stay away

Part 6

Betty pov

It was dark when I woke up and for some reason I felt lonely and abandoned. My feeling it was still in the middle of the night was confirmed by my phone when I saw that it was only 3 am and I was still lying on the couch where I had enjoyed pure ecstasy a few hours earlier. I still felt the sweet feeling of being sore between my legs but the next moment I was ashamed of this, how should I call it, mistake?

I'm not the kind of woman who sleeps with random strangers and then lives her day as if nothing had happened, because I'm actually more of a romantic type and like to get to know people before I do something as intimate as sex with them. But last night I couldn't stand the desire for him anymore and did something that was so untypical for me that I couldn't believe it myself. However, I would describe it as the best sex of my life, because never before have I lost myself in a man as I did in him. It really scared me how perfectly we were matched and how easy it was with him. Of course I know that this was a one-time thing and won't happen again but my mind is playing through the last night over and over again. I sat up to get a clear mind and picked up my clothes from the floor. Somehow I was hurt because I woke up alone in an unknown place but what did I expect? That the leader of a dangerous gang would cuddle up with me? Dream on Betty Cooper.

I got dressed and with the flashlight of my phone I tried to find a way to the exit which to my surprise was successful and less than 5 minutes later I was standing in the cool night air in front of the Whyte Wyrm. Only then did I realize that I had no way to get home on the fastest way, because Cheryl and Veronica had taken my car. Should I call them? No, not a good idea, they would just tear me apart and ask where I was and what I had done. Their 100 missed calls on my phone proved this theory, so I called a totally sleepy Kevin and luckily he agreed to pick me up.

I already saw his surprised but sceptical look when he stopped in front of me with his car. Less than two seconds after I opened the door and sat down on the passenger seat, Kevin was asking me questions.

"Can you please tell me why I have to pick you up from the Serpents Bar in the middle of the night?" he asked me imperatively and put his "there's no way out" expression on. I turned to him and tried to look innocent but Kevin saw right through me.

"Cheryl and Veronica wanted-"

"Woa, woa, woa is that a hickey on your neck? Holy shit, who was the lucky one who got to taste innocent Betty Cooper?" he asked enthusiastically and clapped his hands with joy as I sank deeper and deeper into my seat, ashamed.

"I don't know what you are talking about. Could you please drive off?"

"Uh huh, no. First tell me who conquered you or we'll still be standing here tomorrow night." he threatened and looked pretty serious so I had no choice but to tell him.

"Jughead Jones." I whispered and waited for a reaction from him. His face changed from amused to shocked in seconds with his eyes getting bigger and bigger and his mouth opening to give a squeezed gasp.

"WHAT? You made out with Jughead Jones? The Jughead Jones? The leader of the Southside Serpents? Are you kidding me?" he screamed through the car and made me flinch. I didn't want to say anything but Kevin demanded with a gesture of his hand that I have to tell him more, so I did.

"Not only did we make out Kevin, we had sex but somehow I get the feeling he was just using me to vent his anger."

"He raped you?" he burst out angry.

"No, no, no, oh God no he didn't. I wanted it too and Kevin it was the best sex in my life but I know we didn't have sex because he thinks I'm so gorgeous but because he's just a man who can't control his dick." He had a worried look on his face and I was sure I knew what he was going to say and I was 100% right.