" happy birthday, dear Jughead, happy birthday to you" Betty sings sweetly walking around there small dining room table to stand behind him. She put her hands on his shoulders, planting a kiss on his cheek. She bites on her lip before whispering, " make a wish". Jughead sits up and blows out the flames on the big 23 candle. Betty walks around and sits on the arm of the chair he sits in, wrapping her arms around his neck.
" can you believe a year ago today I was singing to you through the phone. You were in New York at college. I was stuck in Riverdale at the blue and Gold. Now look at us our own little apartment in the big Apple itself. I wouldn't have thought about applying to NYU if it weren't for you" she whispers leaning in and kissing him passionately. Jughead stands up, never letting there lips separate. He puts his hands on her hips, leading her toward the bedroom.
Jughead smiles against her, " I think I want my present now" he says, leaning into the kiss more. Betty hums and puts her hands on his face, gently pushing him off.
"Wait-wait" she says jogging into the bathroom. She walks out with a little box wrapped in a silver bow. Betty breaths deeply.
" there's one more" she says handing him the box. Jughead looks down at it smiling. He takes off the bow, looking at the long think black box. He looks up at her excitedly before taking the lid off. His face falls as he sees the positive reading pregnancy test. He picks up the stick and drops the box to the floor.
" Betty what is this?" He says not looking up at her.
" juggy what are you talking abo-"
" is this some kind of sick joke?" He says looking up at her with that look he gives when he's disgusted. Betty frowns as tears fill her eyes.
" it's not a joke juggy" she whispers taking a step away from him. " I- I thought you would be happy. Your always talking about how much you love jellybean and I just thought"
" well you thought wrong, again. God, one year you throw me a kegger with my alcoholic dad, then the next you tell me your pregnant" he says throwing the test onto the counter. This wasn't him, she knew that. She knew something else had to be wrong. It doesn't mean his words didn't sting.
" why are you doing this jug?" She says desperately as tears cascaded down her face. At the sound of her sad voice he looks up. Shes farther away form him now, holding the edges of her cardigan she's wearing close to her body, wrapping it around her self. He sees how her knuckles are white, finger nails digging far into her skin. At the sight of her tear stained cheeks he panics. He quickly grabs his jacket and leaves, leaving her a sobbing mess in there small apartment.
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Jughead slowly opensthe apartment door and creeps inside. He looks on the oven to see it was 3:26. He slowly shuts the door and slipps of his shoes. He hangs up his jacket and slowly walks across the room to the little doorway leading into the bedroom. His heart breaks as he sees Betty laying on top of the comforter with her clothes still on, her hand clutched around her phone. Her pony tail as tight as ever. He almost starts sobbing when he sees the trails of blood coming from her palms. She still had a full of makeup on, most of it smudged from her sobbing. He walks over to her side of the bed and gently shakes her shoulders. Her eyes slowly open and she quickly jumps not knowing who was in her bed room. She quickly relaxes when she sees that it was Jughead.
" let's get you into pjs" he says, cupping her face. She looks at him and nods slowly, standing up and walking to her dresser.
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A few moments later Betty was lying in her bed, Jughead holding her close. She was staring at him, tears slowly filling her eyes.
" you left Jughead, you left after I told you I was having our baby" she whispers as silent tears roll down her face. He frowns.
" I know, I know I just, I couldn't handle the thought of becoming my dad"
" what are you talking about?" Betty asks, slowly sitting up. Jughead follows her.
" When I saw the test I just thought of my dad, and how he was never there for me, and I couldn't bare the thought of doing that to our child. I took it out on you and the baby and I'm sorry Betts I'm so sorry" he says crumbling into pieces in Betty's arms. He sobs into her shirt. She rubs his back and pulls his head up so he is looking at her.
" I know Jughead, I know. It's ok. I love you so much" she says kissing him, pulling his hands and placing them on her stomach.
