My Hero In Leather |Jughead Jones|

Chapter 25

"Girl," Cheryl yells and I jump into Jughead's arms. He laughs and his lips meet mine. Everyone is cheering and when we finally separate, Braeden tackles me in a hug.

"I fucking called it," He yells in victory.

Everyone is ecstatic and congratulate us. I'm full on crying because I mean oh my god, I'm gonna have a daughter!

Then I see her. Betty stands across the yard, arms crossed and I know that she wasn't invited. I mean I had requested it. I just didn't want to see her.

I walk over and cross my own arms. "What are you doing here Elizabeth," I ask and she shrugs.

"Heard there was a party, figured I'd come and see what it was about," she says and wears a small smirk. I let out a sigh and glare at her.

"I'm not going to let you ruin my day Betty. Just go do what you want. I don't care. Just leave me the hell alone," I say and head over to Fangs and Sweet Pea at the grill. They both smile and big me.

"Didn't get our chance to congratulate you yet," Sweet Pea says and I smile.

"Thank you guys," I say and then both of their eyes get wide.

"Is that Betty Cooper," Fangs asks and I nod.

"But she wasn't invited," Sweet Pea says and I sigh.

"Trust me. I know but paying to much attention to her will only give her what she wants," I say and sigh. "I hate that she's here," I growl under my breath.

"Uhm Jasmin," Sweet Pea says still staring.

"Yeah Pea," I ask.

"Betty is going over to Jughead," he says and I turn quickly. He was right and they both smile at each other and hug for a long time. Then she pecks his cheek and he just smiles at her.

"Are you okay," Fangs asks and I have to fight the urge to go and punch her. She's doing this to piss me off. I know she is and punching her would just give her the satisfaction that she succeeded but I really want to beat the shit out of her.

Braeden is suddenly between them before he drags Betty off and says something to Jughead that makes him tense up. I watch as Braeden and Betty leave and Jug turns towards me. I head inside and lock myself in the bathroom. Calm down Jasmin. Calm the fuck down.

I hear a soft knock at the door. "Go away Jughead," I say.

"Not Jones," Cheryl says and I open the door. She hugs me and I hug her back. "I'm sorry that bitch got in."

"It's not your fault. She's just trying to cause drama and hurt me and I guess that worked," I whisper and Cheryl sighs.

"I saw her peck Jughead's cheek. I'm sorry that she is such a bitch," she says and takes my hand.

"It's okay. I'm fine. Okay. That's a lie but I will be. I can't let her get to me," I whisper and Cheryl helps me stand. We go back outside and everyone stares.

I smile and sit next to Braeden who's cheek has a red handprint that is being tended to by Fangs. "Don't worry I'm fine," he says. "I've been through worse then a slap."

"I can't believe that she hit you. I should kill her," Fangs growls and Braeden rolls his eyes.

"Again. It was just a slap. No big deal," Braeden says and pulls Fangs into a kiss.

"Jasmin can we talk," Jughead asks and I raise a brow.

"About," I say bitterly.

"Whatever the fuck just happened and why your mad at me," he says, sounding annoyed.

"She kissed your cheek Jug and you didn't stop her. This isn't France or some shit where that can be considered just a fucking greeting. You still love her don't you," I snapped and he sighed, but said nothing. "Just give me some space today. We'll talk tomorrow," I whisper and he nods. "And if you fucking talk to Betty again today, dont talk to me until she's born," I say and he walks away without saying a word.

"Let's go eat cake," Braeden says and links arms with me.

"That actually sounds fucking amazing," I say and he smiles before leading me towards the cake that I'm assuming they bought because the last time Braeden used an oven, he burned his hand.

"Thanks for all this," I say softly and he smiles down at me.

"Its what I'm here for," he says softly before I slice the biggest piece of cake possible.

I sigh slightly. My boyfriend still loves Betty but at least I got cake. (Mood)