Chapter 3
Hi Guys, I have had exams in the last few weeks but, I think my upload schedule will be once a week or every two weeks. I have quite a lot of work at the moment! Remember to leave a review and follow or favourite. I am so grateful for all the support on this fic. My life is pretty hectic right now so sorry for irregular updates. *** I do not own Riverdale just the circumstances in this fic ***
From C.
Betty and Jughead arrived at the White Wrym awaiting to see Kevin and his new mysterious boyfriend. However, the new boyfriend was very important. Betty and Jughead new that for Kevin, a boyfriend was serious and they would not be meeting this mystery man if this man were not special.
They entered the bar and the room fell silent, heads eyed up the couple, Jughead was serpent royalty and basically ran the joint. Betty was also treated with respect as anybody who had common sense knew not to mess with the Leader's girl.
"As you were!" Jughead straightened his jacket and walked on. The bar chattered again, going back to their drinks and snacks. Jughead's hand took Betty's and gazed into her eyes. His harsh and distant exterior was non existent when looking at the love of his life.
"Betty, Jughead over here!" Kevin leaped up from his seat and exchanged a warm embrace with Betty and shook Jughead's hand firmly.
The person standing behind the warm-hearted man who had just greeted the pair was what made their blood-run cold. It was none other than Joaquin DeSantos.
"Joaquin, what a lovely surprise!" Jughead said and showed that he was wary of the ex-serpent who had only reappeared in town recently.
"Jughead…" Joaquin nodded with respect for the leader and was apprehensive of Betty who had only been the girl next door when she had last met him. It used to be pastel pinks and creams but now was a mix of navy, blue, pink and black. She wore a serpent jacket with a double headed snake showing that she was an important member of the gang, just like Jughead and FP did. "How nice to see you again," he continued. After the last time Joaquin DeSantos was in Riverdale, Jason Blossom had ended up dead. This wasn't his fault but he was definitely involved.
"He arrived back in Riverdale two weeks ago, we rekindled our relationship," Kevin told the group.
Over the course of the evening the two pairs talked about all things, pointless and meaningful included.
"Jug, we should probably be heading home." Betty inquired obviously tired after the day's activities.
"Sure, Joaquin can I speak to you privately please?" Jughead asked with a serious tone. "Betts, you can come too, but Kevin please can you excuse us for a second." Jughead continued this time addressing Kevin and Betty.
The three went into the office at the back of the Wyrm.
"Joaquin, What are you doing here?" Jughead spoke sternly, glaring at the man in front.
"I.. I.. figured it was time to come home." Joaquin stammered. He was usually a smooth talker but Jughead was quite intimidating.
"Hmmm, I've got my eyes on you." Jughead retorted not trusting the charm of Joaquin. Betty watched over the conversation, the glaring eyes of a leader and the cowering eyes of a nervous young man.
"Jughead, I mean no harm truly,"
"Fine, don't think you will be welcomed by all though,"
With that Jughead excused Joaquin and they walked back into the main section of the bar.
Kevin stood up from where he was perched on the stool, "Everything okay?" He enquired glancing at Joaquin and then at Jughead.
"Yes, I just had to check up on a few things," Jughead said.
"We are going to make our departure then," Betty addressed the group. She walked up to Kevin and gave him a large hug.
"See you soon, Betty," Kevin spoke in her ear. "Bye Jughead!" He bellowed at the young man.
"Goodbye Betty, Jughead." Joaquin nodded his head in respect.
Jughead walked away and Betty stayed and said a final goodbye to the pair.
Jughead and Betty get on the motorbike and rode home.
When they arrived home they entered through the door and Betty let out a large sigh as if she had been holding her breath since they had left the home several hours previously.
"Jug, Do you think it is a coincidence that we met Joaquin on the same day Penny called?" Betty inquired.
"Betts, that is what I was thinking! That was the reason I called Joaquin aside at the Wyrm."
"He also could just have wanted to come home though," Betty muttered, this issue evidently troubling her. Betty's brow creased and she said, "I don't want Kevin to get hurt, he has been through heartbreak so many times,"
"Don't worry Betts" Jughead stroked the side of Betty's arm and kissed her temple. The couple stood engrossed in their embrace for a few moments.
"Jug, I feel as if we never have calmness," Betty whispered just loud enough for Jughead to hear.
"C'mon Betty, don't blame yourself," Jughead softened Betty's quickening breaths.
Jughead at the White Wyrm was the leader, the strict, intimidating, gang-member who had to keep the other rioting men in check. However, when he was alone with Betty, at their apartment in the privacy of their home, he was loving caring and gentle. The writer, the gang-leader, sometimes it felt like they were two entirely separate people.
"Thanks Jug, do you want me to start up some food?" Betty had calmed down and was a little peckish.
"In times of crisis some people lose their appetite, but mine, it doubles ten-fold!" Jughead quoted a line that often graced his lips.
"Jug!" Betty laughed.
They sat down and ate their meal, macaroni cheese, a perfect end to a pretty hectic day.
"Night Betts." Jughead said as they retired to their bed.