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"Jug you need to tell her, she will understand," Archie sipping his coffee.

They were both in a fancy restaurant. "It's not susceptible telling her who's am, "what if she rejects me?" he asked.

"She wouldn't dude, She loves you," He replied.

The waiter came to give their bill. He saw the love of his life not far from his direction. She had the most beautiful smile he has ever seen.

Archie noticed he was staring at her with admiration.

"This is your Chance go talk to her," Archie whispered in his ear.

He stood up from his seat to talk her when he saw the guy coming toward her and hugged her.

"What the fuck," He murmured.

He went toward her direction and punched the guy on the face. They got into a deep fight; Jughead got a few punch blow on his face. He hits him in pointing he broke his nose and fall. Betty tried to intervene but became worst.

Before Jughead realised what he has done, the damage already is done.

"Someone call the ambulance!" Betty shouted, crying virtuously.

"I didn't mm...to?" He wasn't able to complete his sentence.

He felt hand cupped on his side.

He turned to look at the detective with shock.

"Jughead Jones under arrest for assault," Detective said.

He looked at Archie one more time" call my lawyer". He left the restaurant having one glance at Betty, who looked angry. He entered the police car, take one last glance at her as the car move.

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Betty went straight to her dorm after the incident. "What should she do?" she tore apart between love and sacrifice. "Can't she let him go?"She thought. It wasn't for her at a point were apart for three weeks. Things were getting worse for them. He falls off the wishing in a short period.

She picks up the phone and calls the only person who helps her.

"Jay, we need to talk," her tone was serious.

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"Fuck this," punching his fist on the wall.

He put his hair on his messy, he going sociopath crazy. Who would know how long he's staying here. He was a mess, coward, and Jerk. The walls holding him back bring him toward the same position. He sat on the sofa bed down bunk. He lies down a bit, pulling mess hair on the sofa bed. This is his hell of regret for the rest of his life. He messed up badly.

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