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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐞𝐧: 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫

Betty's POV

I got to the Wyrm and unlock the door, making sure I re-locked it once I got inside.

I head over to the basement that was still locked and unlocked it.

I suddenly hear a light click on and see that I'm not alone.

"What are you doing here?!"

I jump and turn around to see Jughead sitting on the stairs.

"Um, how did you get in here?" I ask him.

"I'll tell you if you answer my question."

"No... my bar, my rules," I argue.

"Fine. The window was unlocked," he point to the window by the back door of the Wyrm.

"Yeah, I should check that more often," I say as I try to make a run for it downstairs but he grabs my wrists before I can.

"Uh-uh. Tell me what you're doing here."

"Jones, what are you even doing here?"

"I asked you first," he smirked.

And I don't know what came over me but I needed to distract him. I pull him by his jacket and kissed him.

It wasn't long, there was no passion. It was literally a "shut up" kiss.

But after I pull away he grabs the back of my neck and pulls me back in. I kiss back and I don't even know why.

I have no feelings for him. I feel nothing right now. But at the same time, I don't want him to stop.

But I then remember that he's in a relationship. I quickly push him away. I may hate Ginger but I still don't want him to cheat on her. Especially if I'm the one he's cheating with.

"What's wrong?" He asks breathless.

"This is wrong," I say, also out of breath.

"What do you mean? It feels pretty right to me."

"Ginger. You're still together with her. I'm sorry, Jughead, but I am 100% against cheating."

"Well then I'll break up with her," says as he tries to kiss me again.

I push him away. "Jughead, that kiss meant nothing. It was to get you off my case."

He looks at me a little broken. "So you seriously haven't felt anything for me?" He asks in disbelief.

Well I couldn't really say no, cause that would be lying. As much as I hate to admit it, I have thought about us together. Especially when he got jealous today.

"I-"

"Okay, Betty, this may be a bit fast, you're right about that, but seriously you make me so happy."

"Jughead, I just- I can't... tonight. I'm sorry," I say as I run downstairs.

I would have thought he would've followed me. A part of me wanted him to follow me. But he didn't. He went home.