Dark Bonds With Dark

A Shoulder To Cry on

Veronica

Hours later I found myself sitting alone in a booth at Pop's when I heard the little bell by the door ring aloud. I immediately recognised who it was.

"Hey Pop?" The shy, raven-haired boy called.

Jughead Jones.

From the corner of my eye I saw him turn around and gaze at me. It was like he was half asleep-he didn't realise who it was.

"Veronica?" He called, walking over to me cautiously.

"Hey Jughead!" I said. Forcing myself to put on a brave face, despite this, I feared he could see right through me.

"Are you okay?" He asked frowning slightly as he sat down across from me.

"I'm great!" I lied.

"Really?" He asked in shock, "so you mean to tell me that you just found out that your boyfriend cheated on your with your best friend and you completely okay?!"

"Of course! ...Wait? How did you know?" 

"I kinda just put two and two together." He admitted almost sounding guilty. "How are you dealing with it?"

"Not so good." I sighed. "Archie came to talk to me to day...h-he said, he said that he loved Betty." I gulped not wanting to look at Jughead's reaction. But he didn't seem surprised.

"Ronnie, I'm so sorry." He said placing his hand on mine. 

All of a sudden there was a feeling inside me that I couldn't explain. Like something I didn't know was there suddenly came to life. What was going on?

Jughead

"Ronnie, I'm so sorry." I said. And without thinking I placed my hands on hers. There it was. That feeling. I don't understand.

Wait?

Do I like Veronica?

I can't, can I? 

"Uh. I-I have to go." I stammered and ran out of Pop's before I did something embarrassing.

Why had it just occurred to me now? Or did I know all along but was just hiding it?

All these questions and more were fizzing in my brain like a can of soda just waiting to explode.

"Jughead wait up, man!" Yelled a boy I did not want to see at this moment of time.

"H-hey Archie." I said looking down at the floor and biting my lip.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Go ahead."

"Well. I was ju-"

"Is this about Betty?" I gasped before he could finish whatever he was going to say.

"No," he answered, looking at me awkwardly. "It's about Veronica.'

"Oh." I gulped. Veronica, other than Betty, was the last person I would want to be talking about. 

"Has she she said anything about me?" He asked. I spotted a hopeful glint in his eye.

"She's in there okay. So why don't you just go ask her yourself?" I said somewhat defensively.

I walked of just as harassed as before.

*Author's Notes*

Sorry this is so short I just wanted to update. I know it's been a while but school has just started and stuff is going on right now, sorry. I don't whether to continue this story or not. I have posted the first part of another story I'm working on. So comment if you want me to do both or drop this one. Please remember to vote. Thanks everyone for you continued support! xxx