Riverdale Betty x Jughead

What are the options?

Betty ended the call and looked up at Jughead. "Where the car once was...what car!?" Jughead looked at Betty as he tried to think of what Chic could have ment.. "The girls car that we left at the swamp? Miss Grundy's car that was left next to the shooting sight of Jason blossom?"

Betty's eyes watered. She couldn't bare the fact that her friends are captured by the boy who pretended to be one of her family.  "Ok.. lets start with.... the car that we left at the swamp.. we can go to check on miss Grundy's car after.."

Jughead nodded. "But we are going to waste time if we get there on foot. Lucky for us I parked my motor cycle in Archies garage. Lets go." Jughead smirked and walked into the garage with Betty. And there it was, Jugheads bike. Both of them got on the bike and drove off into the swamp.

When they had finally gotten to the final destination they couldn't see anyone. Betty looked around in fear, hoping to find her friends. But no one was there. "..We came here for nothing..come on Jug." Betty pulled on Jugs arm but he wouldn't budge. Jughead looked at something across from that brown lake that just smelled like death.

"Betty is that...a hut?" Betty looked closer  and Jug was right. There was a hut on the other end of the lake. Betty's eyes sparkled with delight. "Yes! It is! Come on we have to go see if they are in there." Betty and Jughead ran up to the hut and tried to look for a way in. The two split up on each end of the hut.

Betty went on the left, Jughead on the right. Once Betty turned to the left she saw something she wish she hadn't. It was Chic, holding a cloth which she could only assume could make her pass out if she sniffed it. Chic ran up to Betty and stuffed the cloth in her face. And as suspected, Betty had passed out into Chic's arms. Chic tied Betty up  and took her into the small hut which looked like it can only fit five people before anyone got cramped up.

Chic put Betty on a chair next to Veronica and Archie, who seemed to have no scratches or any marks on them at all. Chic smirked and sat down behind all of them in the shadows and waited for Betty to wake up. Or for Jughead to burst through that door like a lion coming to attack it's prey.

Archie and Veronica shouted and shouted all in hopes to wake Betty up. But nothing haild worked. The only hope was Jughead. Veronica and Archie looked at each other in fear. The only thing they could do was wait. And that's what they did. They waited.