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Veronicas P.O.V

I carefully wrapped the stick in a piece of toilet paper, and slid the gross thing into my pocket. I washed my hands and walked out the door slowly. She's prego?

As I turned the corner a smirking  jughead met me there. "What were you doing little girl?" He asked softly. "I was using the bathroom," I said defensively. "Then what's that in your pocket?" He asked raising an eyebrow. "Nothing," I said quickly. "Well, let me see it," he said kind of laughing. "No," I said fast. He eyed me and stepped closer. A wave of fear came over me but I pushed it aside. He spun me around and snatched the stick out of my pocket. With a gasp he looked at it and starting carefully unwrapping it. I grabbed my purse and practically ran out the door. I no longer have the fear of him killing me because of this, because he knows I'll obey. I ran as fast as I could out of his sight at least.

Jughead's P.O.V

She ran out the door when I took it from her and she saw me unwrapping it from the toilet paper. I eyed her suspiciously, but proceeded. As I took off the toilet paper, I saw what lay beneath it. Oh my god. A pregnancy test? The last time I saw one of these was when I found out my mom was pregnant with jellybean. My mouth gaped at the thought. I shouldn't feel this way, why do I feel this way. Why am I so upset with Veronica? Now I was angry. How could she get pregnant? And with who? Who was the father? Who? Why? Why do I even care? A million thoughts rushed to me all at once, and I started to get dizzy. Who? That was the question that raged through my mind. Who's baby was it? If she was to get.... pregnant, who would she....

Archie? Reggie? Chuck? Sweet Pea? Fangs? There's a lot of guys, and I questioned every one, even Kevin. Now she was going to try and get away, and start a family with her hookup, but then it'll turn into a real relationship for the baby, and then he'll propose and they'll get married and I'll be sitting in the back with my pocketknife and then she'll make me cut the cake, and then they will move into a big bright house on the country side far away from Riverdale, get 2 golden retrievers, and their little baby girl will be running around the backyard, and Veronica will be sipping margaritas while I'm still stuck here defending the south side. She shouldn't be with whoever the father is. She shouldn't. She just.... shouldn't. Well then who should she be with? I'm not sure, probably someone unexpected. Smart, yet charming. Proud, yet not too cocky.
And someone to always protect her, and shield her form the evil in this world. Some who will always put her before him. Someone who would die for her.

Someone....

Someone like me.

Veronicas P.O.V

I got to school and rushed to find Betty. There was no time to waste, so I just shouted her name. "Elizabeth Cooper!" I yelled angered. I saw her head but and her blonde ponytail swung across her back. I rushed over to her. She was standing by Archie and they were chatting. "Betty, we need to talk," I said now mad. "Sure V," she smiled she nodded to Archie to move, but he didn't. "Hey Ron why weren't you here yesterday?" He asked me. "Move Ed Sheeran!" I yelled pushing him aside and pulling Betty to the bathroom to talk. "Betty!" I yelled at her. "Yes," she asked nervously. "Your pregnant?" I yelled. She shushed me and I looked around the bathroom. "Your pregnant?" I said softer. She nodded and her eyes filled with tears. "I'm sorry," she said now sobbing. Feeling bad, I pulled her in and hugged her. "Betty it's okay," I said stroking her ponytail. "I just need to know something," I said pulling her back and looking in her green eyes. "Who's is it?" I asked holding her by her shoulders. She continued crying and I slid my hands down to hers and held them. "Betty," I said squeezing her palms. "I-I," She stuttered as more tears poured out.

"I don't know."

I immediately felt her pain and pulled her into another tight hug. "Betty, it's okay, I'm here for you," I said as a tear or two might've slipped out. But don't tell anyone that, especially not jughead. "Thank you V," she said pulling away as well and wiping her tears. "Please don't tell anyone," she whispered trying to stop crying. "I won't, I won't, but please find out who's the father, and please tell them," I said practically begging her. She nodded and we hugged one more time before she pulled herself together. "I should get going," she said pointing towards the door. I nodded and smiled at her. She left and I leaned against the wall and sighed. Suddenly, a door opened, but not the front bathroom door, but a stall door. I turned to see someone walk out of it with a giant smile on their face. "The teacup is overflowing," she smiled raising an eyebrow. Anger flooded over me and one word escaped my mouth,

"Cheryl."

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I huffed and puffed at the thought that Cheryl had been listening in the whole time. "Cheryl, you can't tell anybody," I said quickly and out of breath. "And why not?" She said smirking and crossing her arms. "Because! It would ruin her life!" I said gripping her shoulders. She threw my hands off of her and scoffed in disgust. "Believe it or not, I don't care. Yes she's my cousin, but she's hurt me so many times. And so have you," she said sassily. I rolled my eyes and sniffled a little. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't let her tell anyone. I just couldn't. I've gotten too close to Betty for that. We had drifted apart, but we're back together now. And even though she hurt me, I don't want her to hurt that much. "Please Cheryl," I said pathetically. She rolled her eyes at how gullible I was. "I have to give my daily dose of drama, and this would hold me off for a good while," she said grinning. "Fine," I said as she turned away, but I caught her arm and pulled her back. "Tell them it's me." She looked back at me as if I was crazy. Which I kinda was. "What?" She asked confused. "Tell them I'm the one who's pregnant." I said as tears formed. "What? Veronica that's-"

"Crazy? Yes I know, but I can't let Betty get hurt by this. It's too huge. And whatever people say about me, I won't get hurt because I know it's not real. I'll know I'm not really pregnant." I said putting the pieces together for her. She dropped her jaw in disbelief. "Wow. You're a good friend. I take that back, the best friend." She said almost proudly. I smirked and a tear rolled down my cheek. "No worries Ronnie, I got you," she said wiping my check and walking out the door with a flip of her hair. I was confused but sighed once more. I had no idea what that meant. I checked the stalls a couple more times to make sure no other gossip bitches were there to interfere. When I saw the coast was clear, I went into a stall and fell to the ground. I cried. I cried my eyes out. Was the baby Archie's? Jughead's? Was there a third guy? As the tears fell down my cheeks, I wondered how I would play this off. It's Cheryl for God's sakes, and if she doesn't tell now, it'll get out eventually. I will protect Betty from this right now. I will. What will Archie say? What'll Jughead say? What will happen to me? Then, the bathroom door opened with gasps and shocked conversations. I tried to stop my crying, and I don't think I had succeeded. But then I heard what they said. "I can't believe Veronica is pregnant." One girl said. I rolled my eyes and wanted to cry more. Wow, Cheryl is a real woman to her word. "She's such a slut. I wonder who the dad is," the other girl said. I listened closer as to who they were going to assume it was. I guessed Archie, but another girl came in. "Did you find out who's the dad?" One girl asked. The girl that had just answered panted as if out of breath and i listened from my stall at what she was going to say. But I did not expect this. This left me dead.

"Jughead Jones."