Helpline ((Jughead Jones)) 2

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Jughead POV

My dad had told me about Sunnyside Trailer Park. He told me of the perfectly executed riot night that Hiram had managed to pull off. But, as angry as I was, I just wanted to hear from one person. One person who I knew wouldn't be happy about what I had done.
"Where's Thia?" I asked him after I heard that the Serpents had fallen. He looked to the bed hidden behind a curtain. I leaned over and pulled it back, seeing that she was lay inside, red marks around her eyes.

I called out to her, waking her up. She sat up immediately and my dad went over and picked her up, putting her in my bed. As soon as she touched me, she wrapped her arms around me and cuddled into my chest.
"I love you Jug, so much." She whispered to her and I pulled her closer to me, playing with her hair as I replied to her.

After, we sat and spoke to each other. She told me about her physiotherapy appointments, and how she was getting her casts off and replaced for braces instead, and how her back brace was completely gone now. I told her about the Serpents as my dad hadn't told her yet.
"J, the Serpents just need a new purpose, a new leader. They can't die because each of those members will always be a Serpent. They just need to be rallied."

What Cynthia said was true, and that made me think. It made my mind spin with ideas and ways to get the Serpents back together. If we couldn't have the Wrym, we would still be the Serpents.

Cynthia POV

We, what was left of the Serpents, were getting bussed to Seaside High, a school 2 hours away, just because the school was overcrowded. That was how we found out that the Serpents were hanging around the Wrym, that the trailer park was lost, but not yet the Wrym.

Seeing the Serpents living at the Wrym, blankets crowding sofas, and the sound of food being made overpowering what used to be music, wasn't helping Jug. I held his hand, squeezing it as he held back his own tears at seeing the Serpents like like. Some still had cuts on their faces from the fight, some even had bandages on.
"A lot of Serpents couldn't afford to leave Riverdale." Sweet Pea explained. And off of this was under FP's nose. The leader that knew nothing of the state of his people.

One thing that everyone knew was that Hal Cooper had been the Black Hood. Betty, although I had seen her in the street once, had ran away as soon as she had seen me, and ignored every call and message I sent her. I didn't blame her for what her father had done to me. Archie had told me, after he and Veronica visited Betty, that she blamed herself and felt terrible that her dad had tried to kill one of her friends.

It was because of why he had done it that she didn't want to speak to me. He had told her that he wanted me dead because I outshone Betty at school. When we played when we were children, I took Jughead and Archie away from her, stole all the attention and left her with nothing. Hal told Betty that he hated me, that I was worse than Cheryl and I needed my punishment so finally everyone could see how pathetic the 'perfect' girl really was. And now, Betty felt terrible about it.

I called her from Jughead's phone, knowing she would answer.
"Hey Jug." She greeted. I could tell she was exhausted from everything, but in true Betty Cooper style, she was putting on a brave face.
"Betty it's Thia."
"I can't talk right now," She began, but I cut her off, not letting her hang up. If she hung up, I knew I would have to wait much longer to try and speak to her. Betty had done nothing wrong.
"Betty, I may hate your dad for what I had to watch him do to Midge, and for what he did to me. But I could never hate you. You stopped him Betty, you worked it out before he could finish the job. I wanted to say thank you." I told her, rushing every word as if she would end the call any second. Even though I couldn't see her, I felt her begin to cry on the other end of the line. It was like her overwhelming emotions were being channelled down to me.
"I hate him too." She said in a broken voice. Then, as if she had already said too much to another person, she ended the call. Now, however, I felt like she knew that I still loved her as much as I did before.