Bad Boy

help (pt. 2)

I woke up at 7:56 am, Jughead still sleeping, but he was tossing and turning. 

"hey, Jug." I shook him.

"Juggy?" He finally woke up.

"Hey baby. You okay?" I asked him.

"Ye- Yeah. Just a nightmare. probably about losing you," He said. He was soo dreamy.

He cupped my face in one of his hands and kissed my lips. His lips were so soft. And his hands were cold, yet refreshing. A tiny smile appeared on his face after our kiss, but quickly disappeared after a knock on the door. 

"I'll get it," He said, putting his shirt on. 

J U G H E A D J O N E S

"Dad!?" I was shocked. He hasn't been in Riverdale for almost four years.

"Where is she?" He yelled, barging in.

"Who?"

"That girl you have been bringing to the Southside, blowing our cover?!" He looked in each of the rooms, until her found it.

"betty cooper." he said in a sweet, but spooky voice. 

Fp walked over to Betty and just stared at her.

"You look just like your mother," He said, tilting his head.

"Yo-you know my mother?" She asked.

"of course I know your mother. She used to be a serpent, you know? Now, there is one thing you don't know..." 

"What?"

"Do you know about your eldest sibling, Chic?" He asked.

"Well, yeah," Betty said.

"He is my child."

Betty was shocked. 

Now what happened next, well just imagine this onomatopoeia.

BANG!

And then, like that, Fp was gone.