Stay Away | BH

Chapter 19

I pick at the eggs that Jughead made for me. Before Jughead gave me the plate he said we would talk after eating.

"Why aren't you eating," he says staring at me which so much intensity it makes me want to cower away again.

"I'm not hungry," I say meekly staring at my eggs.

"Fine, put your food in the sink. I'll take care of it," he takes a sip of water. "Go sit on the couch."

I grab my plate putting it in the sink, I rush towards the living room sitting down on his extremely comfortable couch. The sound of the garbage disposal then absolutely nothing makes my stomach do flip flops. I look up staring at his figure in the doorway.

"Did you leave without telling me because you were still mad at me?" He cocks his head, his eyes showing nothing about how he's feeling.

"No," I croak. "It was my brother's wedding."

"And you didn't tell me this why?" His voice lowers an octave.

"I... I don't know," I pick at my nail polish.

"Look at me when your talking Elizabeth."
I look up at him feeling sick to my stomach. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because... I was scared," I mumble.

"Of what Elizabeth," he looks down at me.

"Of this," I jab my finger between us, "you aren't the only one who has doubts about relationships." He looks at me confusingly. "I'm not ready to talk about that part of my life, but that's why I did what I did."

"Come here," he lifts his body off the frame. I make my way slowly over to him.
"You will tell me when the time is right," he twirled my hair with his index finger.

He opened his arms wide and without hesitation I went into his arms, my head resting in the curve of his neck. We stood there for a while, neither of us saying a word.

*

I glance at Jughead then back at the tv. The sun was starting to go down chasing this golden light to fill the room. I take another look at Jughead finding him staring at me.

"What?" I ask, my eyebrows rising instinctively.

"I missed you," he whispers, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "So much."
I sick my breath in looking up at him through my eyelashes. "Come with me," he grabs my arm pulling me up. "Let me show you how much I missed you." I bite my lips as he brings me to his bedroom. He drags his hands down my arms tugging on them lighting. "You know what I missed most about you?"

"What?" I ask chewing on the inside of my cheek.

"You being here," he snakes his hand up my side, "hearing your voice." He gently grabs my throat running his fingers against the skin. He grabs the ends of my shirt pulling it up over my head. "No bra?" He grins cupping my breasts gently. "Did you miss me?"

I nod my head wrapping my arms around his neck pulling me closer.

"I want to hear it, tell me how much you missed me Elizabeth," he runs his fingers down my spine.

"I missed you so much," I arch my back into him. "Way too much." He picks me up gently setting me on the bed.

He tugs off my leggings staring down at me.

"Fuck," he mumbles. "You're so beautiful." He pulls his shirt off his eyes never leaving mine. I pull my underwear off throwing them somewhere in the room. I feel a knot in my stomach tightening as I watch Jughead undresses.

He moves on top of me, cupping my cheek in his hand. He slowly pushes inside me mumbling a few curses. He keeps a slow pace. I feel his hand grab onto mine his eyes never leaving mine once.

This is too much. Too intimate.

I arch my back chewing on my lip.

"Hey, hey," he stops his brows knotting. "Why are you crying?"

The hot tears fall down my cheeks into the sheets.

"I'm sorry," I choke, tears still falling. "It's too much. I can't."

"What's too much?" He asks, fear in his eyes. "Did I hurt you?"

"No, oh god," I turn my head to the side. "I don't deserve you, I don't deserve this."
I wrap my arms around his neck pulling him closer. "Please don't hurt me," I whimper the tears still falling down freely.

"I won't," he whispers. "I love you."

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Did I just do that? I think I did.

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