Chapter 4

"Betty, Betty baby wake up," the voice echoed in her head as Betty's vision went from black to bright white and then as her eyes opened the scene around her came into focus. Trying to lift her head up she felt a pang of pain shot round the front of her head and down her neck.

"No Betty just stay still for a minute," Jughead's voice sounded soft and worried. Listening to his words she lowered her head back down slowly and took in the scene above her. Jughead was knelt down beside her, his hand placed protectively under her head and the other one holding her hand tightly. Looking around her she noticed that all the girls were stood around her, Fangs and Sweet Pea hovered on the edge of her vision, looking around the car park cautiously.

"What…what happened?" Betty's voice was dry and croaky.

"You had a panic attack Betty, then you passed out and I think you hit your head. You've been out cold for about 20minutes now," Cheryl explained, the evidence of tears shown by the slight black lines down her face.

"We called Jughead because we know you wouldn't have wanted to go to hospital," Toni elaborated, seeing the confusion on her face.

"You've never had an attack this bad before what brought…." Jugheads question was cut short by a loud voice cutting through the air.

"What are you all doing here still?" Josh shouted as he buttoned up his trench coat, walking towards them with his pals in tow. Jughead looked up rapidly, his hands never leaving Betty's body. His face darkened as the group approached them. As the crowds parted slightly Betty saw Josh look down and notice her lying on the floor.

"Oh look Betty's taking it all lying down, just like old times," He mocked, hooking his thumbs into his belt and chewing his tongue slightly. Jughead was up and on his feet before Betty even had a chance to blink.

"What the fuck did you just say to my girl?" He stood over her as Toni and Cheryl bent down and began helping Betty to her feet.

"What you didn't know Jones?" The shook on Josh's face was clear but she saw a glint in his eyes at the thought of breaking the news to Jughead.

"What are you talking about Josh," Jughead clenched his fist as he stepped round a now standing Betty.

"I've been with your girl Jones. I was her first," His voice was smug and the evil smirk on his face showed he was enjoying this moment. "I ruined that pretty little body for every guy who came after, especially you."

Lunging forward Jughead's fist connected with Josh's face, sending him staggering backwards. Jughead grabbed his collar and forced him backwards into a parked car.

"You say another word about my girl, and I swear I'll rip your tongue out,"

"Let go of me now Jones, or I'll have you arrested. Then who would stop me revisiting your girl's bedroom." Betty felt sick at the words leaving his mouth.

Jug was about to smash his face once more when Fangs and Sweet Pea dragged him backwards towards the group of Serpents.

"Jughead, walk away," Fangs warned, gripping his arm tightly. The anger surged in Jugheads stomach. Betty had never mentioned being with someone before him. As far as he was aware, they shared their first time together.

"Get out of here before I get pest control in to take care of you," Joshua stood up, straightening his jacket and spitting blood to the floor.

Fangs pushed Jughead round towards Betty. Shaking lose of their grip he walked back towards Betty. His hands rested on her shoulders and he pulled her close.

"Come on lets get you home," He said, placing a kiss on her forehead. He was confused but right now his priority was making sure Betty was okay. Guiding her towards the waiting car he helped her into the passenger seat before getting behind the wheel and driving off. The roar of motorbike engines told him that the Serpents were right behind him.

Reaching her hand across she placed in on his thigh. She still felt woozy and her head thumped in pain with every bump they drove over.

"I'm sorry Juggy," Betty breathed, resting her head back onto the head rest.

"You don't need to be sorry baby, I'm just glad you're okay," he sighed, rubbing his thumb across her knuckles. "You do need to explain everything though, when you're ready of course."

Choking back tears Betty pulled her hand away and buried her face into her palms, sobbing uncontrollably as the memories flooded back to the forefront of her mind. Jughead pulled the car to the side of the road. Switching the engine off there was only the streetlights to illuminate the inside of the car.

"Betty baby, what's wrong? You don't have to tell me anything now. I'm not mad, just confused," He shuffled closer to her, taking her hand in his and using his free hand he wiped a stray tear from her nose.

"It's…not that…" she tried to slow her breathing as she gripped his hand tightly.

"Tell me baby, please." His voice pleaded with her, wishing that he could somehow understand what was going on. Betty took a few deep breaths and swallowed back her tears. A few minutes later she'd regained enough composure to talk in proper sentences.

"Josh used to lived in the house next to mine. We grew up together, our families hosted events and parties. Then one night, a few months before we met," Betty paused, pushing back the flood of tears threatening to escape. "He snuck into my bedroom… and…" How was she meant to form the words to explain what happened?

Jughead took a deep breath in. She didn't need to say the word for him to guess what that dick had done. A red hot bubble of anger soared through his body, up his throat and into his mouth. It took everything he had to keep his mouth shut. His fists clenched automatically. The thought of that prick touching her, forcing himself on her… it made him feel sick. Leaning over he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his chest. He felt her body melt into his as she began to cry once again. He couldn't bring himself to say anything, he knew that nothing would take away the memory of what he done. As he held his distraught girlfriend close to his chest, he couldn't hold back the tear that dripped from the corner of his eye. He had to protect her, even if his life depended on it.