Jughead is aware he is being spoken to. He's also faintly aware the conversations is important. The problem is he cannot bring himself to focus. His train of thoughts keep stream rolling towards his childhood friends and their betrayal. He found the only thing powerful enough to distract him from the anger and resentment involved a raven haired temptress with her lightly tan skin and soft curves..
The things he had done to her and she to him in return. He would never forget the taste of her or how wet and inviting her mouth was for him. One week. He knew he was an idiot, she was nowhere near her league and once she had time to realize how big of a mistake she was going to make she would change her mind. Sleeping with Veronica was a fantasy he never let himself have, but now he had the fantasy he wanted the moment to be genuine to be about them. It would be torture seeing her in the halls of Riverdale High or Pop's. It would be even more torture to see her hand in hand with Archie if she ran back to him like he figured she likely would. He was uncertain if they resumed their relationship where exactly that left him and Betty. He would ignore the fact that that it was him who'd put his chance with Veronica on hold due to his irrationally logical reasoning.
Jughead felt a deep resentment for his former best friend. It was not enough that Archie could have pretty much any girl he wanted. Betty and Veronica. The two most stunning, cunning and intellectually gifted young woman in Riverdale. Archie had effectively turned him into the second choice for both women in less then a moons turn.
Jughead could admit he'd been the one to initially push Betty away. He knew he broke he heart a little too harshly the last time and things had not been the same since their reunion. The weight of what she was suffering with her family was also weighing on them as well as his involvement with the Serpents. However, that didn't, not to him, excuse her or Archie of their betrayal. He cannot reason why Archie or Betty would throw everything away so easily but it makes things easier for him to throw away as well.
And the odds that both he and Veronica would chance upon them at the exact moment at the exact same time. The moment their eyes met on the dark street felt almost cosmic. It was fate. It had been a moment of weakness that led him to Betty's front door, it usual she would show up at his door. He was aware how dark the road ahead of him was going to be going up against Hiram Lodge and in that dark hour he had craved a little light hoping he could maybe provide some light for her as well. He'd never expected to find the end of life as he'd known it. His world had fallen apart and any illusions he ever had shattered. All of his memories of Betty now somehow felt tainted.
"Yeah, he's out of it." Sweet Pea says and it snaps him out of his thoughts and he finds his focus back in the Whyte Wyrm in a black booth with a few of the younger Serpents where they could at least pretend to attempt to have considered concealing their drinking.
"Huh?" He asks and Toni laughs outright.
"I know that face Jug." She says with a smile.
"What face?" He asks, knitting his brows and grabbing some of the nuts in a bowl on the table.
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