Jellybean Jones

Chapter 15: Feisty

Jellybean POV
The day seemed to go by in an odd manner. Parts of it seemed to fly by and the other parts? Well, they seemed to drag on and on. I didn't enjoy it. I spent most of the day with Jughead, just talking. He seemed to have already accepted the divorce. I however, was still rather opposed. "It's getting late." Jughead said at nine o'clock.

I knew he just meant he wanted some time alone, I did too. "Will Dad be home soon?" I asked sleepily. He nodded. "I'm going to bed now." He told me. "Me too." I agreed standing up. He pulled me into a hug. "Will you be alright?" He asked in a quiet, soothing voice. "I'll be fine." I told him and with that, he let me go. Jughead and I went to our rooms.

I shut the door and sat down on the floor. I was feeling rather warm and the coolness of the floor felt wonderful. I'm not sure how long I stayed like that, but eventually, Dad got home. I heard him talking to Jughead, probably about Ryan. I tried not to think about him. I suddenly felt freezing cold. Hurriedly, I climbed up onto my bed and under the covers.

After a while, there was a faint knock on the door. It was Dad. "Come in!" I called. "Hey Jellybean." He said sitting on the edge of my bed. "Your brother told me about- about that boy. He thought you might not want to talk about him again." I nodded and sat up, pulling the blanket with me. We sat there for a few minutes. "Is it done?" I asked quickly.

Dad nodded. "The divorce is finalized." I blinked back tears, knowing that this was probably much harder for my Dad than it was for me. He put his hand on my forehead. "Are you feeling alright?" He asked concernedly. "Yeah." I answered confusedly. I felt just fine. "It's pretty late lovey, you should try and get some sleep, you have school tomorrow." His voice was calm.

"Okay, goodnight Dad." I said, I was already drifting off to sleep. "Goodnight Jellybean." He said and left the room. I fell asleep very quickly, but woke at 1:00am. I sat up and kicked my blanket off, it was much too hot. I tossed and turned, but I couldn't find a comfortable position. Sighing, I sat up. I tiredly rubbed my eyes and tied to fall back asleep. I couldn't. I just wanted it to be morning.

Jughead POV
I had asked Dad if I could go to Betty's that morning and go home with her after school. He told me I could. I knew he wanted some alone time with Jellybean and I wanted to see Betty again. I woke up early. I was still upset, but I knew I had taken this easier than Jellybean. Early the next morning, before my sister got up, I headed to Betty's.

The morning air was brisk, but also refreshing. I got to the Cooper's quickly. I knocked on the door and Betty answered. She had already told me she was home alone today. "Hi Jug!" She said, opening the door. "Hey Betts!" I walked in the house. "How are you doing?" I asked absentmindedly. "Pretty good, I guess." She paused.

"You missed yesterday, is everything alright?" She questioned. I smiled. "Not really, to be honest. My parents got divorced." I looked down. "Oh Juggy." Betty breathed. She wrapped her arms around me. "I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry." She knew apologizing wouldn't make a difference, but she did it anyways. We kept hugging. It felt nice to just stand there, knowing that Betty cared about what I was going through, she understood. "Hey Betty?" I said randomly. She looked me in the eyes. "I love you." I told her. She kissed me. "I love you too." And for a second, everything was okay.

Jellybean POV
I hadn't fallen back to sleep for an hour, but when it was finally morning, I realized I had overslept. I got up and got dressed quickly. Once again, I was freezing cold. I ran frantically around the house and packed my bag. I skipped breakfast as I wasn't hungry. Dad was still in bed and Jughead left a note saying he was at Betty's. I raced out the door and practically ran to school.

Seth wasn't here today, but luckily Rosie was. "You good?" She asked when she saw me. I had started to feel a little feverish. "I overslept and I may or may not be sick. I'll see how I feel at lunch." She nodded. "Oh by the way, Seth wanted me to tell you that he's at a Track Meet today." She added. "Kay thanks." I responded, I was glad to know where he was.

The warning bell went off right as we got to our homerooms, but I would have to deal with Jackson without Seth. "Hey Jones." He called. "Why'd you miss yesterday, were you scared of me?" His voice sounded too much like Ryan's for me to handle. "I am not in the mood today Jackson so do us all a favour and shut the hell up." I snapped. "Feisty." He muttered and turned away.

I was continuing to feel worse and worse. By Math, the block before Lunch, I went to the nurse's office. She took my temperature. "101.8." Mrs. Welsh, the nurse, read. "You go grab your things and come phone your Dad." I nodded and went to my locker. I grabbed my bag and came back. I dialled the home number. It was almost noon, so I knew Dad would be up.

"Hello?" He asked after picking up. "Dad, it's me. Could you come pick me up? I'm not well." I explained. "Of course, I'll see you in a few minutes." He hung up. When he got here, Mrs. Welsh told him about the fever. He wrapped his arm around me and helped me walk to the car. "I thought you looked a little bit sick last night." He remarked as he started the car.

We got home quickly. My mind was started to go fuzzy. I could barely keep my balance walking into the house. "You're not well baby girl." Dad said pushing my now damp hair away from my face. I was sweating from my temperature. Noticing my immense discomfort, he picked me up and carried me to my room. "You've always seemed to get sick when you're dealing with sad stuff, haven't you?" He asked, lying me down. I nodded and fell asleep immediately.

Jughead POV
The school day went by fairly quickly for once. It was all good until a slight run in with Reggie, but all he had done was told me I should take a lesson or two from Betty about punching since she punched Chuck so hard. I had dealt with him by firstly telling him to go to hell then saying to back off. For once in his life, he'd listened to me.

Right now, I was walking hand in hand with Betty back to her house. "Are you doing okay with this whole divorce?" She asked hesitantly. "I'm doing fine, but Jellybean's struggling with it." She nodded. "Jug if you ever need anyone to talk to about anything really, I just want you to know I'm here." She said sweetly. "Thanks Betts, I'm so glad I have you." I told her. "I'm so glad I have you." She said and smiled at me. Her smile was beautiful and made everything seem okay.