jealous - a jeronica fanfic

Chapter Sixteen

(The song above is the one Veronica is singing, I recommend listening to it as you read )

The crowd hushes as the music begins to play through the speakers all around the venue, and I see Jughead still in shock at my confession, in front of everyone. I see Betty is shocked too, but as soon as she notices me looking at her she gives me a brutal glare.

I take a deep breath, and begin singing, keeping eye contact with Jughead, "I'm jealous of the rain, that falls upon your skin. It's closer than my hands have been, I'm jealous of the rain."

I clasp my hands around the microphone, one on the holder and one on the mic, "I'm jealous of the wind, that ripples through your clothes. It's closer than your shadow, oh I'm jealous of the wind."

I see Betty start whispering angrily to Jughead but he puts his finger on her lips to shush her, and she recoils in surprise. He takes a slow step forward, his eyes still locked with mine.

I close my eyes, putting myself into the song, hoping Jughead hears my thoughts through the lyrics.

"Cause I wished you the best of all this world could give. And I told you when you left me there's nothing to forgive. But I always thought you'd come back, tell me all you found was... heartbreak and misery," I glance at Betty and then back to Jughead, and he nods sorrowfully, glancing at the ground quickly, looking back when he hears my voice.

"It's hard for me to say- I'm jealous of the way you're happy without me," my voice rings through the venue, everyone's eyes on me, and my eyes on Jughead.

"I'm jealous of the nights," I sing, taking the microphone of of the holder. "That I don't spend with you. I'm wondering who you lay next to, oh I'm jealous of the nights."

Jughead keeps walking slowly to the front of the crowd, moving his way through the sea of people as if he's in a trance. He never takes his eyes off me.

"I'm jealous of the love. Love that was in here," I sing, placing a hand over my heart. "Gone for someone else to share, oh I'm jealous of the love."

I look back at Betty, and she looks pissed, and I can't help but smile. I look back at Jughead who's staring at me with wonder, and I feel my heart flutter.

"Cause I wished you the best of all this world could give. And I told you when you left me, there's nothing to forgive. But I always thought you'd come back, tell me all you found was.. heartbreak and misery. It's hard for me to say, but I'm jealous of the way, you're happy without me," I finish the chorus again, beginning to walk forward from the middle of the stage where the microphone holder stays.

Jughead's eyes are still fixated on me, and now he's moved almost to the front of the crowd. The rest of our classmates part easily, not willing to fight during my performance.

"As I sink in the sand, watch you slip through my hands," I close my eyes in an attempt to hide my emotions, as I remember Jughead and I's time together. Our first time together, him protecting me from Reggie, holding his hand, and kissing him one last time. I never wanted it to be the last time, and I'm going to make sure it's not.

"Oh, as I die here another day, yeah, cause all I do is cry behind this smile," I sing, realizing that every ounce of pain I felt while watching Jughead with Betty is being lifted off of my chest, and I feel like I can breathe for the first time in weeks.

"Cause I wished you the best of all this world could give. And I told you when you left me, there's nothing to forgive. But I always thought you'd come back, tell me all you found was.. heartbreak and misery. It's hard for me to say, but I'm jealous of the way, you're happy without me," I sing, my eyes following Jughead who has begun walking up the stairs to the stage. His eyes are still swimming in mine, looking determined.

"I-it's hard for me to say, I'm jealous of the way, you're happy without me," I sing the last line of the song, and now Jughead is next to me. I lower the microphone from my face, relaxing my arm, my eyes not moving from his.

Suddenly he grasps my face with both of his hands, one on each side, and kisses me.

The kiss is like an explosion of fireworks, and my eyes close tightly as I lean into his lips. It's everything a kiss should be- passionate, sweet, and most of all, a craving satisfied.

I hear the crowd gasp behind us but I don't care, and I wrap my hands around his neck, continuing kissing him.

We pull apart slowly, and I lick my lips, trying to keep the feeling of his lips on mine.

"I love you too, Veronica," he whispers, and I smile, knowing that everyone's watching us, yet nobody can hear him.

Betty's probably throwing a fit right now. People probably have a recording of this moment. But in this moment, none of that matters. It's just us, standing together on the stage, gazing into each other's eyes.

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