Bugheads Baby

Downhill

Bettys pov
It's been just over a week since my drunken dance, and it doesn't really get brought up much, thank God. I'm so embarrassed, I think jughead asked everybody not to bring it up, which I'm eternally grateful for. I keep apologising to him and every time he says 'it happens and that there is nothing to apologise about.'

Since I've become an official serpent I've decided to dress more like one as well, it took some persuasion to get jughead even half onboard. I'm waring a tight black leather boob-tube along with a pair of
short-short denim shorts. I'm working at the bar cleaning glasses, when suddenly I feel sick to my stomach, I rush to the bathroom, definitely catching the attention of a few serpents. I run into the stall and start losing all my lunch. I must have a stomach bug. I was supposed to hand out with Kevin, who, I havnt seen in a long while, and I would hate to cancel because I'm sick. So I suck it up and continue with my work.

3pm rolls around and my shift is over, I know jugheads in a meeting so I send him a text saying 'Going out with friend. be bk tonight luv u.' He reply's almost instantly saying 'Have fun. love you too.' I smile and head to the front of the bar and then outside. Kevin rolls around in his truck and picks me up. "Hey baby girl!" "Kev! I know it's only been like a month but I miss you so much." "Me to baby girl!" We head out and leave the carpark.

"So Kev, dating any guys right now?" He pouts and looks at me "No, I'm as single as Diane Keaton." "Eyes on the road!" I playfully yell. He continues saying "I did see a hot serpent over at your work, care to introduce?" "Sure, can't guarantee that he's gay though" I say. "Well if he's not, and I'm interested, then that might just change." We both laugh hard. "So where do you want to go?" I ask him. "Up to you baby girl." "Preferably your house, I'm not actually feeling that great, so I was kind of hoping that we could just stay indoors and watch a movie." "Yeah sure," he says "why do you think your sick?" he asks me. "Not sure, mabey it's something I ate." "You sure your still not recovering from last Saturday" he asks. Kev and I talk every few days, and know every embarrassing thing about each other, including my drunken serpent initiation from last week. "Hahah, omg please don't remind me, last week was a low point in my life." He starts to talk about what his doing with the riverdale theatre productions, when I abruptly interrupt him. "OMG Kev, I need you to make a stop at the drug store." "Sure, you need some Panadol?" he asks. A long pause fills the car. "No... I need a pregnancy test." I gulp and prey that it comes back negative. "Is it jugheads?" kevin asks. "Of course! Who else would it be!" "Well you told me you guys use protection. I'm sure your just sick Betts." "We do, always. But when you brought up last Saturday I remembered... well you know, and I honestly can't remember." "OMG. What do I do. I can't be a mother and I KNOW that jughead doesn't want to be a father. We haven't even been together a year." "Betty calm down. We haven't even bought a test yet.

Kev pulls up at the chemist and I buy six of the most reliable tests. "Same person you were in high-school, always doing your due diligence." Kevin jokes. When we get back to Kev's house I go to the bathroom and take the tests. Through the door Kev starts to talk to me, "Was it good at least." "What?" I say with zero emotion at all. "The sex?!" He asks. "Oh shut up." I say.

Jugheads pov
I'm at the pool table with Fangs and Sweet pea. "Jones, you know your girl is so much better at you that this." "Sweet pea, your only saying that to distract me because you know I'm only 2 shots away from beating your ass." I get a text and I pull out my phone hopping it's Betty, it's my dad asking if we can talk in private. I text back 'sure' and head to my office. "Hold on a minute guys, I'll be right back." "Quickie with the girlfriend" Fangs asks. "Yes, and her name is FP Jones" I reply sarcastically.

When I reach my office I pull out the phone and call my dad. "Hey dad, what's up?" The other line was silent for a long time. "Dad?" "What is it?" "Jug" I hear his voice, which is laced with pain. "Are you ok?" I ask. "Jughead, I'm fine it's just that... your mum Jug. She was in an accident. She's dead." I hang up the phone and start throwing things around the room. The plant Betty had bought me, my computer, chairs, practically anything that I could lift. I grab the picture of me and my mom when I was five. I sink to the floor, hold it to my chest and cry in solidarity.

Bettys pov
"Positive... they are all positive!" I sink down and start to cry on the bathroom floor. "Ohh baby girl don't cry! Everything's going to be ok." He lifts me up and we walk downstairs to the living room. He gets a large blanket and I cuddle up to him and he strokes my head. He turns on the tv. It was as if the universe was mocking me for not using protection, the movie "For keeps" comes up. We both laugh despite the gloomy feeling that hung in the air. Once the movie finishes Kevin says "Darcy kind of looks like Archies mom don't you think?" "Yeah I see it, like a 20 year younger version." "So, are we going to acknowledge the elephant in the room." "Huh" I ask him. "You know the b.a.b.y" he spells out. "Please don't refer to my unborn child as an elephant." "Seriously Betty, are you going to tell jughead?" "Yes. No. I don't know" I say and bury my face in his lap.

Kevin drops me of at the White Wyrm, "Thanks Kev, honestly I couldn't of asked for a better person to first here the news." "Awww thanks baby girl." I embrace him in a hug and step out of the truck. I wave as he heads of and then turn on my heels to face the bar. I place my hand in my belly and say "It's you and me forever bear." I remove my hand and make my way over to the bar, which is unusually quiet. I walk in and everyone is looking up to the top of the stairs. "What's going on." "All serpents shift they're heads towards me." Fangs comes over to me "Betty. Thank God your here!" "What's up?" "Its jughead," my heart drops. "Is he ok, what happened." Just then I hear a lound crash come from up-stairs. "OMG Fangs, what was that?!" "We're not sure, it's been going on for about an hour, you would think that he'd run out of things to throw by now. Can you go see what the hell is going on." "Sure", I run up the stairs at stand outside Jugs door. I open it, "Juggy?" I step in and he throws a glass next to my head, "Get out!" he yells. I scream and leave the room. I descend down the stairs and Tony comes up to me. "Betty! Are you alright?!" "I'm fine just shaken up. Ahh" I touch the side of my face and it's bleeding." "OMG. Let me patch that up for you she says." "Thanks." We head to the bar and all the serpents return their attention to the top of the stairs. "What happened?!" She asks me. "Jug threw a glass next to my head, it shattered and must of cut me." "He threw a glass at you?!" "I hope he's ok" I say. "Are you?" she asks me. "I'm fine. I've just never seen Jug like this before." "None of us have" she says. "Do you think it's my fault?" I squeak. "God no Betty. You haven't done anything wrong. Jughead can be a temperamental person, so I'm sure what ever happened was much more significant than anything you could do, he probably just..." "I'm pregnant." I blurt.

"OMG! Betty  congratulations!" She embraces me in a hug "Shhhh" I tell her. She pulls back, "Wait, jughead through a glass at your head even though your pregnant!" "Tony please be quiet... Jughead doesn't know. You and my friend Kevin are the only ones. Please don't tell anybody." "I won't, I promise. Oh betty congratulations, I'm so happy for you and jughead. If you don't mind me asking, why haven't you told him yet?" "I just found out, and I had planned on telling him today, but after that theatrical performance, I think I need to reconsider whether I want him in my baby's life."

Jughead pov
What have I done. I'm such an idiot, Betty didn't deserve that, and the way she screamed made me hurt inside. Oh my God, what if I hurt her. I look around my office. I've made such a mess. I begin to re-turn the tables and chairs and place all fragments of glass and other broken objects into the bin. I open my door and everyone is looking at me. I go downstairs and head to the bar, on it is Betty, and Tony is tending to a fresh wound. One that I created. I walk over to her and reach out to touch her shoulder, but she reclines in fear. I grab a bottle of whisky and head back-up stairs.

I go to my room and don't come out for the following 2 days.

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