Serpent Wolves (Sequel to The Serpent wolf)

1.

"C'mon, Logan. You need to get up." Jug yells, banging on my bedroom door.

"3 words: Fuck off Jughead." I groan.

"That's 5 words!" He argues.

After everything happened, Scott and the pack leaving me, me joining the serpents, Jughead joining the wolf pack of two, my mental health took a bit of a dip which hasn't made me a very good leader. I only really get out of bed to help Jug train as a wolf, which is just pretending I'm okay for a few hours. It used to get Jug's hopes up that I would start being myself again until he realised it was an act for his benefit. Jughead did help me out though. He moved into the flat my parents had brought in the southside with me indefinitely until him and Betty are ready to move in together pretty much. Also, so he can baby sit me, I appreciate him worrying about me though. Betty's around a lot too which is nice, not so nice for her seeing as I refuse to leave my room, I've barely spoken to anyone but Jughead in weeks.

"I'm coming in." Jughead says.

"No! Go away!" I yell.

Jughead barges into my room, he's obviously been up a while. Beanie in tow, he wears jeans and a t-shirt with a large S on it. As he opens my door, sunlight seeps into my room, it must be sometime in the day, I barely have a grasp on time or what day it is anymore.

"I could've been naked." I argue.

"Okay 1. You don't move or change clothes enough to be naked. 2. You hate sleeping naked when you're alone. 3. It's literally nothing I haven't seen before and 4. I don't care if your butt ass naked or superglued to your bedsheets, you're getting up." Jughead says, very 'matter of fact-ly'

"Why do I need to get up? It's not like I'll be doing much while you're at school..." I say, covering myself with my blanket, Jug sighs and sits down on the bed.

"I know things have been rough since Scott and Stiles and the others left, I can literally smell it on you. But you need to start getting out of bed. I'm worried about you." Jughead says.

I feel a pang of guilt, he's been trying so hard to help me and I've given him nothing.

"I know Jug, I'm sorry." I sigh.

"I know you can't help it Logan, but I miss the you that forced me on runs, and came to pops with Betty and I, and turned up to serpent meetings. I miss my best friend being herself." Jug sighs, I sit up.

"I'm sorry, Jughead." I say, touching his hand.

"Stiles called me yesterday." Jug tells me, squeezing my hand.

"He did?" I ask.

"You've been dodging his calls." Jug accuses me.

"I've been busy." I lie.

"You know we live in the same house, right?" Jug says, rolling his eyes.

"Fine, I've been dodging his calls." I sigh.

"Why?" Jug asks me.

"I just... I'm hurt. I miss Stiles and it's nice to hear his voice, but it also makes me really fucking sad. Plus, the last time I spoke to Stiles he let it slip that Malia and Scott are back together. So, I guess I wasn't that important to Scott after all." I say.

"Scott's an asshole." Jughead grumbles.

"No, he's not." I sigh.

"No, he's not. I don't think that's what it was with Scott. I think we all have a person and I don't think Scott was your person, and I don't think you were his. I'm sure he cares." Jug says.