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08/06/2022 05:11 PM 

Aftermath of Everything.

 


 “Between you and I, things never went back to being the same.” Jughead had regretfully said when he stared at Betty, sipping a cup of coffee at the diner that started it all, Pops. This was a booth type of conversation, and he took a deep breath because he knew this was going to be a heavy conversation. He looked at her, and the look she gave back to him was a different kind of look. One he wasn’t used to. And, as always, he overanalyzed what she could possibly be thinking behind those glossy hues. He continued to speak his mind. One thing that stayed the same was the fact that he would say just exactly how he felt. How he felt about everything. “Everything is so different. Even the way you look at me. I could sense the heartbreak and pain that you stifle and keep hidden deep down inside you. You pretend that we can just go back to normal and forget what happened. What happened when we were younger. We built a life past the regretful times, but we never built closure to everything. I need closure, Betty. I can’t keep it buried. It’s like, why can’t we just let it out and feel better about everything?” 

Jug asked that question, but he also knew that he was the one that lost his temper the last time they tried to let it out and talk about it. Betty was only doing what he had asked for. Even right now, although he was having this conversation with her, he didn’t want to. “I’m just….I’m just exhausted. I’m tired of pretending to be strong about it. Can we stop pretending and realize that we have a problem? Can we stop acting like we continuing a happily ever after fairytale? Be mad at what I did. Make the guilt go away. I feel so guilty for breaking your heart and lashing out. And you just…pretend like nothing changes your feelings for me. Don’t it hurt, Betty?”

Jughead finally broke his eye contact and stared down at the table on front of them. He pushed his coffee to the side. He no longer wanted it. Besides, it was cold anyways. All he wanted was to feel better. He wanted Betty’s honesty and for her to punish him for his sins. He was probably asking for too much. He had already said too much. At this rate, Betty was probably confused as to where this was all coming from. Jug was also good at pretending to be alright. He was the same person that faked his death. Pretending to be alright came so naturally for him. Betty was blameless as usual. “I don’t know, Betty. It’s just me. Maybe I’m the problem.” He mumbled that last thought and finally stayed silent, waiting for her to say something.

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