Limbo | Bughead

~4~

After a restless night of tossing and turning in guilt and thinking of how she could break the news, Betty got up at the ring of her alarm, stepping out of her bed and into a room of sunshine and pastels-- far from what this past summer had made of her.

"Elizabeth? Are you decent?" asked Alice Cooper through the door, accompanied by two knocks.

"Come in, Mom," Betty replied, messing around with her hair.

"Your dress came in-- the blue one," Alice said, setting the baby blue dress, wrapped in plastic from the dry cleaners, on Betty's bed. "Betty, is something wrong? You seem...down."

"I just...have a lot on my mind," Betty replied, punctuating with a smile that could fool the world. Well, if the world didn't include Jughead Jones.

"I'll take your word for it," Alice sighed. "You know, I can't force you to talk to me, but if there's ever something bothering you, you can always come talk to me."

"I know, Mom. Thank you," Betty replied, hugging her mom.

"Of course, Elizabeth. Okay, well, you best get ready for your second day. I'll leave you to it," Alice said before placing a kiss on Betty's forehead and making her way out.

Once the door had closed, Betty sighed and took off her nightgown, dreading the walk to school alongside her 'boyfriend.'

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"Cooper," Jughead chuckled from inside the janitor's closet as Betty closed the door behind her. "We have got to stop meeting like this," he joked, smiling down at her.

Betty reached up in an attempt to kiss Jughead, but he backed up, saying, "Stick to the deal and maybe I'll consider kissing you," and smirking.

Betty pouted her lip and pretended to be a hissy fit before Jughead lightly grab her chin, saying, "Tantrums aren't rewarded, darling," with that damn smirk across his lips.

"Hmm," Betty giggled with closed lips, now smiling. "I like the rewards you give me," she played with a bit lip.

"After the deed is done, you very well may get one," Jughead replied, voice low.

The two stood there and stared at each other, tension growing before Jughead broke it, saying, "Fuck it," and capturing Betty and a kiss; a messy, lustful, beautiful kiss.

A hand on her neck was there to keep his lips from going there and leaving hickeys-- a sure way to get caught.

The sound of the bell ringing broke them apart before anything further could happen as Betty stumbled back into the door, hand on the knob, saying, "We're definitely going to Hell for this."

"Well, at least we'll be there together, Cooper," Jughead smirked. He walked over to the door, putting a hand on it and standing in front of Betty, the words he spoke leaving her distracted for the rest of the school day.

"The sooner you tell Archie, the better. I'm just dying to make you moan my name over and over again."

And with one last kiss, one last taste, the two were walking out of the closet and getting separated in the herd of students

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That night, Betty laid underneath her covers, out of breath with her heart racing after the stimulation she had just given to herself.

She pulled the covers off of herself and tiredly walked into her bathroom to wash her hands, catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror, seeing all the hickeys on her stomach and hips.

Jughead was smart to hide them. If they were anywhere near her neck, she'd be caught without any effort.

"What have you gotten yourself into, girl?" She asked herself aloud.

Despite all the guilt and infidelity, this past summer just may have been Betty's favorite. And the memories of it gently cradled her to sleep.