Hi, can you do a short piece where Betty finds Jughead after the dance and tells him that she loves him?
Her toes were bleeding and the bottom of her dress had come completely unhemmed, dragging behind her like a makeshift wedding veil. She was frantic, her silky blonde hair now had streaks of red caused by running her bloody palms through it in frustration and she was freezing, the soon to be winter chill seemed to pierce right through her bare arms as she searched the Southside Trailer park for her boyfriend.. or ex boyfriend? The thought made her heart instantly ache. How had it gone this far? How had she let it? Every time she tried to do the right thing she failed, it was inevitable at this point.
She had just come from Pops, her jaw was still tense at the memory of her friends betrayal. it was so wrong, so selfish and inconsiderate of Archie and Veronica, and like always she found herself pulled in, lumped into the same selfish category. Finally grabbing her heels from her feet, Betty slammed the pointed article at a wooden fence, angrily stabbing the rotted wood. She was angry, disappointed, hurt and at this point? Just tired. Where could he be? The town wasn’t that big, he wasn’t home, he wasn’t at Pops, his father wasn’t around he was in….
Oh my god.
Pulling her other shoe off, Betty raced through the quiet streets of Riverdale, it was way after midnight and she knew her mother would be anxiously waiting up, but she couldn’t care, not now. Squinting at Sheriff Kellers makeshift prison, Betty slammed through the doors, her eyes dragging around the room, he had to be here, there was no where else to go. She spotted F.P instantly, he was leaning against the bars and his eyes had gone wide when he saw the blonde standing in the doorway.
“Betty?” He asked confused, his face leaning further into the metal as he scanned her concerned, eyeing the bloody streaks in her hair and her absolutely destroyed hands.
“F.P” she whispered, wrapping her fingers around the bars, her eyes filled with tears “I’m so sorry, we’re going to get you out of here. I know you didn’t do this, there’s no way they can think you did. Just give me a minute.. let me think..” she mumbled as he slid a hand through the bars and touched her arm
“This isn’t your fault darlin, I know that someone’s out to get me, but you know how it looks, wrong side of the tracks and all that, you need to calm down.. you’re bleeding.”
Betty shook her head and opened her mouth to speak , when she was cut off suddenly by a very familiar voice from behind her
Whipping around, Betty gasped slightly when she made eye contact with jughead, his eyes were red rimmed and his beanie was gone, he looked exhausted but by the look on his face, she assumed she looked worse.
“Elizabeth? What are you doing here?” Sheriff Keller asked the blonde as he brought forward a tissue to wipe her hands.
Betty’s face turned nasty and she threw the tissue dramatically
“Don’t try and be nice to me Sheriff Keller, I saw what you did to F.Ps trailer, I saw the way you wrecked it! You can’t do that, even if you think someone is guilty you can’t destroy their property!”
The older man had the decency to look ashamed, he had gotten caught up in the moment
“No!” She cut him off “this isn’t right, you can’t do this! You know that he’s not guilty, you know he’s being framed! Why can’t you do your job! You need to find the real killer, but you’re just here wasting everyone’s time!”
F.P shot a glance over the fighting pairs head at his son and nodded quickly, nudging his head towards the door and mouthing
“Go. I’ll see you tommorow”
Jughead took the cue and gently took Betty by the arm, pulling out the door as she continued her rant. When they finally hit the fresh air, Betty stopped and looked up at him
“Juggie.” She whispered “I am so sorry, I should have told you but I didn’t know for sure, I thought maybe just once my mother would let me have something, let me have something that makes me happy!” Her lips were quivering and jughead fought the urge to take her in his arms
“Why are you here Bets?” He asked exhaustedly, the day finally catching up to him, he felt a sense of calm in Betty’s presence and it was enough to allow him to breathe.
The gorgeous blonde sighed softly, dropping her hands limply to her sides
“I’m doing this because your father isnt guilty, I’m doing this because you don’t deserve this, any of this and.. and I’m doing this because.. because I love you.” She whispered so quiet he had to strain to hear, his entire body tightening at the words, his heart was pretty much out of his chest at this point and he could do nothing but look at her wide eyed, how long had it been since he had heard those words?
“I know that this is terrible timing and we can pretend it never happened, but I just had to tell you.. I just had too…” she was cut off instantly when Jugheads hungry lips attacked hers with a passion she had never seen before, pinning her up against the wall her took her scarred palms in his own and dropped his lips to her hands
“I love you too.” He whispered, eyes finally coming up to meet hers, Betty gasped quietly and rested her forehead against his.
This had been the longest night of her life and this was definitely not how she expected to hear those words for the first time, but standing here under the harsh street lamp with jughead hands in hers, she couldn’t imagine another way.