Chapter two

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I didn't realize I grabbed Jughead's hand but I guess I had and we were running down the stairs to see what had happened. When we got downstairs we found......
(Ch 1)
My dad laying on the floor underneath his library ladder. Two of his maids, his driver , and his librarian are all standing around him trying to push the ladder off of him but it doesn't work. Jughead offers to help and so do I. Jughead and I grab the ladder and pull it upwards and the maids, driver , and librarian look at both of us in shock. My dad tries to get up but can't since the ladder was nearly around 200 pounds and it pushed him to the floor. As Jughead and I get him up and walk him to his room I tell the maids, driver, and librarian to go back to work and they do.

When we got my dad upstairs and into his bedroom he tells me he wants me to stay here tonight and that I'm the last thing he has so I agree to stay. My dad said I could bunk with Jughead and both of our faces go red. All of the other employees of my father have their own rooms and for some reason I'm being forced to stay with the hottest one. Whenever I'm around him we both feel the tension in the air and that we want to grab each other and kiss every inch of their bodies (even though we have known each other for like half a day ). We can't because we both are too scared that we are going to get hurt again. I check my watch and it reads 10:48. I tell Jughead that I think it's getting late and we both have to work tomorrow morning so we both walk to his bedroom and we see the other employees start to head to their bedrooms as well.

I open his closet and see his clothes we hung up earlier today then I look at the top and see a blanket and an extra pillow case. I make a few attempts to get it but clearly it isn't working since I'm around 5'4 and the top of the closet is like 5'9. Jughead laughed as he watched me attempt to grab the blanket. He walks over and since he's around 5'8 he can clearly reach the blanket but he picks me up to the height where I can reach the blanket and I quickly grab it and he lowers me. When he was lowering me I saw the veins in his bicep and I tried so hard not to turn around and start kissing him but thankfully I controlled myself.

When I was back on the floor I start laying out a makeshift bed on the floor and I grab one of the pillows from his bed and lay it on the floor. He asks me what I was doing and I said "I'm making a bed for me what else would I be doing?" We both laugh (even though we both knew we should have just shared the bed) and I continue to make my bed and he opens one of the duffel bags and it's filled with t-shirts and a few pairs of shoes. Once I finish making the bed I ask Jughead if he wanted anything to drink before bed and he said a water. So i tip toe into my dad's room to put my mom's slipper's on (he put all of her clothes and most of her shoes into storage when she died) and sneak out and run downstairs because if I didn't have slippers on or anything covering my feet they would probably freeze off. My dad's house gets FREEZING cold at night and if you don't have a blanket and or a robe at nights or in the morning you will freeze to death!!

I run back upstairs with the two bottles of freezing cold water and open the door to Jughead's bedroom. I quietly whisper scream "CATCH!" And Jughead quickly turns around and catches the freezing cold bottle. He sets it on his nightstand and thanks me. As I set the bottle of water on my nightstand I slide in between the two blankets I put on the floor. I grab my phone and check the weather for today and tomorrow and it reads
February 23rd
Thunderstorms, a low of 64 and a high of 72
February 24th
Thunderstorms, a low of 66 and a high of 74
I set my phone to the side and I sit up to see what Jughead was doing. He was on his phone I guess texting someone or something since he was writing a lot. I ask him if it's okay for me to turn the light off and he nods.

As I try and find my way back to the bed I trip over something and fall onto the floor. He turns his phone flashlight on and I walk to the bed and thank him. I look in the giant mirror across the room(it takes up the whole wall in front of me 😅) I see Jughead's dim light of his phone in the mirror. I hear thunder going off outside and I crawl up into a ball in fear (I have always been scared of thunder ever since I was a little girl). I'm assuming Jughead notices from the mirror and moves over to the side of the bed where I am and peeks over to see what was the matter. "Are you scared of the thunder?" Jughead asks in a calm soft voice. I respond with "I have always been scared of thunder ever since I was little. It has gotten worse over the years rather than getting better." I say with a little shakiness in my voice.

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