You Don't Know Me Jughead Jones | Jughead Jones

Chapter 13

Pearl Jam

I've had a lot of time to think. Think about everything that happened at Jughead's party yesterday. I've spent the whole night sitting in my room. I didn't know if I should be mad or feel bad. Jughead played me, he kissed Betty after all the things we did. I couldn't help but wonder if he took her on the roof and watched the stars with her as well. Did they share all the moments we had?

Although he did that to me, I couldn't help but feel guilty. He was right. There wasn't any reason for me to mention FP's name, I thought I was protecting my family. I ended up ruining that for him and now he'll never forgive me.

I'm having conflicting thoughts.

I didn't know whether I should call or give him space. Maybe he'll come around and realize he was wrong too. Maybe not. But I wouldn't hurt if I tried.

Reaching across my bed and Picking up the phone, I couldn't help but hear the last words he said to me.

'You mean nothing to me'

My heart grows heavy just thinking about it all. My mind feels so clouded and trapped, I can't even think straight. Even if he did answer, what was I going to say? And how would he even react?

I disregarded all my compressing thoughts and decided to just call him. It rang a few times before it went to voicemail... of course. Maybe I shouldn't chase him, he wasn't the only one wrong and I'd be damned if I let it ruin my weekend. I thought of who I could text and see what they were up to.

Then I remembered, Reggie always knows how to have a good time. Although he did expose Jughead for who he really is, maybe everything happens for a reason. How long would he have been playing me if that didn't happen? I scroll to his name and press the call button. It only took two rings for him to answer.

"What's the move for tonight, Reg?" I giggle.

"You're not mad at me?" He asks. He seemed surprised.

"Man, fuck him. You did me a favor." I roll over on my back and play with my hair as I talk to him.

"Alright, I'll be over in ten minutes." He says.

"Can't wait..." I smile to myself and hang up the phone. I quickly jump up and begin to get ready. This wasn't a date but I still wanted to look nice. Just simple makeup, jeans, and a cropped sweater. I grab my purse and climb out my window. It was already 10:00 pm, no way my mom or brothers were going to let me out. So I'd just sneak out and wait for him to pull up.

I could recognize that black '69 mustang from anywhere. His car was probably the nicest one in Riverdale. It was clean and sleek. He treated that car as if it were his baby. He even named it. I walked my way to the car and opened the door, the warm air in his car made me feel comfortable. He was playing Pearl Jam softly in his car. That was always one of my favorite things about Reggie, he had a really good music taste.

"Hey, Reggie." I smile as I take a seat in the car and shut the door behind me.

"Hey shorty, I have a surprise for you in the glove box." He smiles back at me kindly. He puts the car in drive and slowly pulls away from my apartment complex. I look at the glove box reluctantly but still open it anyway. To which I find a bottle of Hennessy and I couldn't help but giggle to myself.

"Did you take this from your dad?" I asked.

"Of course I did. But it made me think of you... for obvious reasons and I thought it could be my peace offering." He sighed.

"Don't even worry about it, Reggie. Maybe it wasn't your place to tell me about Jughead and Betty, but I'm glad you did." I say then take a swig on the alcohol. It burned my throat and it made me cough. My response made Reggie laugh at me. I didn't drink but if you wave candy in front of a baby, what is it going to do?

"So we're cool?" He asks.

"Of course we are, Reggie." I slap his arm.

"So where are we going, Mrs. Henny Lynn?" He looks over and smiles at me.

"Where ever the roads take us!" I exclaim.

Reggie rolled down all the windows of his car and blasted the music loud. We sped down the empty streets of Riverdale recklessly. Speeding all around made me feel free and when Reggie laughs at me when I sing loudly made me feel true bliss.

We ended up in an empty field in Greendale. We laid on the hood of his car listening to whatever Rock CD he had in. The cold outside air felt refreshing after being stuck inside for so long.

"So what are you going to do about Jughead?" Reggie asks.

"I'm not quite sure yet. I think I'm over him but there's just so much in just don't understand. I'm just at the point where it is what it is. If he wants to work it out, he will, and if not. Then oh well." I sigh and look over to him.

"You know Hennessy, I would never do that to you." He rolls over on his side and puts his hand on my leg.

"I know, Reggie... you're a good guy," I respond.

"Then why won't you give me a chance?" He furrows his brows.

"Because Reggie. I don't think we're meant to be together. You're amazing, sure you're rough around the edges but I've never met someone so kind to me. You have always been there for me, even when I've treated you horribly... I still do. I just think we're meant to be friends though." I say. Reggie truly is amazing but I've never thought of him romantically.

"I've always wanted to be with you, I just want you to see how good we can be together." He leans in and kisses me on the lips. I didn't pull away. Reggie was right in some ways. He has been bad to me, but I've been bad to him too. He wasn't a malicious person by any means, I just never thought of him that way. Maybe I should give a chance. If Jughead and I are done, then what the hell?

He pulls away and we stare at each other for a moment.

"Thank you, Reggie. For tonight, I needed to getaway. You are so kind to me." I say and give him a hug. He hugs me back and strokes my hair a few times before pulling away.

"I think that Hennessy is getting to your head, maybe we should take you home." He smiles at me.

The car was mostly silent, but I could tell Reggie was beaming and rambling to himself in his head. Pulling up to my house I turn to him and thank him again. We share a quick peck and I run up to my room. I quickly and quietly make my way up to my room and immediately pass out.

Maybe it was too soon to be moving on to someone else. Maybe it was the pain or the Hennessy but I didn't care. I think a Jughead free life could be swell.

Right before I fall asleep I felt my phone ding, it was Archie. I roll over groggily and open my phone.

"FP just got arrested"

and the second wave of guilt washed over me.