A Dark Love

Here with You

Veronica POV:

Today was a particularly good day.

I mean for Jughead at least.

We got our plan in action. We planted a bunch of evidence for some of the the murders, and pointed them all to Jughead.

After that the Russian Mafia would tell me what I should do with Jughead, and after telling them that he got framed, they would probably tell me how to break him out of jail.

This is super necessary because after we finish them off, I need to find a way to get Jughead out of jail.

We were lying in bed after a long day.

My head was resting on his chest, while he used his right hand to stroke my hair. Oh yeah, we're naked.

"Veronica..."

"Yes?"

"Who did you lose your virginity to? Was it to Archie?" He said with a little bit of anger in his voice.

"Actually..." I still remember it. In 9th grade.

"What's wrong?" He said frowning as tears exited my eyes.

"My first time...I was raped."

His hand stopped stroking my hair.

"Jug-"

"Who?" He asked. Although it didn't sound like he was asking. His voice was cold and full of venom.

"Jug, you don't hav-"

"WHO?!" He yelled. At this point I knew I couldn't do anything. 

"Brandon Smith."

Jughead got up and put on his clothes. He got his black leather jacket, black ripped jeans, and his black gloves.

"Don't wait for me. I'll be back soon." And with that he left.

I gulped. 

Jughead was about to kill,

And he wanted too.

Jughead POV:

After I finished calling Selena, who told me where I could go find him, I got on my motorcycle. 

Yeah it would be easier to fly, but I needed to get some of the anger out. 

But the more I tried to be less angry, the more angry I got. I hate the thought of some man raping Veronica.

My girlfriend.

I was going to kill him. I was going to torture him so bad, that Hell would look like Heaven to him.

As I thought of different ways to torture him, I arrived at the house. He was conveniently living in Greendale, which was super close.

I broke down the door, not even caring about the alarm.

He jumped up in shock from the couch he was watching Netflix from.

"Who are you?!"

"Your doom."

Veronica POV:

I sat on the couch in front of my phone. As I sat patiently, I waited for Jughead's call.

I wouldn't eat dinner, I wouldn't go anywhere until he came back to me.

Minute by minute, I grew worried.

He should've come back now.

1 hour later, still no message. No call. No nothing.