Hatred (Part 3)
Summary: After walking in on you with Jughead, Betty makes it her mission to convince you guys to talk about your relationship. It takes some prodding, but eventually you work everything out.
You walked all the way home and went straight to your room before you even looked at your phone. 9 missed calls from Betty. But 0 from Jughead. Why hadn’t he called? Whatever. You knew you’d have to deal with this on Monday anyways, so you might as well enjoy the rest of the weekend.
You went to your locker that morning, hoping to put your stuff away and go straight to class. Unfortunately, Betty had other plans. She was waiting for you at your locker. You tried to turn and leave, but she had already seen you.
She jogged over to you. “What the heck, [Y/N]? Why didn’t you answer my texts or calls this weekend? I didn’t mean to mess things up with you and -”
“Betty, I don’t want to talk about it.” You interrupted. You were annoyed that he hadn’t bothered to contact you at all. If he actually did care, wouldn’t he have done something?
“What’s wrong?” She could tell you were upset. “Didn’t he talk to you? After you left on Friday, we had a long talk about you two.”
You were a bit surprised. Jughead had talked to Betty about it but not you? “What did he say?” You asked, biting your lip. Whatever he said could make or break your relationship.
“It’s not my place. You should ask him.” The bell rang just as she finished her sentence. “I’ll see you later.” She walked off. You sighed. You’d have to take this into your own hands.
You were prepared to ambush him at lunch, but he was nowhere to be found. After 10 minutes of looking for him, you gave up and went to sit with Betty, Veronica, and Archie.
Betty looked surprised as you took the seat next to her. “Why aren’t you talking to him?” She leaned over to whisper so only you would hear.
“I can’t find him anywhere.” You rolled your eyes. You just wanted to focus on your lunch and spend some time not thinking about Jughead.
Of course, that moment was when Jughead decided to show up. He sat down next to Archie, across from you. You tried to give him an angry look, but he didn’t even bother to look your way.
“What’s up, Jug?” Archie turned to greet him.
Jughead turned to Archie and began chatting, as if everything was normal. How dare he just ignore you like that? You turned to Betty, shocked and angry. She gave you an apologetic look before turning to Jughead.
“Hey, Jughead, do you want to study with me and [Y/N] tonight for the next history quiz?” She asked politely.
“Not if she’s going to be there.” He finally looked at you, but he was glaring. What was he doing? Why was he acting like nothing had ever happened?
You clenched your jaw and your fist tightened around the plastic spoon you were holding. “No, you know what? I won’t be there.” You looked at Jughead. You wished you could burn a hole with your eyes.
“Yes, you will. You’ll both be there. At my house. 6 pm.” Betty’s voice was a bit more forceful than usual.
Jughead glanced at you again, his eyes narrow and dark. You continued to clench your fist and when you opened it again, you found you had split the plastic utensil in half. You threw it on your tray. “Whatever.” You said as you stood up and walked away.
You really didn’t want to go to Betty’s but you knew that if you didn’t go today, she would push you to go tomorrow and then the next day until something actually happened. Might as well get it over with.
You showed up at Betty’s house around 6. She answered the door and led you to her room, where Jughead already was. He was sitting backwards in her vanity chair. You could feel his eyes on you as you walked past him to sit on the seat in front of the window. You immediately wished you hadn’t come. You sat, folding your arms in front of your chest and keeping your gaze straight so you wouldn’t be looking at him.
Betty sat on her bed and glanced back and forth between the two of you, waiting for one of you to start a conversation. When that didn’t happen, she spoke up. “So, why don’t we start with Jughead? Isn’t there something you wanted to say to [Y/N]?” He slouched in his chair and refused to speak.
You were tired of this game. You had to start this conversation, because obviously he wasn’t going to. “Damn it, Jughead! Why can’t you just say something to me? Why didn’t you call me this weekend? And why were you being a jerk at lunch today? Does none of this matter to you?”
“Of course this means something to me, [Y/N]! I was the one who kissed you first!” He turned to you. He was very angry. “Do you know how hard it was for me to decide what to do? I’ve hated you all my life and then somehow I liked you? It makes no sense!” He stood up quickly, knocking the chair to the floor.
“Jughead, calm down. It’s okay, we’re going to work this out.” Betty said, calmly.
“Betty, why does this even concern you?” He snapped at her.
She looked up at him, shocked. You’d never seen Jughead this angry before and you bet that she hadn’t either. “Okay, Jughead. I’ll leave, but you two are going to fix this.” She sounded a bit hurt. She silently walked out of the room.
“Jughead what the hell? You just kicked Betty out of her own room!” You stood up, now as angry as he was. Being this rude to you was one thing, but being this rude to Betty? That’s where you drew the line.
Jughead sighed, rubbing a hand across his face. He seemed shocked himself at what he had just done. He instantly lowered his voice. “I know, I didn’t mean to…” He slowly sat down on the edge of the bed. You couldn’t stand to see him so upset with himself.
You walked over to him, gently sitting down so your right leg was touching his left. “It’s okay, Jughead. She just wants us to talk it over, so let’s do that.” You reached over to grab his left hand. “For Betty.” Your voice hardened a bit on those last words. You were still angry with him.
He glanced at you. You gave him a small smile, hoping to cheer up. He smiled back.
“Okay, here it all is.” He turned his gaze to the floor as he spoke. “I was still struggling with how felt about you after the party. I really liked the kiss and you seemed to, too, so I thought we might have a chance. But on Friday, when you left as soon as Betty showed up, it seemed like you were embarrassed to be seen with me. That’s also why I didn’t bother calling you. I was mean to you today because I thought that if I went back to acting how I used to act around you, maybe things would go back to normal and I would stop liking you.”
“Jughead…” You started. Your actions did sound pretty bad. You never meant to hurt him like that. “Jughead, look at me.” He looked up, looking into your eyes. You placed a hand on his cheek. His hand moved to cups yours. You loved the warmth of his hand on yours. “I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings when I left on Friday. I was confused, too. You told me that it was ‘too complicated,’ so I thought you didn’t want an actual relationship. When Betty showed up, I panicked and left because I thought you wouldn’t want anyone to know. I’m sorry if it seemed like I was embarrassed of you.”
He sighed. “I’m sorry that I was being so difficult about everything. I just wasn’t sure about what I felt or what I wanted.”
“Well do you know what you want now?”
“Yes.” He smiled. “I want you.”
You placed your other hand on his other cheek and pulled his face to yours. You pushed your lips to his. His hands moved to your waist, pulling you closer to him. Before the kiss could turn into anything deeper, you pulled away.
“Is something wrong?” Jughead asked worried.
“You need to go apologize to Betty.”
He sighed. “Yeah, I was a bit rough on her.” He stands up and heads for the door. As he opens the door, the two of you see Betty backing away from the door quickly. She flashes you a guilty smile. “Oh, have you guys worked everything out?”
“I think Betty was listening in on our conversation.” Jughead says, turning to smirk at you.
You fake gasp, making a shocked face. “Betty!” You jokingly scold her.
“Okay, maybe I was.” Betty laughed.
“Listen, Betty, I want to apologize for -” Jughead began, sounding worried.
“Don’t worry about it, Jug. I forgive you. I just wanted you guys to make up and you did, so I’m happy. Does this mean I can tell Veronica and Archie about you guys?”
“Uh, I don’t know… It might be weird given how we used to act around each other. They might tease us about it.” Jughead turned to you.
“Oh, they’ll definitely tease us. But it’s nothing we can’t handle.” You smirk at him.
THE NEXT DAY
“So does this mean you guys have been having anger sex the whole time?” Veronica asked at lunch the next day.
You sat next to Jughead, across from Veronica. Jughead looked at you with shocked eyes and a slightly red face.
“Very funny, Veronica.” You said, mockingly. You smirked and raised your eyebrows at her as if to say “yes.”
“I saw that.” Jughead said, causing everyone at the table to laugh.