couldn't. "Yes, you can, because you're my son and don't worry about what happens after the divorce. I'll take care of that." He said leaning back falling asleep. "And that's all you need....to....know." He closed his eyes, sleeping. I sighed and went up to my room. I took off my clothes leaving my boxers on. I got in the covers on my bed. I don't know dad if I can do that to someone. But I'll do it us.

Cheryl POV:
The next morning I got dressed in my wedding dress. It was white and has a peach pink on the laces too. I love the dress, the wedding, but not the groom or the family he's from. I hate him so much.

"Good Morning." I turned to the door and found Veronica standing there with a smile across her face and holding two cups of coffee in her hands. "I would have had 'good morning' back, but since I'm getting married to my enemy. I prefer not to." I stated as she set the coffee on makeup table. She gave in a little chuckle as she picked up the hairbrush and started brushing my hair. "I know this isn't something you thought might happen, but hey maybe it's for the best." I rolled my eyes and said, "Yeah, sure. If my parents are willing to give me away to their enemy just for a more money." I said being annoyed at the question.

Ronnie giggles at my expression. "I'm sure it's for a good reason that they are doing this." She said as she begun to make braids with my red hair. "Yeah, right.....why can't Archie do something about this? I mean, he's part of our family too." I said, staring at my reflection on the mirror. "He tried, but your parents made their own decision."

When she was done braiding, she put in some green leaves in the braids. " They never give their children to speak their own opinion. I hate them so much. I didn't even know about it.." I glanced down to my pale hands as Ronnie continue to get me ready for the big day. "It'll be alright and I'm sure he's not that bad." She said with a smile. "He didn't want me part of his life or family." I said. "Maybe, because he is taking the time to process in all in. Give him sometime." I rolled my eyes at the three last words. "Yeah, right. And what about me? YOU DON'T I HAVE FEELINGS TOO?!" I got up and shouted at her. She was frighten at first then her face soften after seeing my eyes fill with tears. I broke down to the floor and started sobbing. She fell to the ground with my as she says, " I know you have feelings....and I know it might be difficult for too, but I know you will be strong and go through it." I kept on sobbing.

"What if I can't handle it. What if I lose myself and do something terrifying." I said trying to control my crying. Veronica rubbed my back and looked at me a faithful smile across her face. "You do great, because you're strong, smart, kind, beautiful, and.....perfect the way you are." I looked up at her eyes. "Thank you and I'm sorry that you have to see me like this." I thanked her and apologized for my surprising behavior. She nodded as she says, "it's alright. I get it. Don't forget, I live with your brother." We burst out of laughter.