"When it comes to love, walking away is not an option...."
Betty Cooper is an ordinary college freshman girl who works as a stripper in a bar ran by the most notorious gang in town. Her abusive foster mom, who is nonetheless a part of the reckless gang, keeps on taking leverage of the young blonde by her calloused ways in order to make money with her nymphet body.
But her life took a huge turn when her ex-boyfriend, Jughead Jones, now the leader of another vicious gang, sets foot in the bar she was working in, feasting his eyes on the blonde goddess who was regardless showing her moves on the pole in a black lace lingerie.
It felt like the whole world just stopped. All the past memories were back- when he wasn't a gang leader and they used to date in high school, all before they broke up and she left her hometown after the death of her beloved parents. Him, the rebel without a cause, Her, the heartbroken beauty carrying the past burden on her delicate shoulders. But the only similarity is their eternal love for each other, which somewhat still exists buried deep in their hearts.
What happened was all the way unanticipated, yet inevitable, but not more than what was yet to come...
~A Bughead Story~
[ This is probably my first fanfic.
Sorry if I make some mistakes, I'm Indian]