The Theory Of Chaotic Perfection |BUGHEAD|

Chapter XXIX - The Night It All Changed

"your name, Jughead Jones, it reminds me of someone."

It wasn't long before they pulled into the wide drive off the road that said "Welcome To Carper Valley". Betty was optimistic about this new change in their lives, but Jughead wasn't. The only gang the Serpents were scared of were the Goolies. They were more ruthless, more dangerous, and more cruel. Their people were in every small town and every city, they spread out like bacteria, something the serpents never did. Jughead was a little worried, he was the son of the serpent king after all.

They parked in the center of the small town, even smaller than Riverdale. Betty pulled Jughead's hoodie over her head and got out of the car. He got out the other side and joined her as they strolled down the walkway in the center of the town. They both felt like all eyes were on them, and not in a good way. Pulling Betty closer to himself, Jughead wrapped his arm around her tighter in a protective manner.

"I'd suggest to go look at houses, but we don't have any money to afford them," Betty sighed.

Jughead grinned, "actually, we do."

"What?" Betty was tacked aback.

Jughead frowned, "okay you know how some of the serpents were dealing drugs and all money went to my father?"

Betty rolled her eyes and looked at him worried, "don't tell me you stole your dads drug money!"

"I did, and better we take it than the serpents," Jughead explained.

She was disappointed in him, but the need for his money outweighed the conscience that screamed at her. Although it was a risky plan, they rented a hotel room for a few weeks. They were still teenagers so buying a house was a little bit strange.

To not be trapped in the hotel room forever, Jughead went out to look for new job opportunities. Not many people were hiring strangers in a small town, most of them looked Jughead with side suspicious glances. He persisted, and finally found a job, however bad. He started working as a construction worker, fixing this and that, building various houses and projects. He'd always come back to Betty sitting at the table, writing something. She told him that she kept a diary, in which she really wanted to write down their adventures together.

After a long days work, Jughead walked up to his locker and changed into his every day clothes. One of the construction workers, whom he didn't know too well, walked up to him. He tapped him on the shoulder aggressively. Jughead turned around and gave him an annoyed expression.

"Don't look at me like that," the man said, "your name, Jughead Jones, it reminds me of someone."

Shoving past him Jughead tried to get away, "yeah? Well, must be a coincidence."

"FP Jones," the man said behind him and Jughead stopped.

Slowly turning around, he let the man know that he got his attention. "I knew you'd think it sounded familiar," the man said sarcastically.

He extended his hand to Jughead, "my name is Rat, I worked for your father once, selling drugs here and there-"

"My dad doesn't sell drugs! That's not what the serpents are about," even though he hated his fathers life, he still wanted to honor him. So, he cut Rat off.

Rat smiled suspiciously, "that's right, I started dealing drugs when I left the serpents for the Goolies."

Suddenly, Jughead had the strange urge to run. His father told him about the Goolies who hate the Serpents and always compete with them. Before he could run away, Rat grabbed him by the collar of his jacket. Jughead was pulled back into the metal lockers and his head hit the top of one of the lockers. Rat was now above him, shoving his knuckle into Jughead's face.

"I have a business offer for you," Rat said, "you deliver a couple of packages for me, make better money-"

Jughead shook his head, "I don't want to be part of my fathers life!"

Rat laughed, "who is that lovely girl of yours you always go home to? Betty Cooper?"

Jughead's eyes widened, "you've been spying on me?" He wanted to hit Rat, but he wasn't in a position to.

The man pushed Jughead deeper into the locker, "yeah, I've been spying, every snake has a soft belly and I know she is yours. So, do a job for me, and I won't hurt her. Refuse, and you will never see her again."

Why was this happening to him? Just when he wanted to get away from all the drug dealing and dangerous lifestyle. Nodding his head and taking on Rat's job, Jughead fell to the floor as Rat let him go. His name was ironic. Jughead watched Rat walk away, his disgusting belly, and stump. Pulling himself off the floor, Jughead got into his car, which once belonged to Fred Andrews. He drove back to the hotel where Betty was, the road seemed smaller to him this time. His mind was racing, what would he say to her? How would she react? He didn't have to tell her at all about this. That was the conclusion he came to. He was going to figure it out on his own.

Pulling out his key from his pocket, Jughead slowly put it into the lock and twisted the door handle. Betty was not sleeping, she was sitting at the desk and reading a newspaper. Everything was so peaceful and quite in this town that it was way worse than Riverdale to Jughead. In his eyes, Betty loved the peace and quite. That is what she was used to.

When she heard him come in, Betty got off her chair and raced to him, kissing his cheek. Betty wanted to know everything he did today, she bombarded him with questions and shoved a cheese sandwich into his hands. Jughead smiled at her excitement. Sometimes he wondered how she can sit in the hotel room almost all day.

He didn't tell her about Rat and the Goolies, he didn't want to put her into more danger than she already was in. Instead, he made up some boring ending to his work day.

"Tomorrow is the weekend, what are we going to do?" Betty asked, her eyes sparkled with desire to explore.

Jughead smiled, "it's all up to you Betty."

She sat down on his lap and kissed his lips, "you know what I thought of today?"

Jughead kissed her back, "what?"

"We are like the perfect ending to Romeo and Juliet," her words made him shiver, but she didn't think much of them. The fair couple from Verona that ended up dying for their love for each other. Then the horrific reality hit Jughead, Romeo and Juliet ended up dying. There was no happy ending.