It's been two years since my accident Jughead and I somehow created a stronger relationship and were inseparable. I was accepted into NYU, and moved to New York with Jughead. We enjoyed our lives together.
I lived in an apartment off campus with him. I know we're moving fast, but with what we've been through together, I think it's pretty slow.
"Jughead, no more burgers for breakfast!" I yelled from the living room, looking for my phone rushed.
"Betts, I miss Riverdale. Burger's is my only coping method." He said, once again with a mouthful of food.
"What about me?" I gasped, sarcastically.
"Jug, you better hurry up or you're gonna be late for work!" I grabbed the burger from him and put it away.
"Hey!" He said.
I gave him the look and he went to our room to get dressed.
Jughead pursued his secret dream of being an author, while I was still working on creating my autobiography. Jughead and I lived happily for a long time. We never fought, or at least we rarely did.
Even though we didn't get to live the life as a real teenager, our life together was amazing.
& that is the end of my story.
*I enjoyed this so much. I might make a part two butttttttt idk. Anyway, please leave your thoughts below because I would really appreciate it! This is my second story on wattpad, many more to come:)*
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Mystery / ThrillerA serpent twenty year old and a sixteen year old, innocent, North Sider... What could go wrong?
