Lost in Temptation

Chapter 9

Betty POV:

I never use to think of myself as attractive or even beautiful, though I was always told by Toni and Kevin. Ever since the 9th grade I kind of noticed how not one guy would eve glance my way let alone ask me out but last night I realized that I don't care about any other guy, Jughead is all I need and want. The way that he looked and touched me last night made me feel like I was the most beautiful girl in the world. 

"What's on your mind?" He asks me. I sit up and cover myself with the sheet and begin playing with a loose string that is coming out of the sheet and think, ignoring his question until I know exactly what words I want to say without ruining this beautiful moment. 

"Betts" He says "You can tell me whatever it is you have on your mind, I promise I won't get mad" He then says reassuring me. I nod in response and let out a heavy sigh and muster up the courage I need to spit out the words I have in mind, hoping he doesn't get mad or upset. "What changed?" I asked making him furrow his eyebrows knowing that he's probably confused with my question "What do you mean?" He asks now sitting up with the sheet only covering to the top of his waist. 

"Yeah, what made you change your mind? I mean just barely on Saturday you were calling me a whore and kept choosing Veronica and so now I'm wondering what made you change your mind to the point where you want me to be your girl?" I say to him making the situation very tense "I hope I didn't upset you but I think I have the right to know" I tell him.

He stays silent for a bit making me feel very nervous and uneasy but his demeanor doesn't change and he hasn't made a gesture for me to leave so I'm guessing that's a good thing, I hope. 

It's silent between us for about 5 minutes when out of no where he has a small smile on his face, not a pervy or sinister smile but a innocent child like smile that makes my heart melt. "You know I wasn't expecting for you to ask me that but I'm glad you did." he says as he gets closer to me not caring whether the sheet is covering him or not "Betty, I've liked you since the 9th grade."He confesses leaving me in shock. I blink a couple times just to make sure I'm not in some type of fantasy making him laugh. 

"Why didn't you ever tell me?" I ask him 

"Well you have to thank Veronica for that" He tells me now i'm the one who is left confused "What does Veronica have to do with you liking me and not telling me?" I ask him 

"Well I was going to talk to you" He says then pauses for bit and then continues "More like try to ask you out on a date but when I went to talk to Veronica who was your best friend at the time,she told me that you would never go for a guy like me" He says making me ever more confused, a guy like him? What did she mean by that but I soon got my answer when he continued his story "A guy from the southside, a guy who didn't have anything to offer" He then says making me jump up in anger ignoring the ache I feel in between my legs, I wince in pain but still hold my ground as I look down at him "I WOULD NEVER SAY THAT! I HAVE NEVER CARED ABOUT SILLY THINGS LIKE YOU BEING FROM THE SOUTHSIDE!" I yell out in anger, he quickly stands up and walks towards me as he grabs me by the waist but I pull away from him "And I believe you now" He says making me laugh "Now? As in you believed her? You didn't even know me" I tell him as I shake my head in disbelief not knowing what the hell to think. 

"Betts please don't be mad at me, I was stupid and I let the anger cloud my judgement but now that I'm getting to know you I know that was never true" He says in a pleading tone, I run my fingers through my hair in desperation trying my best not to let the anger get to me but it's really hard "What made you change your mind?" I ask him as he looks down. 

"you need to sit down because you aren't going to like part of the story "He says making me even more nervous and angry than I already am feeling but I do as he says and just wait for him to continue talking. I should of just kept my damn mouth shut, I think to myself gripping the sheet tighter to my body. Once again the room is silent and is filled with an uneasiness that I just can't explain as Jughead puts on his boxers and knees down in front of me trying to take one of my hands into his. 

"Betty, Saturday night when we were all hanging out there was a moment where it was just you and me, everyone else was into their own little worlds and Veronica had once again stormed off to Cheryl's because we had gotten into a fight but anyway that's besides the point, you were just sitting there staring into space and I mustered up the courage to sit down next to you and that's when you looked over at me with a tear sliding down your check and asked me why I only wanted you for your body when you could offer me so much more" He says as he looks down but continues to hold onto my hand tightly "Betty you looked into my eyes and you told me that you also liked me in the 9th grade and it broke your heart to see me with other girls but it hurt you the most when I got with Veronica because she knew how much you liked me and Betty that pissed me off because I then knew that she was the reason why we weren't together, so after that I left your house and called Veronica and asked her to meet me outside of thornhill and that's when I let it all out" Jughead says 

"I didn't want to set myself up for failure since I didn't know whether you'd want to be seen with me but truth of the matter is Betty, my heart always belonged to you and after that talk on Saturday I knew your heart always belonged to me too. So that's your answer baby" He finishes looking at me with worry not knowing how to approach me but without another word I leaned down and pulled him in for a kiss.

"You aren't mad anymore?" He asks through our kisses making me smile "No I'm not" I tell him as he lays me back on his bed quickly removing the sheet and pulling it from my body and quickly takes off his boxers and without warning thrusts inside of me only this time his movements aren't harsh or fast instead their slow and passionate. He looks into my eyes as he continues thrusting into me and intertwines our fingers and places his lips on mine. 

"You're beautiful Betty" He says and for the first time I believe that I am. 

We didn't sleep at all that night, we made love over and over again and I know that what we have is real though I know it seems quick but we were robbed of 4 years and we aren't about to loose another second.