"Don't let go"

23- funerals and toledo

Jugheads Point Of View-

It was my funeral today, I've been staying in my moms basement and she's headed to Riverdale for my funeral, looks more believable that way doesn't it.

I've got jelly bean to add Betty on social media and she's been sending her Snapchat's, just so I can see her face. She looks like she hasn't stopped crying for a week. I ached to run back to her but I couldn't and that broke my heart.

I've been texting my dad and according to him this may take some time. I never thought I would say this but I missed Riverdale. I miss going to school, hanging at the bar, I even miss Cheryl blossom and Veronica lodge.

Betty's Point Of View-

I rang Jugheads phone, I liked hearing his voice mail.

Hey this is Jughead, if I missed your call I probably watched my phone ring, leave a message I probably won't call you back though.

Then there was a giggle as the line went dead. His chuckle that made every bone in my body ache and feel like my heart was being grabbed and ripped right through my chest.

I wore a black dress, listened to his favourite song on repeat under my helmet as I rode his motorcycle to the graveyard. I played with the E key ring on his keys as I listened to everyone say good bye to him.

Then it was my turn, introduced as his "special friend".

I don't have much to say, but I will say this. My Juggie was probably the last good person in Riverdale. No words can describe how much he will be missed by everyone, he was loyal to his family, the family that weren't blood related but stuck by his side no matter what, and he stood by them, Jughead will always and forever be in all of our hearts, especially mine. He would be so happy to see you all here today, his family. I love him so much, and I just wish I got the chance to tell him that. So Jughead, if your sat on a cloud, probably arguing with my mom up there, or sharing a cigarette with god, just know that I, and everyone else here today loves you. You were a legend Jones, and will be part of Riverdales history forever, I will make sure of it.

Everyone was crying and FP hugged me for what felt like hours as the casket got lowered into the ground.

"You won't leave me as well will you" I whispered up at him.

"Never" he said kissing my head.

The rest of the day was a blur, the one thing I wanted most was to go to bed, surrounded by the scent of Jughead, instead I ended up sitting in the small tree house behind the twilight drive in.

There was still candles discarded on the floor and as he sun went down I watched the sky, swigging out of his hip flask and counting the stars. That's how much this hurt. More than every single star in the sky.

I dialled his phone again and sure enough , straight to voice mail.

Hey this is Jughead, if I missed your call I probably watched my phone ring, leave a message, I probably won't call you back though.

The chuckle.

"You'll never hear this Jughead, but I'm sat in your tree house, drinking your whiskey and pretending like this is all a dream. I love you so much. And it hurts so much that your gone and I wish I would of told you all of this when you were alive, I wish we had more time. You'll never be replaced. And now I'm the crazy drunk speaking to an answer machine, oh my god I miss you so much it's making me crazy" I cried, I could barely choke those words out but I did and I sent it.

I don't know why, he would never hear it, but I did nom the less.

Jugheads Point Of View-

I got her message. I was sat lifting weights in the basement because I had nothing better to do when my phone began to ring. I watched it ring and nearly answered it because I thought it was going to be my dad but I didn't.

I watched it ring. The caller ID said "G-word" and there was a picture of Betty behind it on the screen. Me and her sat on the couch, my dad took it. It was the second day she ever came to stay with us and she had a blanket draped around her and she was laughing at something I was saying and I was just staring at her all Googly eyed. I think I might of loved her even back then.

Then the notification came through that I had a voice mail from her.

I sat down on the little sofa bed to listen to it. Preparing myself for whatever it was going to say.

"You'll never hear this Jughead..." it started.
"...but I'm sat in your treehouse, drinking your whiskey and pretending this is all a dream. I love you so much" and I choked. She actually loves me!

"I wish I would of told you all of this when you were alive, I wish we had more time" at this point I was full on crying, every image of Betty running through my head.

"You'll never be replaced, and now I'm the crazy drunk speaking to an answer machine, oh god I miss you so much it's making me go crazy" she cried.

I sat up straight and banged my head against the wall, holding the sides of my face and and holding back the tears from falling over the edges of my eyes.

I miss her too. More than anything in this world.

I dialled my dads number and he answered straight away.

"You need to get this done, Betty called me" I said.

"Did you answer it?" He replied shocked.

"No, she left me a message, she's in bits, also she's drunk in the tree house go and get her before she does something stupid" I demanded.

"It's going to take some time Jughead" he sighed.

"You need help, ask the senior serpents, they'll get it done quicker, and look after my baby please, she's not doing too good" I said choking back a tear.

"I'm on my way to her now, I'll get this done" and then the line went dead.