Keeping-up-with-the-Coopers

Words: 2501

Warnings: ANGSTY ANGST MY FRIENDS (I tried my best) and like I swear!

2 hours. I had spent the better half of two hours circling the block that encased my boyfriend’s temporary two story home, knowing full well that he was inside probably munching on a pizza with his best bud Archie.

Thoughts tumbled around inside my head like a washing machine, wild and unruly. I had so many questions whirling around that I just couldn’t answer, not yet.

You see, I was in love. I was hopelessly, unimaginably, definitely in love and I had absolutely no clue how to tell Jughead. You would think it would be easy, telling my boyfriend I was in love but honestly, it was the hardest thing I have ever had to do.

Jughead and I tell each other everything and when I say everything, I mean EVERYTHING. Juggie told me how his dad came home every night wasted beyond belief balling his eyes out about how his wife and daughter left him and I told him about the darkness I feel inside of me that’s overwhelming at times and makes me do scary things. We have no secrets between us.

We are Jughead and Betty, Romeo and Juliet, so why is it so hard to tell my boyfriend, my little Juggie that I’m in love.

The third time I saw her, I was devastated. It felt as though I had been stabbed in the chest, piecing into my heart and sucking the life out of me. I was stunned, shocked, flabbergasted and yet, I couldn’t do anything about it.

I wanted to cry. I wanted to turn around, run out those doors and never look back. Maybe mum and Jellybean would want to see me? Toledo isn’t that far away. I felt lost, humiliated but there’s nothing I can do to fix it. I don’t owe her anything, I can’t say something. It isn’t my place.

If she wants to sit there and ruin her life by doing the one thing I never thought would happen then, I didn’t know her at all, not really. I thought we had become friends, maybe even more then friends but I guess I was wrong.

Silence filled my ears as I continue wondering aimlessly down the dark halls of the school. Quick footsteps break my calming silence and a sudden tap on my shoulder break me out of my thought. I already know who it is but I turn around anyway. Turning around, I come face to face with (Y/N) in all her glory. Normally, I’d smile at her adorable eyes and cute little smile, but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it, not after what I just witnessed.

*Flashback*

I was on my way to the blue and gold, travelling down the bleak and drab hallway of this unwelcoming school. It was late in the afternoon, school had finished and nearly everyone had gone home. I was peacefully walking down the hall when I noticed the boy’s locker room lights were still on. Curious, I walked towards the door and was about to turn the lights off when I heard voices talking.

“I know baby, I know” the voice spoke. It was deeper, more masculine. I instantly recognised it as Chucks. I immediately felt sorry for the girl I knew was in the locker room because I can tell that Chuck doesn’t like her. He only wants her for one thing and one thing only.

“You don’t get it Chuck…” I heard. This soft voice which I could barely hear begin to speak. The voice was one of an angel, sent by the gods to grace us with her beauty. There’s only one voice I know as melodic as that. (Y/N)’s.

Why does this not surprise me? When will this buffoon give up!? He knows she’s not interested in him and hates his guts, so why keep trying?

Balling my fists and taking a deep breath, interest got the best of me and I had to see what was exactly going on. I peak my head around the corner and see (Y/N) pressed up against the locker and Chuck inching closer towards her. He had this intense look in his eyes and I knew what was about to happen. (Y/N) was going to push him away, give him a piece of her mind and storm off, leaving a frazzled Chuck to contemplate his life.

I waited and waited but that never came. Chuck keep getting closer and closer and my temper was growing shorter but my legs were stiff and I couldn’t move.

Suddenly, Chuck closed the gap between them with a kiss. The force of this kiss pushed her harshly into the lockers behind her, a loud bang rung in my ears as I watched the horrific scene unfold. He pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around waist and running his fingers through her hair. Her arms were pushed flat up against his chest with no chance of escape.

As per usual, I was looking in her eyes for any sign of fear, or annoyance or anything but to my dismay, I see nothing. Her eyes are pressed shut and she looks like she may be enjoying this. I cannot even bear to look at Chuck and how much I know he is enjoying this right now!

I couldn’t take it anymore. I felt like I was going to vomit or pass out or both. I had to get out of here. I abruptly turned around ready to sprint out of here when I accidently knocked over a bin causing a loud crash to slice through the awkward silence.

Leaving the bin, I brusquely walk out down the hallway, ready to leave the school, go home and punch something, preferably chuck!

*End of flashback*

“Hey Jug, what’s wrong?” She asks so sweetly, her voice wavering ever so slightly. I stared at her features and how stunning they were. How her (Y/E/C) eyes shone bright and stared into my soul, how when she frowns her eyebrows knit together causing cute little lines on her forehead to appear and how when I look at her lips and just how much I want to grab her and kiss her so passionately, it nearly kills me.

But, when I look at her lips, I notice how her lipstick is smudged and I picture that god-awful kiss shared between her and he who shall not be named.

“Oh, nothing” I replied briefly, thoughts swarming around inside my head. “I was just leaving,” I turned around to leave, saying anything to get me out of this situation. “Wait, Juggie?” She asked, grabbing my hand and spinning me around to face her. She looked so hurt by my actions but I was too exhausted to care.

“I know you saw that. But I-I can-n explain! I was just trying to use the bathroom when-“ She mumbled quickly, trying to explain the horror I had just witnessed.

“Look (Y/N), I’m not gonna ask what you did with Chuck in the Locker room, but I’m asking you now right now, if you feel something, anything for me (Y/N)? I thought we had connected, I like you and I thought we had something special, but I guess not. I can’t do this anymore, I’m sorry.” I could feel the tears welling in my eyes. I had just done the one thing I swore I would never do, pour my heart out to a girl and majorly embarrass myself.

“Jug, of course I like you. We’ve only known each other for a few weeks and I feel like I’ve known you my whole life! I like you so much, more than anything else in this world, I like you more than I like myself right now but…” she sighed, “I can’t give you the answer you want!” She yelled, tears welling in her eyes but I could see her determinated not to let them fall.

“Why?” I ask, confused as to what she’s referring to.

“I just- I don’t know, you are so amazing to me! You have already done so much for me and that I am grateful for but like I said I can’t give you the answer I know you’re hoping!” It’s like flood gates had opened and tears were just spilling over, no signal that they were going to stop anytime soon.

“Don’t do that! Don’t push me away!” I whispered tenderly, grabbing a hold of her hand only for her to rip it away. “I WILL RUIN YOU! Everything I touch shatters into a thousand pieces and you Jughead Jones are not something I want broken” She cries.

“How will you break me!?” I shout, once again confused by her words. “You are so perfect. I’ve never been good enough for you, I’ll never be good enough for you! I am the Wednesday Adams looking freak who trolls the internet like the scrawny mutant I have always been!” I sigh, “Look, you can push me away, shove me for all I care but I will never, ever stop caring about you! So, you can run off to Chuck, be with him but just know that when he breaks your heart like I know he will and when you come running back to me, I will be there to pick up the pieces and put you back together again” I cry, actual tears slipping from my eyes. I was so exposed right now and normally I’d retreat back into my own world and close back off again but this time it was different, she made me different. She made me better.

I was exhausted. Emotionally and physically drained and I had to get out of here. “(Y/N), I can’t do this anymore. I think its best if we just don’t see each other anymore, it’s too painful. I’m sorry.”

Turning once again I begin to make my way down the long corridor for what I hope would be the last time tonight. Wiping away the last of my tears I shove my hands in my pockets and gingerly walk towards the exit.

“I DON’T LOVE CHUCK, I LOVE YOU!” She screamed and I paused. Turning around slowly I let her continue. “I know we only just met and we both have so much baggage but, I love you Jug.” (Y/N) said as she walked towards me wearing the most beautiful smile I had ever seen.

This was it. I was not letting her go this time. We were both staring at each other, eyes flicking to and from the other’s lips. I took a chance, I took two large steps forward and crashed my lips into hers. A spark ignited and fireworks exploded around us. As cliché as it sounds I felt like the whole world had stopped. Placing my hands tentatively on her face I pulled (Y/N) closer and she did the same.

Pulling away we stared at each other. All was quiet until a giggled erupted from her lips and a crimson red blushed formed on her perfect cheeks. “(Y/N), I love you too,” I reply, taking her hand in mine and pressing a light kiss against her forehead. We began to walk towards the exit, together this time. Hand in hand, side by side. Together.

“Please don’t tell me I have to beat up chuck again?” I laughed, poking her side. She squirmed away from me but my grip on her hand kept her in place. “I don’t think my knuckles can withstand a beating like that again!” She laughed, snorting in the process.

We walked out of the school gates that day, both broken, battered and beaten but content.

The second time I saw her, she looked breath taking. I was sat in my regular chair in the back of the student room, hiding away from the cruel harshness which is reality, or more specifically, meathead jocks like Chuck and stuck up, prissy princesses like Cheryl. I was so busy typing away on my computer that I nearly missed her enter the room.

But there she stood in all her glory, the most beautiful girl I had ever laid eyes on. (Y/N) (Y/L/N). Riverdale’s newest member and interesting person I have ever met. She was wearing a knee length white sundress, nude wedges and carrying a variety of large textbooks, clearly struggling.

I smirked at how adorable she looked in this moment. Pushing my chair away, I began to walk over to her and offer her a helping hand when I am cut off by a large, muscly figure, shoving me out of the way and striding towards (Y/N).

I stopped and watched as Reggie pretended to be distracted by his obnoxiously loud red Nike shoes and purposely bump straight into (Y/N), sending her books flying across the floor.

Sighing, I turned around and slumped back in my chair, crossing my arms and glaring at Reggie as he helped out my girl. Who am I kidding? Why would she ever like me? I’m just boring, old Jughead with a stupid hat and way too many jackets.

I scowled at Reggie as I watched him and (Y/N) talking and giggling as they rushed to pick up her books. Once standing, (Y/N) thanked Reggie but excused herself to go and find her seat. Reggie grabbed her arm and murmured something to her. Expecting to see panic and stress littered all over (Y/N)’s features considering what happened last time round, I was shocked to see annoyance written all over her face. “Thanks for the offer ‘Mantle the magnificent” She Mocked, “But I have better places to be!” She sassed and then pulled away from Reggie and began walking slowly to find a vacant seat.

As (Y/N) walked past the ‘Jock’s couch’, a hand reached out, grabbing her waist and pulling her onto their lap. I watched with warning eyes as she struggled against the harsh grip of the guy who pulled her onto his lap, Chuck.

“Hey Cutie, remember me?” Chuck laughed, grabbing a strand of (Y/N) hair and slowing pushing it behind her ear. “How could I forget?” She mumbled, shuddering at his unwanted, sensual actions.

It was like watching a car crash in slow motion, some people stop and stare whist others look away. I was gapping and staring at the scene unfolding before my eyes and was only able to look away when Chucks hand began to wonder from her waist and towards her upper thigh.

I couldn’t believe that even after what happened at Pop’s the other day, Chuck still has the nerve to treat women like that! All of a sudden I see this power and determination in (Y/N)’s eyes. She tears Chucks hand off of her thigh and she turns abruptly to face him. I could see that she was wanting to say something, to yell and scream at him for touching her. But it never came. (Y/N) sighed sadly and turned around to pick up all of her books which are scattered across the floor.

As (Y/N) was cleaning up her books, Archie, Betty, Veronica and Kevin entered the class and found their way over next to me. “Hey Jug, what’s up? You look a bit pale,” Betty asked concerned for her friend and partner in crime.

“I’m fine. Chuck’s just being a jerk as per usual” I replied, eyes glued to (Y/N) as she continued to pick up her lost sheets of paper. “Oh. My. God. Does Mr. Mysterious, brooding Jughead have a crush on the new girl?” Veronica gasped like it was so unbelievable I would like (Y/N). But I mean come on, look at her! She’s beautiful.

Betty and Archie looked at me stunned, unsure of what to say. “Yeah right Veronica, as if…” I said, trailing off as I watched (Y/N) finish picking up her stuff and begin to stand up.

Like déjà vu, (Y/N) stood up and began her journey to find a spare desk, this time as far away from Chuck and his goons as possible. Before she could get anywhere, Chuck again, forcefully grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him so that her face was inches away from his own.

“You are going to live to regret this (Y/L/N)! I always, always get what I want and frankly” he pulled her closer and whispered in her ear, “I want you”. He chuckled, a sick and menacing laugh before (Y/N) pushed herself away from him.

It was back. The look (Y/N) beared upon her face was back. I hadn’t seen it since the first day I met her. She had this look of pure and utter disgust and I could tell she had some very choice words for Chuck.

“Well guess what Chuck,” she started, placing her books down and crossing her arms. By this point, nearly everyone in the student room was watching the scene unfolding before them. “I’m not scared of you. I know you, Chuck and I know how you work. You would rather people fear than like you. So you traffic in terror and intimidation, you’re the principles son so you’ve never been held accountable for but this,” she gestured to Chuck and herself, “… this has to stop. This power, this entitlement that seeps and runs through your veins needs to stop because it won’t last. One day, you’ll fall off your pedestal flat on your face and no one will be there to save you. Not your big headed, rambunctious jock friends, not Reggie, not me”.

She paused, taking a deep breath but not backing down. I had noticed though that throughout her amazing speech, Chuck had stood up and began to corner her into the set of cabinets behind her. Looking around, I had noticed that Kevin, Betty and Archie were all sat down mouths agape, watching (Y/N) give Chuck exactly what he deserved. But I could see that this was getting out of hand and I felt as though I needed to do something.

“This is riveting. I can’t breathe!” Kevin gasped, repeating a statement I’m sure he’d said before. “Someone should really do something. This could get ugly.” Archie stated the obvious yet made no attempt to control the situation at hand.

“You think I’m entitled!” He laughed, “Take a cold hard look at yourself (Y/N), you think you’re better than everyone in the room. It’s hard enough looking at you, let alone listening to your gaping mouth spit boring, useless facts about nothing. If I’m entitled then what does that make you?” Chuck inched closer, “Spoilt? Superior? A ruthless bitch? You’ve been here for all of 6 minutes (Y/L/N), know your place and stick to it or so help me I will –“, “Alright Chuck, that’s enough!” Betty spoke suddenly, afraid of what Chuck is capable of.

“Can it Betty, or should I say Polly?” Chuck laughed causing betty to retreat back into her shell, lowering her eyes and flipping through her notebook.

This has gone way too far. Sighing, I stood up and made my way over to Chuck. “Alright Chuck, you’ve had your fun, I think it’s time to go” I said, placing my hand on his shoulder and pulling him slightly to face me. He was still to ridiculously close to (Y/N) for my liking.

“What is it with you and this girl Dracula? She’s not your damsel in destress, she’s a nobody!” Chuck turned around slightly to face me, keeping the same unbearable close distance between him and my girl.

“Nothing. Just leave her alone, go find somebody your own size and IQ to mess with!” I threw back, sick of his antics already. I could hear the gang gasp at my words, my usual shyness hidden behind this newly found façade I had put on.

“That’s it. I’ve had it with you Wednesday Adam’s! Somebody ought to teach you a lesson you’ll never forget!” Chuck grew angrier and angrier by the second and by now I had slid myself in between him and (Y/N) in order to keep her safe. This girl just can’t stay out of trouble, can she?

All of a sudden Chucks fist came flying up towards my face and hit me straight in the eye, the sheer force of the blow knocking me over, causing me to fall to the floor. The whole room stood still, on lookers watching over the scene but too scared to intervene.

Instantly, (Y/N) ran over to me and stood right in between Chuck and I, like I had done with her moments before. “Get out of my way freak, or so help me-“ Chuck lunged forward and it looked as if he was going to hit (Y/N). The whole room quacking in fear, one question on their minds. Would Chuck really hit a girl?

“What?” (Y/N) spoke loudly for the first time in a while, “What are you gonna do? Hit me? Go ahead Clayton! I dare you, make my day!” She stood tall and certain. There was no sign of fear or doubt in her eyes in this moment, like protecting me was a natural, sure thing. Like it was something she wanted to do. I couldn’t help but smile at how adorable she was but then instantly regretting it when searing pain shot through my cheek bone, but it was all worth it.

Chuck edged closer and closer towards (Y/N), towering over her with spite in his eyes. “Oh how I would love to wipe that smug grin off of your beautiful face,” Chuck whispered as he stroked her cheek. Suddenly, he grabbed her chin and pulled her closer. “But I’m afraid your boyfriend would turn all Billy Loomis on my ass and murder me into next Tuesday!” He spat those words right into her face.

I was livid. How dare he speak to her in such a manner! I could tell Archie knew that I was ready to pounce because her ran over and pulled me away from the two. Just as Betty was about to do the same with (Y/N), Cheryl waltzed in and interrupted the two.

“My my, what do we have here? The new girl and Riverdale’s most obnoxious Jock going head to head? If you asked me, I would say that there was some chemistry going on between the two, wouldn’t you Judhead?” Cheryl giggled, loving every minute of this game she’s playing.

“(Y/N) is it? I would just love it if you came and had lunch with me and my girls today!” Cheryl asked, pushing her way through the crowd the get to (Y/N). “Ummmm, I’m sorry but I’d much rather sit with Betty and –“ “Right. You’re new so I’ll let this one slide but here’s a hint. I’m a blossom and what a blossom wants, a blossom gets. You’re having lunch with me today, okay?” Cheryl asked as happy as ever, although if you ask me it sounded like more of a demand.

Sighing, (Y/N) grabbed her books and walked away with Cheryl and her pose, giving one last look of gratitude towards myself. I couldn’t help but smile back, a blush creeping onto my cheeks.

The crowd of people all dispersed and I was finally able to sit down and relax for a moment. I shut my eyes and remembered the events that just occurred. Or more specifically, (Y/N). How gorgeous she looked in that dress and how her eyes lit up when I came over to rescue her once again from Clayton.

When I opened my eyes again, I jumped. Betty, Kevin, Archie and now Veronica were all staring at me intently, grins spread across their faces. “So, (Y/N) huh? I didn’t picture you for the glamourous type Juggie!” Archie stated, laughing his iconic laugh and punching me lightly on the arm.

“Shut up!” I laughed nervously, heat rising to my cheeks, causing me to look down. “He’s so smitten!” Kevin giggled. “I am not! I protested as I picked up my books and walked off to class, the gang following closely behind me teasing me relentlessly about my interest in (Y/N).

Archie Andrews x Reader

Background: Where Archie become captain of the football team and his personality completely changes…for the worse

Word Count: 1033

As you walk down the bleak school corridor you see Archie Andrews your favourite red head, hell your favourite person in general walking towards you. “Hey Arch!” you greet him trying to contain your smile. “Y/n!” he smiles engulfing you in one of his famous Archie bear hugs. “Hey, did you wanna go grab something to eat at pops after school?”

“Oh y/n I would love to but they are announcing football captain after school, how about we meet at 7 my shout?” Archie said with a cheeky grin covering his face.

“Sounds like a plan Archibald” you wink at him.

“It’s a date then.” He says playfully back at you

“you’re gonna have to try a lot harder than that if you want to take me out on a date.” You say hoping he will get the hint but Archie is still as oblivious as ever. Four long hard years you have been waiting for Archie to ask you out on a date and with every passing day it appears your chances are getting slimmer and slimmer, shaking your head you quickly grab your books and hurry off to class, at least Archie is my best friend right, you thought to yourself, at least he is still a big part of my life.

*later that night*

As you pushed open the heavy door separating you from the delicious, mouth-watering smell of freshly made burgers, you see a familiar face staring out the window, in a booth you knew all too well. “So…am I looking at Riverdale’s next superstar football captain or what?” I say immediately grabbing his attention from the dark empty horizon he was so intently staring at. “Hell, yeah you are.” He said flashing on of his signature grins.

“Oh, Arch I am so proud of you, I know you have wanted this for the longest time.”

“I am so excited, you have no idea…the guys have already invited me to hang out with them and everything, I have to thank you, thank you for believing in me when even I felt like I should give up. What did I ever do to deserve a best friend like you, ‘best friend’ it felt like someone had slowly pushed a knife into the deepest part of my chest and left me there to slowly bleed out. “What’s wrong y/n?”

“It’s nothing, just promise me one thing Arch.”

“Anything, what is it?”

“Promise me that no matter how popular you get, and no matter how many girls throw themselves at you, you won’t change, that you won’t become one of those colossal douchebags like the other guys, that you won’t forget me.

“Y/n, you are my favourite person on the godforsaken earth, my better half, my soulmate, I promise that I will never ever forget you, or change into something I’m not. If I were to ever lose you I don’t know what I would do, you are the only person who has stuck with me through everything, I’m not going anywhere I swear.” A look of relief washes over your face as Archie reaches over to grab your hand. “Okay I believe you Arch.”

*A few weeks later*

You tried calling Archie for the tenth time that week and still no answer. Lately whenever he sees you in the hall he will stare at the ground or act like he is in a deep conversation with one of he’s meat head ‘buddies’. Enough is enough you thought to yourself, anger boiling up inside of you. “Archie, we need to talk NOW!” you yell from the other side of the hallway, this is it your done taking his dumb jock crap. “Look now really isn’t a good time I have football training in 10 minutes can’t we do this after school?” he asks uninterested “yeah whatever meet me at Pops.” You snap back as you push past him and walk away hoping he didn’t see the tears that were beginning to form in your eyes.

The first time I saw her, oh boy was I nervous. I was working my regular Tuesday shift at Pop’s Chock’lit Shoppe like I have been for the past few weeks. You see, ever since the drive-thru theatre shut down, I had gotten a Job at Pop’s diner and I absolutely hate it! The uniforms are whack and so were the customers but if it pays the bills then I am all for it.

I was re-stocking the napkins, content with my thoughts when all of a sudden, the familiar ring of the Pop’s diner doorbell chimes, signalling the new arrival of a customer. I look up to see who is entering when I see the most beautiful, (Y/e/c) eyed girl I have ever seen. Her hair glistened in the light as the diner sign reflected beautifully off of her perfect skin. Her ripped jeans and black tank top hugged her slim physique in all the right places. And her wavy (Y/h/c) hair flowed effortlessly underneath her grey beanie and past her waist. She was breath taking.

The mystery girl sat down in a booth and proceeded to look at the menu. She studied it so intently that she slowly began to bite her lower lip. It was driving me crazy. I suddenly realised that I was the only one on tonight and that I would have to take her order.

I braced myself as I sat down the napkin holder, grabbed a pen and began to walk over to this girl. I was so nervous, I began to shake uncontrollably. Taking a deep breath in to calm myself I began to talk to her…

“H-hi, wel-lcome to P-p-pop’s Chock’lit Shoppe wh-where all your Chock’lit dreams-s come true. My name is Ju-jughead and I will be your waiter this e-evening” I say shakily as I am suddenly aware of how ridiculously lame I sound in front of this pretty girl. She giggles and it sounds like music to my ears. I wish I had it on record so I could listen to it every second of everyday. “Hello Jughead! Ummm, can I get a vanilla milkshake and some curly fries please? Thank you!” She said angelically, her voice as sweet as an angel.  

I nod in understanding, afraid that if I open my mouth again I will just make a bigger fool of myself. I scurry off into the diner kitchen to cook up her order before I make things worse.

As I’m cooking her order, I can’t help but glance in her direction every chance I get. The more I look at her, the more I want to get to know her. She has this thing, this way about her that makes me want to know every little detail about her. About her hopes and dreams and her biggest goal in life, I want to know everything.

Just as I was finishing up her order, I heard the familiar chime of the doorbell ring multiple times, oh great, a group of people. But when I looked up it wasn’t just any group of people, it was Chuck and his band of misfits. One by one the filed in, making a ruckus where ever they went.

I watched silently as all of the jocks went sit in the far back corner of the diner, all but two. Chuck and Reggie. The separated themselves from the group and went to sit at the same table as my mystery girl.

Chuck scooted in next to her, whereas Reggie sat across from them. Chuck instantly put his arm around the new girl whilst Reggie just sat and watched the show unravelling before his eyes. Ceasing from writing and pulling out her ear phones, she sighed heavily and waited for this to be over with.

“Hey there cutie, what’s a pretty young thang like yourself doing all alone at a diner?” Chuck flirted, I gagged. Everyone in Riverdale knew about Chuck and his infamous playbook which was ‘disbanded’ and ‘destroyed’ but we all know he still keeps score.

“Not that it’s any of your business, but I’m studying. Now if you and your meat head marsupials could kindly leave me alone, thank you” She sassed to which Chuck chuckled to himself. Damn this girl had fire.

“Oh honey,” Reggie replied, “Nobody ever, ever, says no to my main man bulldog Chuck over here!” Reggie said matter-of-factly and then proceeded to bark like a dog. God, could these jocks be any more stereotypical.

“Bulldog Chuck? Wow, and I thought the jocks from my old school were primitive Neanderthals but you boys are clear winners.” She fired back almost immediately. I never thought that I could like this girl any more than I already did but man was I wrong, she’s phenomenal.

“Come on baby, just one drink with the hottest guy at Riverdale high? I promise you” he leaned in closer to her ear and rested his hand against her inner thigh, “… you won’t regret it.” He finished that statement with a kiss on her jaw line.

Reggie and his friends wolf whistled and cat called towards her, cheering Chuck on as if it was something to be proud of, like this girl was a prize to be won. I was slowly losing my temper with these boys and could see them becoming quite an issue.

“Have you never heard of a thing called ‘personal space’ because you’re invading mine, so if you will, back off!” She squirmed and withered underneath his roaming hands to try and get away. Although she held a tough exterior, I could see a panicked expression form on her delicate face and I knew that I had to put a stop to this.

I put down her food down and raced straight over to the table of Jocks, wanted so badly to get rid of them. “Alright guys, I think that’s enough for one day, don’t you?” I asked, they booed and protested but my foot was down, these idiots had to go. They slowly filed out, throwing rubbish at my face, high fiving Chuck and slapping me on the back claiming that I was ‘no fun’. But if fun meant watching a poor, innocent girl get sexually assaulted by Chuck then, I guess I’m no fun.

I was too afraid to face Chuck and Reggie at this moment so I figured I would work up some courage by cleaning up the rubbish those Neanderthals left. It wasn’t the best plan but it was two perfectly in shape footballers versus a scrawny loner boy who waits tables for a living, I don’t like those odds.

I could see Chuck had grown impatient by the ongoing rejection he clearly wasn’t used to, and I saw him lean in unnecessarily close to the new girl and whisper horrific things into her ear that I could barely hear.

“Listen here you little slut! I’ve heard things about you from your old school that I’m sure you’d rather forget. And I can make those rumours just disappear, like they never happened. So here’s the deal, we go on a date, have fun and then maybe get freaky in the sheets and I might consider ‘forgetting’ the rumours I heard about you, sound like a deal?” He threatened. Fear struck her as she tried to think of a way to get out of this sticky situation.

“If you think that I am going to be blackmailed into sleeping with you, you egotistical psychopath then you have another thing coming, I will not be treated this way!” She whispered angrily as she tried to push him off of her, although her efforts proved futile against his immense strength.

“Damn Reggie,” he laughed towards his friend. “And the boys from Greendale high said that you were easy, that you were an eager, horny little thing that jumped the bones of any guy that so much as looked at you. But you’re, feisty, a narcissistic bitch but I love it” he nipped at her ear, cornering the poor girl into the corner of the booth.

I had decided that enough was enough at that it was time to rescue the poor girl before Chuck could do more damage than he already had. “Alright Chuck that’s enough” I cut in, causing the boy back off of the girl slightly but only enough for him to turn towards me.

“Who do you think you are? Telling me what to do. You’re just  a loser whose head is so fucked up that even his own mother couldn’t stand him and his dad disowned him.” Chuck attacked. His words stung like a stab in the heart, he was right though. I am so screwed up, no one could ever love me.

“Wow man, calm down, don’t you think that was a bit harsh?” Reggie stepped in, knowing full well that Chuck had over stepped the mark and gone too far.

“Whatever man, you can have the slut, she’s not worth it anyway. Let’s go!” Chuck laughed, pushing the new girl against the wall and beginning to stand up, Reggie following suit. After everything he had done, I almost let Chuck go without another word but seeing him disregard that beautiful specimen like he had just wasn’t okay.

“Apologise to her Chuck, that was uncalled for.” I said, crossing my arms and raising my eyebrow as if to challenge him. “And why should I? She doesn’t deserve it and besides, what are you Jughead Jones the third gonna do about it, huh?” Chuck challenged back poking me in the chest and pushing my buttons.

And suddenly I snapped, it was like every feeling and bad thing anyone had ever done to me or anyone I loved had just surfaced and bubbled over. “Get. Out. Now. Or so help me Chuck I will throw you out of here myself, and that’s a promise.”

“Pfft, you wouldn’t do that! I am a customer in your store and you need to treat me with respect” Chuck yelled leaning against the table with a smug look on his face. “I don’t have to do anything you say Chuck, not now and not ever. So apologise to the lady and get the fuck out of my store you asshole” I yelled in his face.

“No” was his only reply.

I had had enough. I reached forward and grabbed Chucks collar harshly, pulling him towards me and getting in his face. “I’ve told you once, don’t make me tell you again. Apologise then get out!” I grunted, finally having enough of how he was treating myself and the mystery girl.

Out of the corner of my eye I see her. She looked mortified. She was shaking and there were tears brimming in her eyes and realise that if I have any chance with this girl than I need to show her that I am nothing like those football jerks. I let go of Chuck’s shirt and motion towards the exit.

I turn around to walk away, expecting him to just huff and leave. But I never imagined what would happen next. I suddenly felt a tap on my shoulder and then out of nowhere I feel a fist collide with my face. I stumbled backwards, crashing into the table. I instantly go into fight mode and push him back getting ready to hit him square in the face.

Everything that happened next, happened in slow motion. As I pushed Chuck backwards, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that the mystery girl had stood up and was racing towards me, as if to stop me from fighting Chuck and getting my ass kicked. But it was too late. I brought my fist up and threw it straight towards his face. I was so close to hitting his face with such force it was sure to knock him over, that I didn’t notice that the girl had pushed Chuck out of the way in hopes of stopping the inevitable fight. I had no time to react to this change in position and I hit her square in the eye, as I had been aiming for Chuck’s jaw and she is significantly smaller than him.

This whole situation was like watching a car crash in slow motion. The force of the punch was so great that my mystery girl, the most beautiful, interesting and radiant girl I had ever had the privilege of meeting, was knocked to the floor and groaning in immense pain.

Regret instantly washed over me as I rushed to kneel down next to her. Stroking her back and mumbling pointless sorry’s like I could instantly fix what I had done.

“Wow buddy, only a freak like you would hit a girl!” Chuck laughed. “Come on Chuck, that’s enough! Let’s just... go, okay?” Reggie tried to convince his mate. “Once second man, just need to do somethingggg” Chuck chuckled as he gripped me by the collar and pulled me up, face to face with him.

“Listen here you little rat, don’t. you. dare. look. at. me. ever. again. Got it?” Chuck demanded, throwing me to the floor and marching out of Pop’s with a vengeance, Reggie begrudgingly trailing behind.

~

“I am so, so incredibly sorry-“ I paused, realising after everything that had happened, I still don’t know her name. “(Y/n)” She groaned, holding the frozen peas closer to her swollen eye. The bruise had gone from non-existent to full on yellow with specks of purple and blue mashed together, yet she still looked perfect to me.

“Hey, you don’t have to keep apologising. It’s not your fault that guy is a complete and utter ass.” She laughed. How this girl managed to stay cheerful after the day she had gone through was baffling.

“Yeah but if I hadn’t of stepped in and angered Chuck-“ I tried to finish but she cut me off, “I could have been a lot worse off, okay? You saw what he was doing! If you didn’t… If you didn’t come help me then, I don’t know what may of happened! So, Thank you, Jughead!” She was shaking and I could see that she was on the verge of crying.

“Hey, come here. I think you need one of my special bear hugs!” I cringed, opening my arms and offering her a hug. Wait, did I actually just say that? She laughed her angelic laugh and embraced me in the most innocent and caring way possible. My arms wrapped around her slender body and I rested my chin on her head.

This feeling brewing inside me made me feel all warm and fuzzy, yet scared at the same time. I’m a damaged, loner and outcast from the wrong side of the tracks whose broken beyond repair. My mother packed up everything and took my little sister just to get away from me and my father, my father is a drunk who can’t even look after himself, let alone his own son.

“FP, as captain of the neighbourhood watch I am obligated to ask what you are doing on this side of town.” Alice strolled towards the man she thought she would never lay eyes on again.

“Don’t act like you’re so high and mighty Alice, you may not live on the south side anymore…you may not dress like you’re from the south side…but we both know the truth. Snake don’t shed their skin so easily.”

“Good night FP, now get the hell out of my neighbourhood.”

“You’re still hot Alice, too bad you’re a stick in the mud” getting in his truck he took one last glance at the woman he loved so many years ago.

FP was awoken to a loud banging on his front door, “I heard you the first 10 times cut it ou-, Alice? What are you doing here it is 6 in the morning.”

“Well maybe you can’t afford an alarm clock over here on the south side but us normal functioning people of society like to get and start the day before lunch time.” Alice snaps back whilst pushing past FP into his sorry excuse of a living room.

“I’m almost certain you didn’t come here for a catch up like old times so why are you here Alice?” Alice swallowed and looked down towards her feet.

“why did you leave me, without any explanation, without any reason I loved you FP and I know it’s been over 20 years but seeing you last night just reminded me of how broken I was I deserve an explanation and I came here to get it. She looked up her hand were trembling FP pretended not to notice but he did and it broke his heart you see FP loved Alice he loved her more than anything on this god forsaken earth but when Hal Coopers father threatened to have FP’s mother killed if he didn’t give Alice up he didn’t have a choice he had to let her go.

“Alice I’m not doing this the past is in the past move on go back to your perfect life with your perfect husband.” FP rolled his eyes as he pushed past her angrily walking out the front door.

“So that’s it then huh you can’t even tell me why everyone told me I would only end up getting hurt, I should have listened!” Alice yelled out to FP stopping him in his tracks.

“You know what Alice fine, if you really want to know here it is, your snotty jackass of a husband got his dad to threating to kill my mother if I didn’t leave you alone, you wanted the truth you got it!” FP’s voice turned into almost a whisper.

“Don’t you dare lie to me”

“You don’t have to believe me…Alice just know that you were my world, you meant everything to me and choosing to leave you, that was the hardest decision of my life. Why do you think I’m a no good drunk yeah I found someone else but it was never the same I never stopped loving you Alice, I will never stop loving you.” FP slowly walked towards Alice tears brimming in his eyes.

“Why didn’t you just tell me you knew how I felt about you at least if I had to stop seeing you I wouldn’t have hated you for all these years.”

“Alice, we both know you wouldn’t have ever given up on us, it just wouldn’t have been fair to either of us.”

“I can’t believe I wasted all of my time with that, that monster. I feel so stupid. FP I’m so sorry it must have been heart breaking seeing me end up with him. I am so unbelievably stupid.” FP Quickly walked over to Alice and wrapped his arms around her.

Requested: Kinda

Warnings: None (watch out for bad grammar :P)

Word count: 1418 words

Summary: (Y/n) has had a crazy couple of days but with her best friend and boyfriend by her side, she can conquer the world.

“(Y/n)? (Y/n/n), can you hear me?” Jughead cried but I couldn’t reply. Ever muscle in my body screamed to tell him I was okay but I just couldn’t find the strength.

Then unexpectedly, everything went black.

~

Jughead POV

I have been sat in this bloody chair for what felt like days now, but I wasn’t moving. I did this to her, I practically killed her all because I was jealous. Not because I was in love with (Y/n) but because all of her attention was being directed to the grey haired, diner owner that goes by the name of Pop.

And don’t get me wrong, I love Pop but (Y/n) is my best friend and I can’t help but feel threatened by him. I just don’t want to lose her. She’s all I’ve got. But I’m not good enough for her, and as much as it pains me to say this, I am nowhere near as good for (Y/n) as Pop is.

All of a sudden, (Y/n) began to toss and turn in her sleep, a concerned and pained look upon her face. I stood up and walked over to her. I knew what I had to do, I don’t like the thought but if you love something, set it free and if it loves you too, it’ll come back.

(Y/n) POV

A white noise filled my ears with the constant reminder of the accident. My bones throbbed constantly and my muscles ached tremendously but for some reason, I felt content. After all of the drama and heartbreak that had been occurring over the past few days, I finally felt at peace. I know that I should try to open my eyes and face my wrong doings but, I just can’t or I won’t.

“(Y/n). I know you can’t hear me and I know it’s too late but,” the mysterious yet slightly familiar voice sighed. “I’m sorry. I never meant to hurt you like this. I feel like the worst person in the world, scratch that the worst person in the universe. I was rude, controlling and you don’t deserve a best friend who treats you like that. So I am going to respect your wishes and leave you alone, for good. Goodbye (Y/n).” It was all becoming clear, Jughead was saying goodbye. I began to feel his lips press into my forehead and I hear him slowly walk away.

I am using every muscle to try and call out to him, to say I’m the one who should be sorry, to say that I forgive him and that he’s still my number one priority.

I am concentrating so hard to try and pull myself out of the black abyss which is my current state but I was just too weak. Suddenly, I felt myself beginning to mould and move my lips to mumble “Ju-uggie, wai-it” I mumbled weakly, but all hope was lost, he’s gone.

I can’t believe I did this. I’m such an idiot. I just lost the best thing that’s ever happened to me, my soul mate and my best friend, gone forever.

Jughead POV

I can’t believe I just did that. I did exactly what everyone expected me to do, I screwed everything up and lost (Y/n). No, this is not happening. I have to make things right again and I know exactly how to do it.

(Y/n) POV

Hours passed as I tried to pull myself out of what I thought might be a coma, although I’m not too sure.

A single lonely tear fell from the inner ducts of my eye and down towards my chin. I was trying to focus on anything except for the immense pain I was feeling that I almost didn’t notice a warm hand brush the tear gently off my face.

A sudden rush of adrenalin caused my eyes to slowly pry open in hopes of seeing who was by my side. A bright light blurred my vision as though my eyes were seeing the light for the very first time. When my eyes came too I saw the only person who I know can fix what’s happened and make me happy again, Pop.

“Pop? Wha-what are you doing here? How did you find me?” I whispered, my voice still scratchy from being asleep for who knows how long? “Hey chick, just calm down alright. Don’t need you to freak out on me, I nearly lost you once and I don’t want to lose you again” Pop whispered as he pushed a strand of hair out of my eyes.

“What happened?” I asked Pop softly, still confused on what’s going on. “You were hit by a car 4 days ago. The nurse told me you have a broken leg, 3 broken ribs and a pretty bad bump on your head but, you’re alright.” Pop told me.

“You should also know that I’m not here on my own accord. Jughead found me and I am glad he did, he’s a really great friend ya know?” He said with this knowing look in his eyes. Then suddenly out of the corner on my eye, I see him, Jughead.

“I’m gonna give you two some time alone, okay babe? And remember, he’s the reason I’m here” Pop said as he slowly stood up and kissed me sweetly on the cheek and began to exit the room.

“Hey.” Jughead said awkwardly. “Hey there stranger,” I replied, patting the empty spot next to me, ushering him to come sit down. “Look Juggie, I just wanted to say I’m so-“ He cut me off. “No, (Y/n), no. You are not allowed to apologise, this ones on me.” He gestured to himself and I could see he was genuine so I let him continue.

There was an awkward tension in the room, like Jughead was trying to conjure up something to say. The truth is, Jughead was a brilliant writer but in turn, his social skills were less than adequate.

Unexpectedly, Jughead sighed and I swear I saw a tear run down his cheek. He then mumbled something inaudibly. “What? Jughead, please speak up!” I urged.

“… I’m not good enough for you okay! I never have been and I never will be. You are single handedly the most important person in my life and I love you so, so much but, I’m just a loner from the wrong side of the tracks and you’re the perfect girl next door” Jug head cried. “Pfft, perfect girl next door? I am nowhere near perfect Juggie. I am in love with a seventy-year-old for god sakes” I laughed, wiping a tear from my cheek. “I’m just as vulnerable and as damaged as you are Jughead, which is why we work so well together. Jughead Jones, you are undeniably the best thing that has ever happened to me and I’ll be dammed if I let anything ruin our friendship!” I laughed as I launched myself at jughead, embracing him as tightly as I could and ignoring the searing pain coursing throughout my body. I held onto him so tightly it was as if I was afraid that if I let go, I’d lose him, forever.

“I’m sorry for the awful things I said and I just wanted you to know that … I’m okay with you and Pop. Don’t get me wrong it’s a little strange but if he makes you happy then I’m happy” Jughead whispered into my ear as we held onto each other for dear life. I gasped, shocked at his sudden change of heart.

“Really Juggie? That means the world to me, thank you!” I cried nuzzling my face into his neck as I burst into tears of joy.

“Hey babe, you swell?” Pop appeared at the door, smirking. “Everything’s perfect” I said as I looked at my best friend and my lover. “Now come here and give mama some sugar!” I smirked flirtatiously. “… and that’s my queue to leave” Jughead gagged as he got up and began to leave.

“Jughead wait,” I yelled as he turned around, “Thank you!” I smiled.

“You’re welcome, and be safe you two crazy kids. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” He yelled smugly, leaving Pop and I to ourselves.

It’s true what they say about love, it’s undefinable. It can be crazy, wild and unpredictable but that’s what makes it love. No two relationships are ever the same but that’s what makes them so amazing, and unique. Sure, Pop and I have had our ups and downs, our trials and tribulations but I wouldn’t have it any other way. And I am not afraid to admit that I am truly, undeniably and unmistakably going bananas for Pop and his Chock’lit shoppe.

~

Summary: Betty still has feelings for Archie and doesn't feel right continuing her relationship with Jughead

Words: 830

Rain had started dribbling down from the sad sky, Jughead and Betty had just left the annual school dance, and Jughead was in awe of how breathtaking betty had looked. As the rain continued to come down heavier he offered her his suit jacket. “oh…thanks Jughead” Hmm he thought to himself, that's weird she only calls me jughead when she is upset. “Are you okay Betts?” he asked, his voice laced with concern.

“Jughead I think we need to talk…” her voice cracking at the end of her sentence.

Jughead chuckled “you’re not breaking up wit me are you?” Betty’s eyes brimmed with tears the rain was now pelting down but neither one of them noticed.

“Oh, Betty please whatever it is I'm sure we can work through this please I can’t loose you not now not ever.”

“You don’t deserve this Jug, you don’t deserve any of this but I can’t lead you on I love you too much to do that to you.”

“If you truly love me then we can work this out Betts please I wi-”

“I’M STILL IN LOVE WITH ARCHIE JUG” she shouts desperately in an attempt to stop Jughead’s pleading. A single tear escaped his eye.

“W-what?”

I’m so sorry Jug she goes to reach for his arm but he quickly flinches away, his whole body trembling.

B-but you said you loved me…just two seconds ago you said you loved me I heard it.”

“Oh Jughead I have and always will love you, you mean more to me than you will ever understand, I love you so much but I am still in love with Archie.” Tears are continuously streaming down Betty’s perfect face. Jughead’s heart broke seeing how utterly destroyed she was, he wanted to go to her, to hold her and wipe those tears from her sad eyes but he also knew he wasn't that person anymore, he wasn’t the person she wanted to hold her and tell her everything will be all right. No matter how hard he tried Betty has always loved Archie and deep down he knew this but he had hoped that maybe he might have been enough for her.

“So that's it then? three months just down the drain, have you loved him this entire time? was I just a ploy to make him jealous is that all I am to you Betts and when you realized it wasn’t working you decided to toss me away?” He knew the harshness of his words would hurt her but he was hurt, the girl he had been in love with for over a year didn’t want him anymore.

“Juggie”

“Don’t, Don’t call me that”

“You know you have always been more than that to me, I love you but it’s not fair to you if I can’t give you all of my love, these three months has been some of the happiest months of my life. You are my best friend you mean the world to me, please believe I would never try to hurt you, this is ripping me apart Jug…head. Please believe me when I say that you deserve so much better than a girl who can’t give you all of the love and happiness in the world.”

“Betty, I don't want some figurative girl who can give me everything I just want you, you and your infectious laugh that never ceases to make me smile, you and your hypnotic eyes that I could get lost in for days at a time. You and your determination and passion an-and courage, how you care for everyone no matter how many times they have wronged you. I want you Betty and there will never be a day where I will stop loving you.” Tears trickled down his face they were both soaking wet because of the harsh and unforgiving rain but Jughead knew as soon as he walked away he will have lost his only source of happiness and he wasn’t done fighting.

“Jughead I don’t know what to say I-”

“Tell me that this is just a phase, tell me to wait for you that you just need a little time to sort everything out before we can be together, tell me, tell me that I still have a chance, tell me you still want to be with me.”

“I can’t do that, I can’t tell you to wait for me because what if I'm never ready what if you find someone else but you’re still holding onto me I can’t do that to you Jug, you have to let go.” Jughead drops his head, slowly shaking it before looking at the love of his life one last time and saying.

“Maybe one day when we are both ready we may be able to give this another go but just know that I will never stop loving you, Elizabeth Cooper.”

Requested: Kinda

Word count: 1283 (Oopsie!)

Summary: (Y/n) best friend has just discovered her dirty little secret. Will he be accepting of her? Or will he be just like everyone else?

I jump up from my seat and bolt out the door, only to see Jughead briskly walking away from the diner. Oh boy was I in trouble.

~

My mind was racing, thousands of thoughts swarm throughout my brain as I try to comprehend what had just happened. I just kissed him. The man of my dreams, the most reliable and understanding person in my life had just kissed me and it was magical.

Our lips felt like they moulded and meshed together perfectly, like a team of synchronised swimmers, always perfectly in time. His soft, tender lips felt like heaven against mine.

I feel conflicted, on one hand the kiss was amazing, but on the other hand Jughead, my best friend had just seen myself and Pop kiss. I race back inside, grab my things and quickly kiss Pop on the cheek to say thank you. “Bye, chicken!” Pop yelled as I raced out the door and into the brisk night air in hopes of finding Jughead before someone else does.

I run towards jughead screaming his name, trying to get his attention but it was no use, he was gone. I started to panic. What if he told my parents? What if they found out about my love for an older man? I know for a fact that they would ship me off to a boarding school in Romania!

~

After what felt like hours of mindlessly searching for Jughead in all of his favourite spots, I was beginning to lose hope. I searched the Blue and Gold printing room, the local park and a few of his favourite places to write but nothing, not a single trace of Jughead.

I decided that I would finally go to his house to see if FP knows where he is. I walk up to his house and see that the lights are on inside so I walk up to the front door and knock three times.

Suddenly, I hear staggering footsteps and ragged breathing fast approaching the front door. All of a sudden, the door is forcefully pulled open and the stench of alcohol and cigarettes fill the air causing me to cough abruptly.

“Well well well, what are you doing here (Y/n)?” FP says as he leans against the doorway and stares at me with an intimidating glare. “Hey Mr. Jones, I was looking for Jughead, have you seen him?” I said quietly, too scared to move a muscle.

I knew about FP and the serpents and what he does for a living but I was a woman on a mission, nothing could stop me from finding Jughead.

“Nope, not here. Haven’t seen him in weeks actually, so go away!” He exclaimed as he slammed the door in my face.

I was flabbergasted to say the least. My best friend hadn’t been home in weeks and I knew nothing about it. Where was he living? Is he safe? So many questions to ask, now all I have to do is find him.

The last stop on my search for Jughead was the drive-in movie theatre. I had to find him and stop him before he does something he’ll regret. I walked into the drive-in theatre, knowing it was Jugheads favourite place as a boy, hoping and praying to find him. As I walk up the stairs to the control room I hear light pacing and mumbling which could only come from one tall, introverted boy. As I was about to clear my throat and make my presence known, I saw a sight in which I had never hoped to see. The sight was utterly heartbreaking, a tiny room equip with a dodgy blow up mattress, thin matted blankets and books that I was certain belonged to Jughead.

“Juggie, what is this place?” I whispered shocked at the sight unfolding in front of me. Jughead turn briskly, stunned that I had discovered his secret. “What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be shacked up with your sugar daddy or something!?” He yelled exasperated.

I froze. Never in our entire friendship has Jughead yelled at me like that. Tears brimmed in my eyes but I would never let them fall. Instantly, his face changed from one of anger to guilt as he realised the harshness of his words.

“(Y/n) I am so sorry, I didn’t mean it, I wa-was angry and upset a-and…” He stumbled as he tried to explain his despicable behaviour. “Look, forget it. I know your angry but just let me explain” I tried to reason with him in hopes that he would see my side of things.

I took a big deep breath and prepared myself for what I was about to say. “I’m in love with Pop! I know he’s older and I’m so young but I just, I can’t explain it. He’s warm, soft, gentle and perfect to me. I can’t imagine life without him, he’s my pookie bear and I-” I suddenly blurted out. Covering my hands over my mouth in fear, I panicked. I tried scanning his face for any sign or indication for what he was feeling but, nothing.

Jughead’s silence suddenly turned into laughter as a loud and obnoxious cackle erupted from his diaphragm.

Tears brimmed in my eyes and like floodgates, I tried to keep them but to no avail. I felt humiliated. The one person I could always come to and trust to never judge me was laughing at me like I was just a joke.

“Oh, you are such a crack up (Y/n/n)! Oh my god you are hilarious, pretending you’re in love with Pop. My stomach hurts from laughing” He said, continuing to laugh at my situation. Jughead looked up and instantly stopped laughing as he noticed the tear streaks down my face.

“What are you serious or something? (Y/n)? Oh my god your serious, aren’t you?” Jughead freaked and he went to console me.

“Don’t touch me. How could you? You’re supposed to be my best friend. I can’t be here, I’m sorry.” I whispered as I began to storm out of the room and into the pouring rain.

I began to walk as fast and as far away from Jughead as I possibly could, shivering from the harshness of the freezing rain. “(Y/n) wait please, I’m sorry!” I heard Jughead yell as he followed me out into the storm.

I froze on the side of the road unsure of what to do. On one hand Jughead is my best friend, my soul mate, my everything but I cannot believe he dissed my lifestyle, my Pop.

“No Jughead, I just can’t forgive you for this. You are supposed to be my best friend. The one who supports me through everything and always has my back” I sobbed “But today, I don’t know if I can be near you anymore. I’m done. How can I ever trust you with anything after this?” I shook my head and looked down. It pained me to say this but it had to be done.

Jughead looked absolutely crushed and I almost felt bad for him, almost. As Jughead began to take a step closer to me, I stepped back even further, I couldn’t be near him, not now and maybe not ever.

Suddenly, I hear the screeching of a car, a scream and all of a sudden I feel my body hurdling through the air and heading straight for the ground. I collide with the cold, hard concreate and feel as though every bone in my body is broken.

“(Y/N) OH MY GOD, SOMEBODY CALL AN AMBULANCE!” I head Jughead scream furiously and erratically. “(Y/n)? (Y/n/n), can you hear me?” Jughead cried but I couldn’t reply. Ever muscle in my body screamed to tell him I was okay but I just couldn’t find the strength.

SUMMARY; you are in love with your best friend Diltion Doiley, who confesses his love for you before telling you That Jughead knows about the gun shot.

Word Count; 808

I glanced over locking eyes with Riverdales' most eligible bachelor, Dilton Doiley. He was hosting a scouts meeting out on the school's football field and I for one couldn’t help but stare. I had been in love this brown eyed boy for over three years now but to him, I was nothing more than his best friend. Out of nowhere, Jughead appears menacingly walking over towards him as I watched over closely, it appeared that Jughead was almost interrogating Dilton and he did not look comfortable. I wanted to run over there and scream at Jughead for treating the love of my life so terribly but I just watched on until after a long while Jughead stormed off.

After Scouts

‘Hey, Doiley how was training?’ I asked hoping he would tell me about his encounter with Jughead.

‘Fine’ he muttered, wow whatever Jughead had said must have really gotten him down I thought to myself

‘Hey you still coming over for our weekly movie nigh-’

‘Not really in the mood [y/n]’ he cut me off and abruptly left my side, we haven’t missed a weekly movie night in two years I thought my heart breaking a little as tears welled up in my eyes, no I thought I can’t cry over something so stupid, why am I so pathetic I shook my head and continued on my walk home.

Later That Night

I’m not missing out on my favorite movie just because Dilton doesn’t want to see me I thought bitterly as I pressed play. About 20 minutes in I heard a soft knock at the door. Perplexed as to who it could be I walked to the door slowly unlocking it I looked up to see none other than Dilton Doiley holding a bunch of snow white roses and a box of heart-shaped chocolates.

‘Look [y/n] I am so sorry for the way I snapped at you today, you didn't do anything to deserve it, you were just trying to be a supportive friend and I pushed you away I'm so sorry.

‘Dilton I’

‘ I also need to tell you something [y/n] you’re my best friend and I hope to god this doesn't ruin our friendship because I don’t know what I would do if I ever lost you but, okay I'm just going to come out and’ Dilton looked flustered so I lightly pressed my soft lips to his hoping that this is where he was going with the conversation, I pulled away avoiding eye contact until I hear his sweet voice start to speak again.

‘[y/n] would you maybe want to be my girlfriend?’

‘Oh, Dilton I thought you would never ask’ I could feel my cheeks heating up slightly. Would you like to come in for movie night I only just started?’

‘There is nothing I would love more’ He said a smile playing on his lips.

We snuggled into my aging couch, I looked down noticing Diltons arm around my waist, ‘Dilton’ I say in a questioning tone.

Yeah, Babe? he asked sounding a bit concerned

‘what was Jughead talking to you about during practice?’

‘Oh, you saw that?’ he said staring at his feet, I felt his hands start to shake.

‘Are you okay babe whats wrong? you lightly kiss his quivering lips in an attempt to comfort him.

Baby, I think I might be in trouble, Jughead came to confront me about why I was at SweetWater River on July 4th, he knows [y/n] he knows about the gun. [y/n] you have to believe me, I swear I did not shoot Jason Blossom I could never do anything like that.’ Dilton was as pale as a sheet.

‘Baby of course I know you didn’t shoot Jason, what did Jughead say is he going to alert sheriff Keller?’ I ask nervously

‘He said he would tell the sheriff unless I give him an exclusive for the blue and gold if anyone finds out I will be a prime suspect, it was a pure coincidence I knew is would have stayed here with you instead of hosting a special scout training day. Oh [y/n] what am I going to do?’ He’s eyes started welling up with tears.

Ohh shh, babe, it's going to be okay no matter what happens I'm not going to leave you. We will get through this together I promise you I will not let anything happen to you baby I'm not going to lose not when I only just got you.’ I say just before his lips come crashing onto mine, I felt sparks jolt through my body as we pull apart I put my head in the crook of his neck and hear him whisper

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Word count: 815 words

Summary: (Y/n) had always known she was different from a young age. She didn’t like the boys her friends liked, she liked them … older.

It was a windy afternoon in Riverdale when I decided it was a nice evening to go to Pop’s Diner. Pop’s diner was the loal hangout for myself and ‘The Gang’, however I didn’t really feel like much company tonight for you see, I was having a bit of boy trouble. I have always had this crush on a certain shy and brooding member of the Riverdale community but I would never, ever let anyone know.

As I began to open the door, I noticed the ‘closed’ sign and sighed. It really just wasn’t my day today. Then suddenly, I hear Pop calling my name and ushering me inside out of the gushing winds.

“Hey there Darl, what can I get for you tonight?” Pop asked sweetly as he grabbed his pen and paper ready to take my order. “Thank you for letting me eat here Pop, you really are kind. Oh and, ummm just a banana milkshake and some fries please!” I say shyly and almost embarassingly. “Anything for a pretty chick like yourself” Pop whispered as he winked and walked away to prepare my order. Thankfully my long (Y/h/c) hair was covering my face so that Pop couldn’t see my cheeks blush a rosey pink at his extremley kind words.

I sit and stare at the table infront of me, ignoring the hustle and bustle of the small town I have come to know and love and begin to think about the man that I am deeply and undeniably in love with.

I can’t help but think about his beautiful brown eyes, soft angelic like facial features and the way he writes is truly magnificent. Everything about this man makes me swoon uncontrolably and no matter how far down I push these feelings, they always seem to surface.

“1 banana milkshake and Fries for the lovley miss (Y/l/n)!” Pop says as he walks over to my table. Suddenly, without any warning Pop’s feet slip out from underneath him, bringing himself and the tray of food tumbling towards me.

It all happened so fast and suddenly I was drenched in grease, milk and Pop, and im not complaining. Pop rushed to his feet, grabbing a stack of napkins and began to eratically dab them all over my grease covered shirt. “I am so sorry honey, I am such a cluts these days, old age and all,” Pop excalimed as he suddenly began wiping my face to try and recover what was left of my makeup.

For a moment there, our eyes met and it was magical. Sparks flew and I knew, just knew that he had seen it too. A connection, a bond. A bond like nothing I have ever felt before, truly wonderful.

“Ummm I-it’s ok-ay Pop, really, I’m alright!” I said honestly, grabing his hand to stop him from fussing. “I will be right back with a double chocolate ice-cream sundae, on the house!” he said as he rushed to the kitchen to get to work.

I couldn’t help but think of him, Pop, the man I have loved for as long as I can remember. Most people don’t approve of my liking to Pop, including my parents but I don’t care. So what if theres a massive age gap, I don’t care! So what if its considered socially unacceptable. He is the most funny, kind, and loving person I have ever had the pleasure of meeting, and those dentures ahhhhh.

But sadly we can never be, our love will never flourish and I will never be his because I know that he doesn’t like me. I’m just a child, a kid. A man like Pop would nevr go for a lass like me, this isn’t the movies.

“I am so sorry again (Y/n), really I am!” Pop yelled as he handed me my ice-cream. As I went to reach for the ice-cream, our hands touched. His soft, tender hands touched mine for the first time and it was impecable.

Suddenly, Pop’s juicy lips are crashing into mine and an unforgiving pace. His lips are soft and gentle bu the kiss was electrifying. His hand caresses my cheek as our tongues fight for dominance. After what felt like minutes, I came up for air and stared deeply into Pop’s eyes. My mind was racing at a hundred miles per hour at what my parents would think of me now, how disapproving they would be of my actions.