Please help me, I'm scared.

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Betty's POV

I am awakened from my deep slumber by the sound of my phone ringing wondering who could be calling at this hour. Groaning I roll over and reach for my phone but while fiddling around trying to get a hold on it falls on the floor still ringing. I groan again pushing the covers off and get out of bed thinking "Why does life hate me." I reach for the phone; that has now stopped ringing and pick it up. My heart stops when I see who it is and all the other messages they left like "Please Betts" or "Please help me, I'm scared". My fingers now trembling with worry I hastily unlock my phone going directly to the contact under the name "Juggie". He picks up on not even the first ring and when I hear him crying and hyperventilating my heart shatters. "Juggie, what's wrong baby?" I ask panicked for my Juggie. He lets out a sob and my heart shatters again."B-Betts... m-my...d-da-dad..." he says choking on his words not even finishing his sentence but I know exactly what's going on."Geez it must be pretty bad this time." I think. I get up out of my bed rushing to get my jacket from my closet because I know my Juggie needs me."Where are you, Juggie?" I urge grabbing my keys to the car off of my nightstand."E-East s-side of-of...Sweetwater R-River." he responds through sobs. Oh my poor Juggie."Hold on baby, I'll be there soon but I need you to stay on the phone for me okay?" by the time he answers with an "Okay." I am already climbing out the window and down the ladder below it. Once I get to the bottom I take out my phone from my pocket and ask him, "You still there, baby?" he answers with a quiet "Yep." but I can tell he is still freaked out. While running to the garage and opening it I ask him, "Do you want me to sing, baby?" knowing it calms him down."Yeah, that'd be nice." he says with his breathing slowing down, putting a small smile on my face."And what song would you like me to sing." I question while getting in my car and putting my seatbelt on. I place my phone on the dashboard giving him a minute to think but I know exactly which song he will pick."My favourite?" he asks sheepishly. God, he is so fucking adorable."Of course Juggie, anything for you." I respond while pulling out of the driveway. Once I'm on the road I begin singing his favourite song. 'Wicked Little Town"[reprise] 

Forgive me
For I did not know
'Cause I was just a boy
And you were so much more
Than any god could ever plan
More than a woman or a man
And now I understand
How much I took from you
And, when everything starts breaking down
You take the pieces off the ground
And show this wicked town
Something beautiful and new
You think that Luck
Has left you there
And maybe there's nothing
Up in the sky but air
And there's no mystical design
No cosmic lover preassigned
There's nothing you can find
That can not be found
'Cause with all the changes
We've been through
It seems the stranger's always you
Alone again in some new
Wicked little town
Ha-aa-aa-aa
Ha-aa-aa-aa
Ha-aa-aa-aa
When you've got no other choice
You know you can follow my voice
Through the dark turns and noise
Of this wicked little town
Oh it's a wicked
Little town
Goodbye, wicked
Little town


Halfway through the song, he started to hum along with me putting a huge smile on my face knowing that my baby is somewhat ok. By the time I'm finished the song I am already there as I was going way over the speed limit."I'm here baby, where are you?" but before I get an answer I feel arms wrap around me from behind startling me a bit but I know it's my Juggie. I turn around and immediately bring him into my arms and he starts sobbing again. After what feels like an eternity but is only a few minutes he calms down. When he finally lets go and gets to my level he kisses me hard on the lips like he hasn't kissed me for years. It was a slow, passionate kiss that I wish would last forever. When we finally pull away; leaning our foreheads together he says, "I'm sorry I woke you up." I pull away and grab his face making him look me directly in the eye."No Juggie, don't be sorry. Whenever you feel like this I want you to call me and I will come to you ok?" he hesitates for a moment but eventually nods."Okay." "Good now come on lets talk." I took hold of his hand dragging him to the backseat of the car. We both got in the backseat side by side with me holding his hands giving him as much time as he needs to speak. For a few minutes we just sat there in complete silence looking at each other in the darkness of the early morning."My dad was drunk again and then he started throwing things a-and I just got scared a-a-nd...." he rambled starting to tear up so I pulled him into my arms whispering that he was safe now and I was gonna take care of him. His dad is a very angry drunk and has been getting out of hand these last few months so this is not the first time I have had to pick him up. I didn't realize he fell asleep until I heard soft snoring below me. Chuckling to myself I took his head off my lap setting it on the seat. When I was about to get out I felt arms around me pulling me back and hearing a quiet mumble of "No stay." But I would much rather sleep in a bed than my mother's car so I bent down pushing his black, fluffy curls out of his face and whispered, "Baby, I'm gonna drive us back to my house and we are gonna fall asleep in my comfy bed ok?" he paused a moment before nodding his head and let me go. And that's exactly what we did, we fell asleep with his head resting on my chest and my fingers in his hair whispering "I love you's".

A:/N~I always see oneshots where Jughead comforts Betty when she has problems and Jughead is the strong one who shows no emotion but I wanted to write this because sensitive Juggie is so adorable. Also, strong Betty is a fave. Anyway, let me know what you think!

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