A/N: This is the first fic I'm posting so I'm a bit nervous. All feedback is welcomed! Please let me know what you guys think. Also, a major thanks to itstenafterfour on tumblr for reading this over for me and helping ease my nerves :)

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Note: I changed the timeline slightly. The Blossom murder occurred during the Summer of their Junior year so as of right now, this is post graduation. Fred Andrews was not shot in this story. There will be time jumps that will be acknowledged at the beginning of the chapter.

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Betty Cooper and Jughead Jones rarely, if ever, argued. They agreed on most things and could easily compromise if needed. But as she sat on her pink bedsheets sobbing, Betty Cooper felt her world imploding on itself. She knew that Archie had warned her time and time again that Jughead would do his best to push her away, especially now that he was beginning to handle FP's responsibilities to the Southside Serpents. It wasn't something she was comfortable with, despite how welcoming they were to her, but with a few minor fights between the couple- the entire ordeal was left alone. Jughead had been distant since he accepted their offer but Betty had managed to convince herself that with just a few months left before they started their journey at NYU that Jughead couldn't fall that far down the hole that was the Serpents. After all, they had plans for their future and Juggie wouldn't simply abandon them, right?

Wrong.

"Juggie, I don't understand. We had a plan." Betty's forehead crinkled as she stood in FP's old office at the Whyte Wyrm. Jughead took over it since FP had gotten locked up. He was sitting at the desk, eyebrows furrowed over the paperwork in front of him. He was hardly paying any attention to the blonde staring him down. His eyes scanned over the papers and the silence seemed to stretch on. "Jughead, can you please say something?" she pleaded. She felt like her heart was slowly shattering but she refused to let it show. She hadn't realized they were so deep in until now. He was spending less time with her, drinking at the Whyte Wyrm, always with the Serpents… but she kept pretending everything was normal and now the truth was forcing its way to the surface.

His eyes snapped up and something in them grew dark. "You want me to say something, Betty? Fine. You had the perfect life and future mapped out with me in it. Everything was so perfectly set with a fucking pink bow on top but I can't do that shit Betty. It's never going to happen." he growled. Betty was shocked, he had never even raised his voice at her before. She opened her mouth to say something but he cut her off. "I'm tired of pretending that this fantasy of ours is going to become a reality. I'm a Serpent, Betty. This is my family now and I'm not leaving them." Jughead spat at her. Each word he said stung and her fists began to curl up in an attempt to regain control of her emotions. Her nails started to dig into her palm and his eyes flickered to her fists but he remained silent. "Jughead, I love you and I'm telling you now that you can't have both me and the Serpents. If you chose them, I'm done." Betty's big blue eyes were pleading with him not to do this to them, not to leave their relationship like this but he refused to meet her eyes. She was searching his face for anything that hinted at the Jughead she knew and loved, but he simply wasn't there. "I choose them." he said coldly.

Betty felt her heart drop. Tears were threatening to escape from her eyes as she stared at the floor. She wanted to run. Run as far away as she could from him, from the Serpents, from this town but she was glued to her seat with a sob stuck in her throat. She doesn't know how long she sat there but his voice snapped her out of it. He had moved from his seat and was now standing infront his desk, just a few feet away from her. "Get out, Betty." he said angrily as he ran his hand through his hair. She looked up and this was not the man she was in love with. No, he had been replaced by someone far angrier and nastier than he could ever be. She didn't recognize the man in front of her. And with that thought, all the tears she had been holding back came rushing down as she bolted out of his office, through the crowd of Serpents where she felt every set of eyes on her, and to her car with her fists curled tighter than ever before.

Alice Cooper walked into her youngest daughter's room and saw her curled up, sobbing in the middle of her bed. Since she separated from her husband a few months ago, she was slowly becoming a changed person. Polly moved back in and Alice was helping happily with the twins. She became more supportive of her daughters and was trying to keep her controlling impulses at bay. She was becoming the mother they both longed for.

She went and sat next to her daughter. "I'm guessing it didn't exactly go well" she said as she rubbed Betty's arm soothingly. "I didn't even get to tell him about the program. I think we're really done." Betty bit her lip to stop her sobs from escaping but it just made it worse and she curled further into herself. Alice sighed, remembering herself in the same position 20 years ago. "Betty, you and Jughead have been through so much together at such a young age & he's in over his head with the Serpents. He's going to need you to help pull him out of it before he drowns. He loves you, honey. You need to fight for him." Betty was shocked at her mother's growing affection for her boyfriend. Despite all of the changes her mother has made and her attempts to accept Jughead, Betty could see that this was something she struggled with but hearing her mom now- she could hear the love she had for her estranged boyfriend. And she decided she just might take Alice's advice.

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Betty woke up at noon to the sun glaring through her window. Her eyes were puffy and bloodshot, the skin around her eyes almost the exact shade of sickly pink painted on her wall. She groaned and rolled off the bed as she felt the sun burning the sensitive area after a long night of tears. She dragged herself into the bathroom to carry out her daily routine. As she brushed her teeth, the events from last night flashed through her mind. She thought back to the conversation with her mom last night and what she told her. She wasn't sure how she was going to execute this, but she knew she was going to get her Juggie back… Tonight.

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That night Betty pulled up to the Whyte Wyrm still unsure of what she was doing. She didn't waste any time working out the kinks in her plan but decided to face this head-on. She headed into the bar with a determined look on her face. She spotted Viper behind the bar handing beers to Joaquin and a few other young Serpents. Joaquin was laughing at something one of the boys said when he noticed Betty. She could've sworn she saw a flash of panic in his eyes when he saw her but she shrugged it off and hurried to Jughead's office before anyone could distract her.

As she walked up the stairs, the music from downstairs faded and was replaced with an arrhythmic banging and muffled sounds coming from one of the offices. Betty speedily ran towards Jughead's office fearing what he was experiencing beyond that door. She flung the door open and tears started spilling from her eyes as she took in the scene before her. Red lace panties were perched on the corner of the same seat she was sitting in yesterday with several other articles of clothing scattered around on the ground. Jughead was standing between two perfectly bronzed legs with his pants pooled at his ankles. His face was buried in the crook of her neck with both of their raven locks seemingly blending together with the exception of the infamous grey beanie. She was sitting on the side of his desk with her legs wrapped around Jughead's waist as he thrusted into her. One arm had found its way around his neck while the other laid on the desk behind her keeping her mostly upright.

A sobbed wracked through Betty drawing the attention of the pair in the room. Jughead was still inside the mystery female when he noticed Betty and his eyes widened in horror. He opened his mouth to say something but Betty found herself racing through the Whyte Wyrm once again. She distantly heard someone yelling after her but she was running on autopilot, she needed to get away. Away from Jughead, away from the Serpents, away from Riverdale.

Jughead stumbled after Betty, calling and begging after her, barely holding his pants up with one hand. She ran through the door before he managed to drag himself down the stairs. He gave up on chasing her, knowing that he was the one that slammed that door in his own face. He fell onto the dirty floor of the Wyrm and allowing his sobs to consume him with the image of Betty's tear-stricken face burning into his thoughts.