Step-siblings (bughead)

18. Mood swings (edited)

Betty Pov

It's been currently 6 months since my injury. As I said before the bruise stayed as a scar, faint but still there. I sometimes tell my self that I am the canvas and life just decided to paint on me. 

Makes me feel slightly better sometimes, even though it makes me really self conscious. Gladly I am fully healed now, allowed to do sports again, feel like a fat ass already, and allowed to head back to school, which I defenitely didn't miss.

These past six months have been the best ever. My family finally felt complete, and I actually couldn't be at a better state of mind. My mother was back to her old loving way I always knew her for, and improved her mental health helped by a theraptist, which she still sees.

Fp has grown onto me like a real dad, and I still haven't heard anything from my biological pathetic excuse of a father. 

Also sperm donor how my lovely name for him is.

I think I am relatively happy I haven't heard from him, I wouldn't know what I would've done if he suddenly stood infront of the house door. It would just cause pain for my mother and generally family trouble.

But the thing is, I can't really miss him because I can't remember how he was, or what we liked to do together. 

Between me and Jughead it feels more than a family and over these months, where he always has been there and did everything I couldn't do for me, my feelings just had grown stronger and bigger and I was a hundred procent sure that I had a huge crush on him. 

Sadly I don't think he feels the same way or does he? I don't know I am very confused and hormonal, because I just got my period and my stomach feels like it's being ripped open. 

That is the reason why I am currently curled up in a ball in my bed, groaning every 2 minutes, hating the fact that I am a girl and have to live through that pain.

Like, what did we do to deserve this?

I was so lost in my self pity, that I didn't hear my bedroom door opening and closing with a soft thud. 

Tears were built up in my eyes, ready to be shed, but I refuse to cry because of period cramps. I survived a internal bleeding with just a few tears (or more, nobody has to know *wink*) so I will survive theSE STUPID MOTHERFUCKIN CRA-

''Betts?'' A soft voice from behind whispers. ''Huh?'' I groan out, trying to roll over, deciding then not to because the pain wasn't bearable.

''Hey, what's wrong?'' I indentified the voice as Jugheads soothing concerned one. 

''I'm-'' I took a deep breath ''-fine''  Suddenly Jughead walked on the other side of the bed facing me. Worry lines on his forehead clearly visible.

His hand starts to stroke my cheek softly, as he kneeled on the floor next to the bed. He was studying every inch of my face, searching for a hint on what's wrong.

''Hey, talk to me, what hurts?'' Oh he knows me too well by now.

''M-my stomach'' I blink my tears away and look him straight in the eyes. His ocean blue eyes swirling with concern. 

''Is it because of your injury?!'' I could tell he was just a few seconds away from getting an attack. 

I shake my head, squeezing my eyes shut again. ''N-no. My p-period'' I heard a sharp intake of breath as another earth-shattering cramp squeezes my abdomen. 

''U-uhhh'' He stammered out. I knew he had no idea what to do or what to get me and it was kinda cute.

''I'll get you something'' He whispers after a few seconds. With a last stroke on my head, I heard him stand up and leave my room.

I pray to god I hope he actually gets me something that works, he can be an idiot sometimes.

An idiot that you looooveeee!

Shut the fuck up brain! I've never even said anything about love.

But we all know you dooooo!

Shaking my head in disbelive that I was losing my sanity and talking to myself I pray that Jughead would hurry the fuck up.

Not even five minutes later I heard my door open and close, this time more silently. Inside I was 'aaawwww'ing' but on the outside I was crunching my face up in pain and groaning-

Call me a wimp, but cramps are the worst.

Suddenly I felt something warm on my stomach, spreading around the area, immidiately taking some of the pain.

Opening my eyes I see that Jughead placed a hot-water bottle on my stomach, still holding it to secure it. 

I quickly placed my hand on it, so he could retard his. I glance up at him giving him a soft pained smile, which he returned, as if he could feel the pain with me. 

''I also got you lots of chocolate, as far as I know girls love it'' He chuckled nervously as he placed 5 bars of my favourite chocolate on the bedside table. My grin only widened at his cuteness I swear I was one second away from crying rivers.

Also he placed some painkillers with a glass of water next to them and finally I let my tears flow. See I told you I wasn't far away from crying. 

As he looked back to me his smile turned into a frown, his thumb quickly wiping my tears.

''What's wrong? Hey, look at me, you're okay, I can get you something else if you don't like this-'' He told me while lifting my chin. I never knew Jughead was so cute.

''NO! I-I'm sorry I-I don't k-know why I'm crying b-b-but this is so cute a-a-and-'' By now I was full on sobbing, probably looking like a ugly mess. 

I only heard a small laugh, which made my tears stop and my face morphed into a scowl.

''Are you loughing at me Jones?!'' I said with a deadly tone, making him pale immidiately. Firstly I never call him Jones and second in the last months we became closer and never had a fight.

''I am sorry baby'' Jughead said in a soothing voice, my heart fluttering at the nickname. ''I would never lough at you, you're just too cute.'' I smiles softly and my face goes back to the soft. 

''C-can you lay with me?'' I whispered shyly, suddenly feeling very clingy, and needing him near. I actually feel as if we are already more a couple than 'just friends'. He nods, smiling softly and goes behind me, letting himself drop. The bed bounced up and down because of his weight making me also bounce ontop.

I let out a giggle, as suddenly hands went around my waist, as I realized he was spooning me. Sighing in content I felt the warmth spread from his chest through my whole back, his feet entangled with mine, both of us covered by my thick blanket. 

As I was nearly falling asleep I heard  him whisper in my ear ''Do you trust me?'' His breath fanned against my ear, sending a plesurable shiver down my spine. 

I give him a weak nod but my eyes were wide open, waiting what he will do next. I felt his hands move from around my waist to my abdomen. I felt him lifting up my shirt, stopping just right under my bra line, making my breath hitch, but also feel so giddy.

I love every touch of him.

His rather cool hands settle on my stomach, starting to slowely massage the flesh there. A satisfied moan made itself out of my mouth, feeling the tension leave my stomach.

I heard a faint chuckle behind me, fanning against my ear again. Everything grew more faint  until I felt myself fall in a deep sleep, with the soft massages of Jughead on my tummy.

A/N

I know, it was rather boring but so much drama happened in the lat chapters so I decided to go for a rather drama-less one, with a cute caring side from Jughead. 

Anyways have a great day/night my lovelies :)