Jughead POV
I'm going through a roller coaster of emotions and I don't know how to process this news. I'm happy for the new journey ahead of us, I'm sad as Alice won't be here for Betty as she won't have her mother to help her through it, angry because this is part my fault and now with the Serpent it is going to be a bit harder for Betty. What do I do, I need someone to talk to. Jughead "dad I really need to talk to you slash rant please" F.P "ok son I'm on my way home" he hangs up the phone. I need to talk to my dad he should be able to help me out or at least talk some sense into me.
I'm sitting on the edge of my bed with my hands through my hair. I hear my dad's engine of the bike pull up. I get up and open the door for him. He walks in. "what's up son" for a moment I don't answer "Jug what's going on you look like you have seen a ghost?" he asks again "it's Betty" "is she ok, Jug what is going on you're barley talking" he's right "BETTY IS PREGNANT" I bellow. My fathers face had colour and now there is noting "ok" is that all he has to say "Ok is that all" I think I'm starting to get frustrated "I know she is going to keep it as it's Betty but Jug your both only sixteen how did this happen" A question I don't know how to answer or the answer " I don't know dad well it happened after Alice's wake, but I don't know we were safe, Betty is with Veronica and I don't know were only sixteen like you said what are we suppose to do she isn't going to get rid of it and I don't want her to, but it's too soon were not even adults yet, this is all happening to fast" I rant loudly " "it's ok Jug you just have to be there and help Betty through it, but it's just like high school you and Betty are like Alice and I joining a gang being king and Queen, Betty falling Pregnant like Alice did at sixteen you two remind me of high school except you are smarter" he explains "dad I don't know if I can do this, I don't think I'm ready to be a father yet",
Betty POV (ok so this her coming back and then arriving to the door)
I say goodbye to Veronica. As I am about to get on my Bike I take a moment to think. Is Juggie okay, I swing my leg around my bike and zoom off. I might as well enjoy the rides I have because I won't be able to ride much when my stomach turns into a whale.
I get to the trailer to hear Jug speaking loud and F.P's voice as well. Jug is talking about the pregnancy. I make my way to the door holding my gear when I hear Jug say he isn't ready to be a father, "Jug" I whimper,
Jughead
her face is blank and sad was she listening this whole time, My dad leans over to see her. Her hands are placed on her stomach "Bets listen to me please" she is half turning away "Betty" my dad yells out to her. she is making her way back to her bike putting on her helmet, I chase her "Bets please listen to me" I need to explain to her.
Betty POV
He is standing before me "Betty please don't leave let me explain" he say "Jug I," I can't bare to finish my sentence. I push back the bike and speed off. "BETS" Jug shouts out to me. Trickles of tears come down my eyes. I don't know where I am driving to, I pull over on the side of the rode to make a call Betty "Hey Cheryl are you home" Cheryl "sorry Betty Toni and I are out for the day and night hope your ok, I really must be going", the line goes dead. Toni and Cheryl are not here, I can't go the Wyrm because Jug will look for me there, where do I go. It comes to me. I keep on driving to the destination.
I am standing outside the door that could be no one in the apartment. I knock on the door hoping for the door to open. It opens. "Betty, what's wrong" "can I stay here for today or a night" I ask, "of course come in" Sweet-Pea moves out of the way for me. I take a seat on his couch, he goes to the kitchen to get me a drink I think. When he comes back he hands me a cup of coffee, I've already had Coffee and too much can effect the baby "I can't have anymore coffee today sorry" I say "wait, you never say no to coffee what's wrong" I must tell him, "I'm pregnant" two words that are causing fights "let me guess Jug was ok at first but then flipped out to F.P" I nod in return "Princess your more than welcome to say as long as you need, is there anything you need" Sweet-Pea is very kind to offer his apartment to me "a shower, am I allowed to use your shower?" I hope "go for it, right is on Left is off Princess I'm here if you need to talk" "thanks Sweat-Pea" I thank. I get into the bathroom and close the door shut. I strip off and run the water. I step into the nice warm and cold water that runs down my creamy skin, the water makes me think. I stand in the shower for a couple of minutes and turn it off. I step out, I dry of the droplets of water and put on my clothes I had on before, I dry my hair and look into the mirror. I am going to be a mother, I place my hands on my stomach that has my child inside. I go back out to the lounge to see Sweet-Pea reading "wow I never thought to see you with a book in your hands" I surprisingly ask, the door knocks "is that Jug" I whisper, Sweet-Pea stands up and goes to the door, I move to the other side just incase it is. When I hear his voice "is she with you" he asks "sorry Jones but she isn't she called me and said she was okay she has just crashed at Veronica's" he covered for me "ok I better go and call Veronica thanks Pea" He says. When the door closes I straight away call Veronica Betty "Jughead is going to call you asking for me can you please tell him that I am with you and that were having a girls night" Veronica "sure thing B, I have to run and help my mother speak to you soon" I let her go, I sit back on the couch "thank you for covering for me" "you don't need to have a blow out but you will need to speak to him tomorrow as he is the father" Sweet-Pea answers "yea I know" I say "how about I go and get us some food and you just take it easy" he suggest "food sounds good" I clear.
Sweet-Pea goes out to get food. I will stay with Sweet-Pea tonight and then I will speak to Jughead tomorrow, I just need to rest otherwise I won't be a mother. I hope I can Get through this...
