As soon as Jughead woke, he felt like something was wrong. He didn't just feel it, he knew. He knew something was up and he knew it wasn't good.
Squinting his eyes open, Jughead looked around slowly, not wanting to draw attention to himself in case the others tried to hide something from him.
They'd been doing that for a while. They thought he didn't notice them, sneaking glances at him, whispering in the corners of the bunker, even adding more food to his plate when he wasn't looking. He wasn't that stupid.
So, he'd treat them the same.
And his suspicions were confirmed.
Next to the ladder, sat Archie and Veronica, the latter with red eyes fresh tear dripping into her lap. Archie didn't look much better.
And Jughead didn't like that one bit.
Veronica and Jughead weren't really that close. Jughead only really hung out with her because she was his girlfriend's best friend and his best friend's girlfriend. (What a mouthful.) He could tell Veronica didn't exactly like him either.
Quietly and carefully, Jughead moved out of his dad's hold and made his way over to the two, who looked up and immediately shut up. Great.
There was definitely something up.
Veronica didn't tell Archie what she wanted to do. He'd never forgive her. She'd only told him that her father had taken Betty. She knew where but didn't tell him yet. She wanted to tell Jughead that her father had Betty. She wanted to tell him where she was. She wanted to tell him why.
Veronica didn't like Jughead as much as Betty, or Archie. She didn't hate him either, but she wouldn't exactly be bothered if he wasn't around anymore. She'd only be bothered because Betty would be heartbroken. So would Archie.
Even though she knew how much Betty loved Jughead, she be wouldn't exactly have a problem with swapping his and Betty's places…
Which was exactly what Betty wanted.
She could keep a secret.
notess - Yeah. I know. It's short. I was just bored. And wanted to publish something. At this very moment. I didn't feel like writing more. Enjoy. If you can. Ok. Good talk. Bye.