If I Could ; a Jeronica Story

Lay the News on Me

I sit in the cold cement Jail Cell, no Lawyer to call and nobody to pay my bail. I don't want to drag my friends into this mess, and in no way do I have parents or family to get me out. After all, it were my parents or parent who got me in this cell. I lean my head against the brick wall, closing my eyes in frustration.

The sound of footsteps causes me to open my eyes, there stands a tall and slender male in a Sheriff uniform. He folds his arms as I let out a deep sigh.

"I told you I have nobody to pay my bail Alright?" I widen my eyes dramatically at him "Just let me rot here in peace"

"Well Miss Lodge, if you'd let me speak I actually have some news for you" he straightens his collar up and stands taller.

"And what might that be? That I've been charged for murder too, go ahead lay the news on me Sheriff"

"That attitude will get you no where in life, anyway, your bail has been paid" he begins to unlock the cell door.

"What? By who?" I stand up and walk up to him in shock, my jaw dropped slightly.

"They didn't give me a name, perhaps you'd like to go see yourself?" He points his arm towards the stairs which lead to the main desk.

I quickly scoot my way down the rather large set of stairs, tucking my hair behind my ear. Who could it possibly be, perhaps my Mother finally got away from my devil of a Father.

I reach the bottom of the stairs, scanning the area to find the person whom paid my bail. My Jaw once again drops as a familiar face turns around in front of me. I would notice that hair always.

"Jughead" I manage to spit out, not at all sure of what to say it's been that long that my body not my mouth can function at the sight of him.

"Veronica" he puts his arms out beside him as if he were after a hug.

"Thank you" I pat his shoulder as I walk past him, heading straight out of the door.

"Veronica" he jog south of the door, following after me "Please, Wait"

"Those were the two words I said to you when you left Riverdale, did you listen? No of course not, so why should I do so for you" I bite my lip holding back my emotions as I continue to walk, not looking back at him.

He grabs my wrist and uses his opposite hand to turn me around, I resist but end up doing so. Unable to escape his grip.

"What Jughead? What could you possibly want?" I look him in the eyes, my voice cracking from the emotions overwhelming me.

"Can we please just talk? You can't avoid me forever" he lets go of my wrist, his eyes switching between my two eyes.

~Later at Pops~

"And that's why I had to leave Riverdale, I knew you wouldn't have approved so I couldn't tell you" he takes a sip of his Chocolate Milkshake.

"You left because you didn't want me to get hurt, what could I possibly have gotten hurt from or by?" I twirl my straw around in circles, deep in my Milkshake.

"By me" he sighs deeply, looking back at me "I didn't want to ruin your life with my nonsense and well - addiction of.. you know what"

"Please don't tell me you are back on Fizzle Rocks" I drop my shoulders along with a breath that I didn't realise I was holding in.

"Not anymore, not now.." he glances out of the window with a red tint colouring his face.

"You could have stayed - or at least not have sent your girlfriend to threaten me" I fold my arms disappointedly and look at the side of his head which is facing towards me.

His head quickly darts to turn at me, his eyes squinted but still wide.

"Who exactly - what did they look like?"

"I mean you should know what your girlfriend looks like" I scoff "But anyway she was kind of brunette but with a bit of a red tinge, I think she had green eyes and a shit ton of freckles"

He buries his head into his hands and lets out a very deep sigh. Jughead then shakes his head as he opens his eyes, out of his hands. He looks up at me.

"That would be Evelyn, one of my old friends who I met at a foster youth home who is not my girlfriend" he chuckles to hide his emotions "Back when my dad was actually an addict and proven an unfit parent, of course my Mother wanted no part in being my parent so yeah that's how I met Evelyn"

"Damn I'm sorry, why did she threaten me though"

"She didn't want me to experience pain from what she called 'outsiders' basically anybody we hadn't met from fostering" he shrugs, devouring some fries with ketchup "She's protective, especially after not seeing me for at least seven years"

I shoot him a small but sympathetic smile for a short period of time, turning my head to look out the window. There's a strong silence between us that lasts for several minutes before I turn back to face him, he's looking at me with his big blue eyes.

"I understand I ruined the bond we were building but would you ever consider giving me another chance.. to make up for it all?"

I slowly stand up from my seat, looking down at him. I smile for a few seconds before leaving the booth, standing next to it.

"I'll think about it"