✔︎ The Gang Leaders | Bughead

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐱: 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐎𝐫 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐞?

Betty's POV

I woke up to the smell of bacon and the soft sound of 40s style music. I turn over on my back, remembering the night before: how I almost killed Jughead, how we cuddled in a hospital, I lost my trailer, he helped me through a panic attack, and offered me his bed.

I smile, realizing how close we've gotten. Then I remember how suspicious I was last night. My smile fades and I sit up in bed.

I was going to look at my phone some, but I turn to the nightstand to see it's not there.

I decide to hop out of bed and walk to the kitchen. But then I realize I'm only wearing one of Jughead's shirts. I blush, realizing I should probably put some pants on.

I look around in his dresser drawers to see if I can find something... why does he have handcuffs? Wait! Nevermind, I don't wanna know. I keep snooping around but come up short of anything to wear on my legs.

Well, that's fine. I don't think he can see my panties or anything. I mean, it's just my legs. It's like I'm wearing a mini skirt... except I'm wearing my enemy's shirt.

I walk towards the door to his bedroom and slowly open it. I peek out and see him in gray sweatpants and messy hair, cooking some bacon with some quiet music playing.

I smile a bit, it's not everyday you see a gang leader looking so vulnerable like this. It's kinda cute. What! No! No, it's not! Shut up, brain! 

"Good morning," I smile softly, still standing in the doorway.

He turns around, surprised. Then he looks me up and down and smile too. I blush at how he looked at me. Why?! I hate him! Brain, do you understand that! I hate him!

"Mornin'."

I sit down at the small dining room table and watch him. His voice was so raspy, God that was cute.

Okay, I don't like him. I just find him less repulsive. He's attractive, I'll give him that. But I still hate his guts.

"Hope you like your bacon extra crispy," he chuckles, shaking me from my thoughts.

"Oh, that's the only way I eat it."

"Same," he turns around and smiles at me.

He's being too nice; It's killing my mood.

"Bacon's done," he says as he brings the bacon on a plate over to the table. "I also made some, uh, some eggs. Hope you like 'em scrambled," he chuckles.

"Yep," I respond, popping the "p".

He sets the bacon and eggs down on the table. "Hey, you want some coffee?" He asks.

"Do you have any vodka?"

He looks at me shocked. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding," I laugh. "Could I just have some water?"

He nods and goes over to the fridge to get me some.

I think it's time I start asking some questions. "So, Jones..." I start.

He starts walking over to the table again with the water in his hand. "Why'd you try and run me off the road yesterday?"

He kinda stops for a second. I can tell he's hiding something.

"I, um-" I cut him off.

"Why are you being so nice to me?"

He just stares at me. He sets my water on the table. "Look Betty, I don't know what you think you're getting onto, but I'm not hiding anything."

"I never said or insinuated that you were hiding anything; I'm just curious as to how you can go from hating me and trying to run me off the road to helping me through a panic attack and letting me sleep in your bed."

"Goddamnit, Betty," he yells and hits the table. "What do you want me to say?! Huh? I tried to run you off the road on purpose? Is that it?"

"I don't know, did you?"

He just stares at me for a second. He's absolutely fuming right now. "Betty, we're getting along just fine, don't ruin it now!"

"Jughead, I don't want to have a friendship with you if I don't even know why you like me suddenly!"

"What the hell do you want me to say?!"

"The truth, Jughead!"

"Fine! The Ghoulies were tired of going after the Serpents! I said I would take care of it, but they didn't believe me! They said I haven't been known to fulfill my promises! So, I said I would kill the Serpent Queen, they said if I didn't, the Ghoulies... they wouldn't exist anymore!"

I look at him in shock. He tried to fucking murder me!

"I didn't want to hurt you, but they were all I had left! And now, they're gone. And Betty, I feel guilty! I'm ashamed! That's why I'm being so nice to you!"

I start breathing heavy. "You tried to fucking murder me!"

"Betty-" I cut him off with a sharp slap to the face.

"Burn in hell!" I say as I walk back to his bedroom and grab the handcuffs that I found in his drawer earlier.

I walk back into the kitchen. "Betty, what are you-" I push him back, hard enough to where his back hits the fridge.

I grab his wrist and cuff it to the fridge. "Betty, what the hell?!"

"I'm leaving," I say more calmly as I walk to where I folded the clothes I wore last night.

I take them to his bedroom and close the door. I put my back against and slide down it. I start to cry a bit. "I can't believe I started to trust him. I can't believe I stayed at the hospital with him. I can't believe I started to not hate him!"

I hear him yelling at me to let him go but I don't listen. I just get dressed as quick as I can, I grab my phone, and pull a bobby pin out of my hair.

I walk to the kitchen and start picking the lock with the pin. "Next time you try me, Jones, I won't let you out," I say.

He looks at me shocked, as if he expected me to not let him out.

Eventually the locks pops open. "There," I stand up and walk out of his trailer. My bike is at the Wyrm, so that's where I'm walking.

A/N: this chapter was so chaotic lol. So many exclamation points! But yeah, this is kinda a filler chapter but it also goes along with the plot. So I guess it's just an average chapter? Not my fav but it's finnnne. Please comment on the story. I would appreciate any constructive criticism. Okieee that's it.

With love, as always,
Ella