Chapter 5
~Betty's POV~
Jughead got to my house in five seconds flat. He's really good at arriving on time, even though he is known for being the kid who doesn't care. Does he only arrive on time for me? Surely not..? Anyways, once he got to my house, I fell into his arms, crying so, so hard.
Sure, Archie was almost worst than Chuck Clayton himself, but I had been dating him for the past six months.
I can care, dammit. Especially if he is dead. Archie sucked. But I said I loved him. That counted. Which I was having second thoughts about, now that I stared into the boys glazed eyes. The boy I 'loved' was right in front of me. (a/n the reason it's in quotations is because she wasn't ready to admit it)
Jughead and I hugged in the same spot, crying, for almost ten minutes. I had never seen him cry, but death was something you were aloud to cry about, right? I let go of him. I didn't want to get his shirt dirty. He sat down on the couch, and put his hands on his face, making it look like he was drying away the tears, but it was actually letting him cry alone for a second. I sat next to him as he moved his hands from his face to his hair. He no longer had his hat on, because I could tell I woke him up. He was pulling his had through his hair, almost trying to make himself think. Then his eyes lit up, obviously showing he had an idea, or point of action.
"We can not tell the police. You know that, right?" He asked me, a bit gruff, like he still wasn't quite ready o talk after crying.
"Of course I know that. We figured it out the last two times, well, more like I caught The Black Hood, but you were almost killed by the Ghoulies during that situation..."
"Don't remind me." (a/n everything in the shows storyline happened in this except pretty much the whole Archie/Betty/Jughead storyline. Especially the friendship rekindling of Archie's and Jughead's relationship, and, of course, Bughead.)
"Sorry, just saying. So no Sheriff Minetta?"
"Not a chance. He's working with Hiram. We can't trust him. We can't trust Veronica either, Betty."
"I didn't anyway. The Pop's incident, Remember?"
"Oh, right. Anyway..."
"What?" I said, but in response, he just seemed to gaze into my eyes for a second, and we just stared off into each other's eyes for a bit, before he put his finger at the bottom of my chin, and pulled me into a kiss. For a small, fleeting moment, I was happy, content. We sat there, kissing, for only a couple seconds, and I was happy with that. But then, I remembered something. Somewhere where Archie might be. The Motel 6 in the Southside. I pulled away from him and whispered,
"The Motel!"
He smiled. "That's what your thinking about in the middle of our moment?"
I gasped. "No! The Motel, I remember last month, before we caught the black hood, he said that if he ever, ever got into trouble with the black hood, that he'd always go there. Always."
He sighed, fatigued from running around town all day. "Come on. I'll give you a ride. Just give me instructions, even though I may know the one."
"Thank you, Juggie. After this, we may have as many 'moments' as possible."
~Jughead's POV~
I smiled, delighted from the kiss I just had with the love of my life. She is so much better than me. I was sure she'd find another guy very quickly, but, I'm gong to relish this time with her as much as possible.
Five minutes later, after much hassling to get me to drive, we rode off into the Southside, going to the Motel 6 in the very same neighborhood as Sunnyside Trailer Park. As I drove past the trailer park I'd been living in just until recently, I frowned, knowing my father, FP Jones, was somewhere in that trailer, passed out. Or in the White Wyrm, also passed out. I resented my father. He bullied me, not only physically, but mentally as well. A single tear rolled down my eye as I thought of his bad parenting, I guess you could call it.
"Juggie? Are you okay?"
"Yeah. Just thinking about Archie." She could tell I was lying, just like I could tell she was lying.
"Yeah. Sure. Are you sure it's not about your dad?"
How did she know? "No. It's not. I swear."
"Okay, fine. I surrender. "
And before we knew it, we were there. In the parking lot of a certain Motel 6.