I don't remember | Jughead x Reader | Part 2
Summary: You wake up after the big party, definitely not in your bed, and you don’t remember how you got here. To be honest, you don’t remember anything that happened last night. Why are you not wearing your dress? Why you do you have a big bruise on your arm? Why are you in Jughead Jones’ apartment? What does all this have to do with Reggie? And why you don’t remember anything, even getting drunk?
Warnings: MISTERY, cursing, alcohol, bad decisions, some sexual content, presumptions of rape, suppositions about a date rape drug. You are reading at your own risk. Sorry.
A/N(IMPORTANT): I am very glad that so many of you liked the first part. When I started to write this, I did not expect to write a story like this. I hope you will like the second part.
Please after reading this, read some fluff. Now the important part: I have dyslexia so forgive me for my grammar, because I’m trying to write correctly, but it does not always work. So I’m sorry again.
Feel free to send my any requests, asks etc.
Also, the thoughts are write in italic.
“The problem is that you wasn’t drunk (Y/N),” he said.
“W-what?” My voice was shaky
How quick could I get to the front door?Jughead was (much/a little bit/-) taller, but maybe I could reach them faster. Of course, if the door is not closed. I could also choose a window, but this one look like really tricky to open.
“Maybe you want to change first?” He asked, and my mind started to work faster.
I need to get out of here. Now
I threw the clothes he gave my into the air, and I reached the front door. I pressed the handle.
Closed. Fuck. I should choose the window.
“This was amazing,” I said when I finished my drink “What did you add to it?”
His eyes opened wide, but he smirked and said: “I am not telling you, it’s a secret.”
I laughed. “Then I would like another “secret”, but first let’s go dance.“
“I want to leave! If you don’t let me go, I will start screaming” Jughead was shocked. Probably he didn’t expect that I will act like this.
“Wait what… No no (Y/N) it’s not like that.”
“Open the door!”
“(Y/N)” He began to approach me.
“Stay away!” I said quickly. He stopped and put his hand into his pocket. He took out the keys.
“I am not forcing you to stay here (Y/N). You can leave whenever you want” He threw the keys, and I caught them.
“The biggest one,” he said.
I slowly opened the door still looking at him. It was right key.
It calmed me a little.
“Ok, what happened” I crossed my arms. I needed answers, but I still didn’t trust him. Why should I?
I felt dizzy. The room started to be vague.
What was happening? I didn’t drink or eat anyth… Oh God, he made me a coffee. And I drank it.
“Hi guys!” Veronica and a guy who I didn’t know walked to us.
“Hi!” I said
“(Y/N) you don’t know my brother. This is Oliver, Oliver this is (Y/N)” Reggie introduced us.
“Nice to meet you (Y/N)!” He was taller than Reggie, but they were very similar. No wonder why Veronica was looking at his face with admiration. He was very very handsome.
“You too.” He smiled. He had a gorgeous smile!
“Guys, someone puked on the stairs, and the beer had finished.” said some tall blonde boy who just barged through a crowd.
“It’s not even midnight!” Reggie looked at his brother and then at us.
“I take the beer,” Oliver said.
“So that means I going to deal with the stairs” Reggie rolled his eyes and sighed.
“Yup, little brother. Excuse us ladies. We will be right back.”
My vision went blur. I was falling. I felt the strong hand on my waist.
“No,” I said, but Jughead didn’t let me go.
“Calm down. Just sit on the chair. You will not black down in my house again.”
He walked my to the chair and took away his hands.
“What was in my coffee,” I said quietly
“What was in my coffee Jughead?”
“Girl, we are lucky” Ronnie smirked to me when Reggie and Oliver drifted away.
“The most handsome brothers!”
“I can already hear the rumours.”
“(Y/N) and Veronica the luckiest girls in the school” we laughed
“What are you two laughing about” we heard Archive voice. We turn around. He was holding two drinks.
“Nothing” Ronnie smiled.
“Well I figured out you will probably like something to drink since your partners abounded you.” He handle us the drinks
“I shouldn’t mix the alcohol,” I said hesitantly
“C'mon (Y/N) I made it especially for you” Archie winged.
“You are the second guy who said that in about ten minutes” I rolled my eyes
“Not very original.”
“Yeah thank you Archie for making during especially for (Y/N)” Ronnie acted offended but she smiled
“And this one is “especially” for you Veronica” Archie reflected, but he kept looking at me when I was drinking. I laughed.
“I hope so,” Ronnie said and took her drink.
“I didn’t drug you (Y/N)!”
“That is something, which someone who drugged me would say!” My vision was clear again. He was picking up the clothes. He looked in my eyes and sighed.
“I didn’t drug you. I didn’t force you to anything…” I opened my mouth. “No, let me finish! I didn’t add anything to your coffee. Basically, I didn’t do anything like that. I don’t know the whole story, but I can tell you what I know and what happened. I will understand if you don’t want to. You can leave whenever you want.”
I didn’t say anything. I wasn’t sure what to do. I was curious, but on the other hand, I was scared.
He rolled his eyes, took his phone out of his pocket and placed it on the table next to me.
“I don’t know where your phone is but you can call whoever you want and check my story. Ok?”
“How are you filling?”
I knew that I shouldn’t mix alcohol! It was wired that I was drunk after two drinks. I didn’t like being drunk, but this time it was surprisingly nice. I felt relaxed when I was dancing. But after about 20 minutes I started feeling dizzy.
“Are you ok?” Kevin asked with concerned look
“I think-k so-o. I n-need s-some air” I said, and I was surprised. I didn’t think I
was so drunk to have a speech problem.
“Girl how much did you drink?” he smirked
“Definitely not enough” Veronica handled me a drink. She already drank about 6 and Archie was still bringing more.
“No, thanks.” The speech problem disappeared, how was that possible?
“C'mon you only drank about 2 and it’s not even midnight. By the way, did someone see Reggie or Olivier?”
“Why I am here with you,” I asked
“You called me,” he answered.
That was wired. Why I phoned Jughead? I didn’t know him. I didn’t talk to him. Something wasn’t right.
“I don’t have your number. How could I called you?”
“You called me from Archie’s phone.”
“I think I need to go home,” I said and started to looking for my purse. Damn it I left it somewhere.
“No (Y/N) stay with us!” Kevin insisted
I saw that Archie was holding a phone, he was texting. I took his phone and opened the contact book.
“No (Y/N)!” Archie tried to stop me and got his phone back. Probably I interrupted some meaningful conversation. I didn’t care. I found the taxi number, but I accidentally press the one above. I saw Jughead name on the screen, and then I heard his voice. He was angry.
“Dude! I told you I’m busy. I don’t care how wasted you are I’m not picking you up.” He hung up.
Archie took the phone out of my hand. “You need some air,” He said. “I will call a taxi for you, ok?”
We walked out of Reggie’s house. The cold air was very nice. But I didn’t felt better. Contrary everything went blur again. I sat on the stairs. I felt dizzy and tired.
“Do you want to have a walk? Drive-In is nearby” I heard the voice. It sounded like from under water. Unrealistic. I didn’t recognise it. Maybe it was Archie? I walked out with Archie, right?
Strong hands helped me to stand up. I felt like my feets didn’t belong to me. I looked at the owner of the hands. But everything was nebulous. He was tall. What was his hair colour? Is it’s just the light from the streetlight reflecting in his black hair or there are really red?
“Yeah let’s go,” I said, and he took my hand.
“What are you not telling me, Jughead?” I asked
He didn’t answer.