Bughead oneshots 2

Tangerine

"Give me the remote" Betty whined, reaching up trying to grab it off of her boyfriend.

"Come get it" he smirked, still laying across the sofa with his arm up in the air gripping the remote control. She climbed on top of him straddling his waist, leaning down pressing a kiss to his lips.

He immediately relaxed kissing back passionately, his arm falling down. Betty smirked grabbing the remote "Oi! Elizabeth Cooper!" he complained.

"Sorry....Forsythe" she smirked, running out of the living room quickly. He hated that name, running after her grabbing her by her waist. She shrieked and giggled, trying to squirm away but he picked her up over his shoulder.

"Put me down!" she squealed, kicking her legs. He laughed grabbing the remote as he dropped her down onto the sofa. She was about to attack again when the phone rang throughout the house.

"Give me a minute, it's probably just my mum checking in" she sighed, pecking his lips before she walked down the hallway and picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Tangerine, Tangerine, Tangerine"

Jughead grabbed the popcorn bowl finding the movie he wanted to watch with a smirk "Bub hurry up before I eat all the popcorn!" he called out. No response.

"Hey, was it your mum?" he asked when she walked back in the room. No response.

"Betts?" he questioned, furrowing his eyebrows when he saw her stood their frozen. Her arm came out from behind her back, producing a large kitchen knife. Jughead's eyes widened in panic, not understanding what was happening.

"Betty? What are you doing? If you're joking this isn't funny..." he chuckled awkwardly, putting down the popcorn. She slowly began to walk towards him, a stone cold expression on her pale face as she gripped the knife. Jughead backed away from her instantly "Betty please, what's going on? Talk to me"

She didn't say a word, lips pressed tightly together as she backed him into the wall. Jughead stared into her eyes, they were dull. He stared at her expression, once again dull. She didn't look like Betty Cooper, she didn't seem herself...almost hypnotized.

"Hypnotized" he whispered, snapping his fingers in her face. All of a sudden she blinked and looked down at her hand. "W-why am I holding a kn-nife" she stammered.

Jughead stood there in shock, terrified that he could've been killed right then and there. "Juggie? Oh my- did..did I..I was" she spoke, blinking so fast her head was all over the place. "I tried to kill you" she whispered.

She reached out to touch him causing the scared boy to flinch. "You're... you're scared of me" she murmured, tears welling in her eyes. "I'm a monster" she gasped, dropping the knife.

"No no you're not, you're not" he assured, snapping into action. "You were under some sort of control, this wasn't you"

"No, no I tried to hurt you. I was going to...someone called me and I..." she spoke frantically, backing away. "I need to go, get away from me Jughead. I don't want to hurt you" she cried, running out.

"No Betty wait!" he yelled, running after her. He knew it wasn't her, his Betty would never do that. He couldn't blame her for something like this. He ran as fast as he could skidding as he caught up to her. He grabbed her by the waist not letting her go "Put your hand on my cheek" he whispered.

"Why?" she asked confused, tears streaming down her face.
"Just do it" he pleaded, watching as she hesitantly reached out cupping his cheek.

"See, you're not hurting me. You could never hurt me" he whispered, placing his hand over hers. She broke down into sobs as he pulled her into his chest. "It's okay Betts sshhh, I'm okay" he soothed, picking her up by her thighs and carrying her back to the Cooper house.

He layed her down on the sofa stroking her hair back as he knelt down next to her "This isn't your fault Betts, I'm not blaming you" he whispered, knowing what his girlfriend was like. She would get swallowed up in all the guilt of this.

He took her shaky hand in both of his, pressing a kiss to her knuckles. "Do you want me to leave you for a bit?" he asked gently, not knowing if she needed some time alone.

"No" she replied almost in an instant, grabbing his arm. "I don't want it to happen again"

"It won't, I won't let it. I'll figure out who did this to you, I promise" he answered sternly.

"Hold me" she mumbled, her voice cracking. He climbed in behind her, wrapping his arms around her tightly. Their noses brushed together gently before she tucked her head into his chest.