Never Quit Loving You

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Turns out the best chapters are made by three to four hours of continuous writing. I should write in a candlelit room more often. (: Enjoy.

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"Okay, let me get this straight, girl. You had sex with Jughead Jones in his hotel room after not having seen him for three and a half years, and not once did you think of your shared son that he doesn't know about."

Betty bit her lip harder and gave her friend a single nod.

She didn't know what she was waiting for. But a smirk and a burst of hysterical laughter from the redhead wasn't it.

"Cheryl..." she sighed, tilting her head while the woman in front of her wiped her eyes while leaning forward and laughing. "I'm serious. I didn't tell him. Everyone in this town knows about my story. About our story. And he's walking around the streets, probably enjoying his favorite meal at Pop's, with everyone there to tell him if they only wished."

"Babe, you worry way too much." A smirk lingered on her cherry lips. "This is pure comedy. Genius."

"Cher—"

"Imagine," the redhead chuckled and raised her hands, dramatically widening her eyes. "A big Hollywood headline. The Cooper-Joneses as we know them. Reaching your local theaters next Monday."

Betty didn't look amused when the woman's brown eyes met hers. Cheryl bit back her smile while sighing. "Betty, lighten up. You're gonna tell him anyway. Who cares from he hears it from."

"I do."

"Wait, back to the previous topic for a moment—"

"Cheryl—"

"What was the sex like?"

Betty's comments died on her tongue as her eyes rose to look at her best friend. Her frown disappeared and eyes lightened a bit as the corners of her mouth pulsated upward. Cheryl's grin widened, showing off her perfectly white teeth.

"There's the totally in-love high schooler I first made friends with. Tell me all about it, oh dearest cousin."

The blonde rolled her eyes at the dramatic tendencies of her and shrugged a bit. "I don't think I should... You're gonna go blab to Kevin over the phone the moment I turn my back at you."

"I won't."

The statement sounded sincere and truthful. And Betty, whose chest was bubbling up with emotions from yesterday, opened her mouth immediately. "It was amazing, Cheryl. Absolutely mind-blowing. It was all I've dreamed about in these past years. Literally, all I've thought about."

"Yeah?" the redhead smiled. "Was it the same as in high school?"

Betty had spilled to her two best friends about her fetish a while ago in a game of truth-or-dare. They teased her about it quite a lot, but from what she knew, both of them were way kinkier in bed, so she had lost most of the shame in the past few years.

"Well, no..." The redhead raising her eyebrow was all that Betty needed for the encouragement to continue. "He used to always take his time and tease me a lot to turn both of us on, but we were way past that point when we got to his room. He had me pinned up against the wall at one point, but then the next I knew, we were both half-naked and fucking."

The woman in front of her laughed out in joy, clearly relishing herself and the moment. "And then? You fell asleep?"

When Betty lowered her head and bit her lip, blinking a bit more than usual, her blond hair fell into her face. She shook her head, still staring at the ground. "We went again."