one-shots || bughead + sprousehart

"I want money. and that princess of yours." - bughead

J U G H E A D

I felt myself getting grabbed by two strong men from the side. I tried to wrestle back but they had stronger her forces.

"What the hêll!?" I screamed before they pushed me up against a wall.

"You're a fucked up serpent, dating that northside princess am I right?" He gritted, holding me aggressively against the wall, the other one standing behind him.

Angrily I tried to push him away. "Yeah." I gritted through my teeth.

He slammed my head against the cold metal of the wall. Blood dripped from the side of my head.

"What do you want!?" I angrily shouted, trying to fight back.

"I want money. And that princess of yours." Before I could punch him for pulling Betty into this, he punched me in the face several times.

I fell to the floor, dizzy and full of blood. Then I blacked out.

—

I opened my eyes and felt my brain pounding against my skull. The cuts and bruises on my face hurt like a bitch, but that was the least I cared about right now.

I was tied up to a chair, tape around my waist and ropes around my feet and arms.

"Jug-head Jones." I heard a deep, evil voice speak up. Familiar enough for me to identify, Chuck Clayton.

I let out an angry growl. He came and stood in front of me. "You are going to stay here and wait. I'm going to get my money from Betty." He smirked through his words.

The moment he mentioned Betty's name I growled again and tried to pull myself loose, useless.

"Don't you dare fúcking touch her." I breathed out furiously. All I wanted to do right now is punch him  in his face.

"Oh I will, and I promise you, you'll get to see every detail." He smirked before placing a laptop in front of my eyes, showing me an empty hotel room.

"Betty and I are going to have a little date tonight." He said, kneeling down next to my tied up body. I tried to wrestle myself loose again, but still no use.

My angry breathing got heavier and I felt adrenaline fill my body.

"Betty would never do that." I shouted, trying to kick him with the chair.

"I told her it would break you out, and after showing a picture of you unconscious with blood all over your face, she gave in." I felt the deep urge to just scream out every piece of vocals I had inside of me before punching the crap out of him.

But I was stuck to this damn chair and I was way too weak to even win from him. He punched me a few more times before walking away.

"I hope you enjoy the show." He chuckled and slammed the door closed behind it.

I inhaled and exhaled aggressively, looking at the now still empty hotel room on the screen in front of me.

Oh, how that's definitely not gonna happen.

Minutes I stared there, at the empty screen.

Until all of the sudden, Chuck's figure came into the room. The anger grew up in me again and I tried to wrestle myself loose from the way too tight ropes.

The bruises and cuts on my face hurt like hell. Blood was spread all over my face.

Seconds later Betty walked in the room, an indignant look on her pretty face.

My fist clenched and my blood started boiling.

She sat down next to him, him handing her a drink which she politely took. My lips pressed against each other from anger.

They were talking but I couldn't hear them. I saw how Chuck stood up and offered her his hand.

She hesitated but took it, as he started dancing with her. Too close.

Everything inside of me just erupted. I slammed the side of the chair against the table with the computer on it.

With a few strong, aggressive pulls, I finally managed to rip myself loose.

I fell onto the ground, opening the cuts in my face. I felt how the blood dripped down my face. I couldn't care less.

I slammed the laptop away from the table before running out of the building as quick as I could. On my highest speed I ran to the five seasons, not stopping to catch my breath.

I ran and ran and ran, until I found it. I jumped up the stairs and found the right room. I heard sounds coming from inside.

The door was locked. I slammed on the door and punched it with my fist, causing it to bleed.

I started kicking and slamming more aggressively, as I finally knocked the door down. There I saw Chuck forcefully trying to get under Betty's skirt.

I ran up to them and pulled him off her. He was definetely shocked when he saw me above him. I punched him until he dropped unconscious on the ground.

I then immediately ran to Betty, taking her body in my arms. She gladly snuggled into my chest.

As we released I pressed my lips on hers cravingly. "Betts.." I moaned between the lingering kisses.

"I'm sorry Juggy, I only did it to get you free." She guiltily admitted, a prowl on her pinkish lips.

I nodded understandingly. "I know." I replied softly. She pressed her prowling lips on mine before she cuddled deep into my chest.

"Never let me go, please." She begged with her tiny voice. I nodded, holding her body.

"Never."

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