Tangled Between // Jughead and Archie x Reader

Chapter 8

"Y/n! Are you okay?" Archie yelled after the second he took to study me.

"Um, kind of," I replied, flashing a weak smile.

"But how are you?" I asked, changing the subject from me.

"A little in shock. I still can't believe what happened. But that doesn't matter now. What matters is you," Archie replied, looking into my eyes.

"What did happen, though?" I asked.

"Like I said, doesn't matter. But... it was bad. And now I don't think that many people will trust Riverdale." Archie replied.

"What? But... no! Archie, what if my mom is one of those people who doesn't trust Riverdale now? I can't move houses again!" I yelled, seriously freaking out.

"Your mom is here, actually, if you'd like to talk to her." Archie told me. I was about to tell him yes, bring her in. But that would mean he would have to leave, too.

"Don't go!" I yelled as Archie turned to leave. He whipped back around.

"I need you here, with me." I said.

"I can stay, but I'm only doing this for you!" Archie said, walking back in the room.

"Here, you can come sit on my bed." I said, and waited for him to slowly make his way over.

"Are you sure you want me here? You and Jughead looked-"

"Archie, I don't love Jughead!" I yelled. But at that moment, a different nurse had wheeled Jug into the room. A hurt expression immediately took form of his face.

"Wow. Good to know that I don't matter to you as much as I thought I did." Jughead mumbled, keeping his eyes away from mine.

"Jug, at least you're better than Archie has been. I just... didn't know if I was ready for love." I replied. Archie glared at me, and Jug laughed.

"So you like me better?" He asked with a smirk on his face.

"No, she obviously likes me better, Jughead." Archie scoffed.

"She said I'm better herself!" Jug replied angrily.

"Uh, in actions, yeah. But for love, I'll bet I'm better!" Archie yelled back.

"No way, you're an even worse Boyfriend. Take Veronica for example!" Jughead yelled.

"Guys, guys guys! I don't like either of you better! Whoever gets a girl first is the one I don't choose. And don't try not to fall in love for me. There are so many girls that are way better!" I yelled.

"But-"

Then the door opened once again, and my mom's stern face filled the doorway.

"We're moving!"