Riverdale, the Town filled with Crimes and Tragedy. Thats what an outsider would see looking in, but if you enter deep enough you will come across innocent people like Betty Cooper and Archie Andrews, dig a little deeper and you will find the Sinful...
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Veronica - Parents = Lonely
Comments: @kevink: why hide that gorgeous face boo ! @archibald: 🐱 @jugheadd: now you know how I feel 👑 @reggieman: miss you
I sit down on my bed eating some Cheetos as I scroll through my Instagram Comments, seriously Reggie? You left me so don't come at me with your comments. I sigh as I throw my phone onto a chair and fall back into my bed. Staring at the ceiling for a fair amount of time. My Bedroom door creaks open.
"Jughead what the hell??" I sit up from my bed confused as ever
"Well we both have no parents currently and I'm bored" he shrugs as he drops his stuff on the ground "Got food?" he leaves my room heading to the kitchen
I decide I better follow him because god knows what he'd do if left alone. He grabs a bag of Hot Cheetos and closes the pantry door. I put my hands on the counter to face him.
"Just because we talked in the Hospital does not mean we are on speaking terms nor are we friends" I fold my arms as he walks to the opposite side of the counter "Also, don't think you live here or even have rights here. This is temporary"
"Oh well" he smirked "Guess you're going to have to get over it" he pops a Cheeto into his mouth
"Just stay out of my way Jughead"
I walk over to the couch placed in front of the Television and sit down. I reach for my book 'Through Thick and Thin' and place it on my lap as I put on my reading glasses. I begin to flick through the pages trying to find my spot, ah page 112, oh how I sympathise for Taytum.
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I yawn as I lay out my Pyjamas, some black shorts which are actually quite awfully short.. and then a white tank top. I get changed into the set and then put on some black slippers. I walk out of my room and in front of me, in the kitchen, is a cooking Jughead.
"Um what's this?" I approach the island and lean on it
"Uh well I'd say it's Spaghetti but who knows what you fancy people call it" he shrugs as he puts two plates down on the island
"I'm good thanks, I don't eat Spaghetti" I open the fridge to grab out a prepped salad and then sit down at the island
He chuckles "Seriously? Salad? Females are absolutely insane"
"Well you see Jughead, I like to look after my figure, you clearly wouldn't understand" I say pointing him from head to toe
"Ok if you're trying to say I'm fat, no, you see Veronica I have the ideal body type that girls obsess over. I have Muscle, a defined Jawline, I even have abs!" He lifts up his shirt
"Ok, ok" I cover my eyes "I believe you"
"You believe that girls obsess over me..?" His smirk widens as he lifts an eyebrow
"Shut up" I frown as I put the fork with lettuce in my mouth
"You like Archie" he looks over at me
"Ew, no" I squint my eyes at him
"If you say so" he continues eating
We eventually finish our meals and we argue over who's doing the dishes. I eventually gave in and volunteered to do them just so he would shut up. I'm going to be honest. I barely know how to do household chores, including dishes. We have a dishwasher but I don't want to burn the house down if I mess something up.
"I'm going to the balcony for a smoke" he pulls out a cigarette and leaves the box on the table next to the couch.
"Mhm" I mumble as I turn the water off
He opens and then closes the door leading to the balcony. He seems to be tight on money yet he can afford to smoke so often, I'll never understand that. I start to dry a ceramic plate and then with my good luck, I drop it. Shattered pieces spread all across the floor, how fun. Screw the dishes I'm going for a smoke too.
I walk over to the box left on the small table and pull out a cigarette. I put on a denim jacket since it's dusk and it would be cool outside, I walk over to the door and step outside.
"Lighter" I put out my hand
He smirks and then chuckles
"Veronica Lodge smoking, what would dear daddy think of that" he passes me the lighter
"If it's got nothing to do with Money, he wouldn't care" I light my cigarette and take a puff
We sit outside, smoking and looking in the distance until our cigarettes burn out. It was peaceful outside even if Jughead was there. Maybe he's not so bad, but he hurt me, so I still hate him. I look over at him, his eyes are glossy with tears filling his eyes.
"Jughead? What's wrong...?" I slowly stand up to meet him
"Nothing. Doesn't fucking matter" he frowns at me and then walks inside slamming the door.
