Chapter 2

~Jughead's POV~

I could tell Betty was uncomfortable with Archie's hand around her throughout their date. He had only invited me to show off his relationship to me, even though I'd probably already be here (the White Wyrm) pondering my life choices. I regret not telling Betty my feelings for her before the relationship with Archie, but it's definitely to late now. You could tell she was happy to be with the guy of her dreams, and I was happy for her.

Anything that made her happy, made me happy. Hence my friendship with Archie, mainly based on his relationship with Betty. I made sure I'd always be there for Betty. (a/n I know that sounds creepy, but I swear it's not.) If he ever hurt her, I will definitely be there to protect her from him, but so far, they were fine.

Assuming all was well for the night, I started slowly walking out the door, making sure not to disturb the couple. Betty seemed like she needed to go to the bathroom more than hating on Archie, so I assumed all was well. Alas, she walked out as I was just leaving the parking lot.

"Jughead? I thought you were in the bathroom. You definitely weren't in the lounge where we were. Are you alright walking? I could tell Archie was being a d*ck, and I'll tell him off for that, but it's only-" she cut off to check the temperature. "It's only 27 degrees. (Fahrenheit) I'll drive you." and she muttered under her breath these words, "Anything to get away from the guy who tried to pull me apart the guy who I just talked to today (in a nice conversation) for the first time in two years," and then a big sigh escaped her mouth. he could only tell because of the vapor that condensed the moisture of her mouth. Then out of nowhere as I was over thinking all the bad or good things that could happen during the drive home she blurted half looking half at him, "I loved him! He is obviously cheating on me with Veronica, telling from the flirtatious way he looks at her. He is such a fucking bitch!" As I had never, ever heard Betty cuss, I could tell how deep this anger ran.

I immediately ran over to Archie, Screamed at him in front of multiple serpents, and made him go talk to his girlfriend. He obeyed, after much begging, but it was to late.

Betty Cooper had left the White Wyrm, leaving two men standing there, waiting until she came back. More so, hoping, that she would come back.

~Betty's POV~

As I ran home, crying, I realized the thing I was missing wasn't a partner in writing, it was a partner in life. Not in a romantic relationship, of course, though she did plan on breaking up with Archie. Hopefully breaking his heart, like he did to her. She needed a friend, other than Kevin, who was there, and very sweet, and great at relationship advice, but was Bfffr's with Veronica, whom she couldn't trust. (Best Friends Forever. Forever, Right?)

Jughead, who before the argument (two years prior) was almost like a guardian angel towards Betty. He always asked Betty if Archie was taking good care of her, but never pushed her to answer if they had recently split up (which they did a lot,) but was there for her, and always helped if Archie was being a d*ck. Which was ALL THE TIME, now that she realized it. He was constantly winking at girls like he was about to see them in bed later that week, which he also most likely did.

She saw a new light that night, about Jughead. After she thought about how he had raced into the bar to give Archie a piece of his mind on how not to treat Betty like a prize. She liked not being treated like a baby or a prize. She was much more than that, and Archie didn't realize that, but Jughead did.

Jughead could see the pain deep in her eyes when Archie didn't. He could tell she was sick before she would admit it so she wouldn't miss that test that she studied for until 1:30 at night, when Archie didn't care about her health.(Speaking from experience.)

He cared whenever Archie and her broke up, and always brought the right type of ice-cream. He slowly nursed her back to health when she broke her leg when they were in the second grade; she had a revelation that night.

She looked at the picture of her, Jughead, Archie, and Kevin, and she stared at the small smile on Archie's face that used to calm her down, but it didn't. She tried Kevin. Nothing. Then Jughead. She felt a little tingling sensation. A feeling she hadn't felt since she first kissed Archie. The love of her life at the time.

She saw that in Jughead, the gentleman, the starving artist, the writer that stayed up too late. She saw something in him that no one else saw in him. She saw hurt in the eyes that had bags to big to be on a sixteen year old. She saw pain from all the times his mom screamed, and hit him, before she left. But most of all, she saw love. Love that the teenager didn't want to show, so he could keep up his strong, yet loner/outsider appearance. He was a lot more complicated then she was anticipating, but she was excited to try and figure him out.

It all started with a phone call. The phone call that changed her life.