Heart Of Desire [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter Six: Trembling Lies

Betty's POV:

When Betty woke the next morning, Jughead was gone. She sat up and saw that he had folded the sweats and left them at the foot of the bed, as well as the t-shirt she had stolen. She bit her lip and smiled. As she grabbed her phone, she noticed he had left a text. It told her that he had found the laundry room and got his clothes, then thanked her for a wonderful night's sleep. The little kiss emoji he added made her giggle. "Ah, Jughead Jones. Nobody knows what an adorable dork you are." She said out loud.

She climbed out of bed and went to her bathroom. She looked in the mirror and sighed at the two hickies she had on her painted on neck. She opened the cabinet to find her cover up, but that is when her eyes fell to her wrist and she froze. "Seriously?" She muttered in annoyance. There sat the serpent cuff, once again fastened to her wrist. "Oh, I think not." She fumed.

Betty was thankful for her day off and took a quick shower. She then called a cab whilst she got dressed. If he thought he could cuff her while she was sleeping, he could think again. She ordered the cab to go to the Whyte Wyrm and the driver reluctantly agreed.

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When she arrived, she tried the back door to his apartment and found it locked, making her even more annoyed. She headed around to the front and against her better judgement, opened the door and stepped in. She got only about half way to the bar when everything just kind of stopped and all eyes were on her. The tall man behind the counter looked at her like he couldn't quite believe what he was seeing.

She turned slowly and noticed a staircase at the back that she figured led up to the rooms. She started to walk towards it and stopped when someone behind her cleared their throat. She turned around and stared in surprise. She had no idea where they had all come from in such a short amount of time, but she was literally looking at a wall of leather jacketed, scowling men.

"Did you lose something, miss?" One of them asked. They stepped closer and she took a step back, feeling like a caged animal. "I'm looking for Jughead." She said, trying to match their scowls with one of her own. One of them actually started to laugh. "I'm sorry, is something funny?" She snapped. He stopped mid laugh and stared at her in surprise. "What exactly do you want with Jughead?" Another one asked, folding his arms over his massive chest. "You need him to hurt someone? Husband maybe?"

"For god's sake, what is it with you guys and hurting people? That's not how you deal with problems!" Betty exclaimed with a frustrated sigh. "Did you fall and hit your head?" Another asked. "You seem slightly nuts." They were all looking at her like she was indeed, crazy. "Is it like a Serpent law to be rude?" She asked. "You know about the Serpent laws?" Someone from the back asked. Betty looked at him in surprise. "Wait, there are actual Serpent laws?" She asked with a laugh. "Are you laughing at us?" The one in the middle asked, if looks could kill, well... she'd probably be dead, as he stepped towards her.

Betty took another quick step back and collided with more leather. She sighed in relief, immediately knowing who it was. She let out a quick breath and put her hand behind her back, finding his hand and gripping it. He gave a slight squeeze and rubbed his thumb over her hand. "What are you doing?" Jughead asked quietly and she was surprised to hear anger in his voice. But when she turned, she wasn't surprised to see him back in full Serpent gear, an angry scowl on his face. "Have you lost your mind coming in here like this?"

"I'm here because I don't appreciate being cuffed in my sleep." She said angrily, as she held up her arm. "Jesus Christ." He muttered, grabbing her arm and pulling it down. "What the fuck, Jones. You cuffed a Northsider?" One of his men gasped. Betty whirled around and glared at the imbecile. "Oh shut up, he can do what he wants." The man looked at her and started laughing. "You just yelled at him about it and now you're saying he can do what he wants?" He looked over her, directing his gaze at Jughead. "Where did you find this one, crazy town?"