UNEDITED
requested by: honeybear2421
dear dixie rose,
your request is my personal favorite, i hope you like it.
Y/N
"Well, I'm sorry for having a job and having to work so I could pay for the bills." he snapped.
"You say that as if I'm not working too." I rolled my eyes, "I work my ass too. But I still find time to spend it with you."
"Have you ever heard me nagging you to spend less time with your work and more with me?" He fumed, stepping closer.
"That's not what I'm saying." I said, rubbing my temples.
"Well that's what it f*cking sounds like." He hissed, his face only an inch away from mine.
"All I was saying is, you never spend time with me anymore. We barely see each other, I have to wake up early for the bakery and you get home late. And, I-I miss you." My voice trembled.
"Are you saying it's my fault?" He snapped, "No, Ju—"
"You know what? I can't, just—" He stopped, walking out of the room. I followed him, "Jug—" I said, tears forming around my eyes as he grabbed his coat and keys.
I held his arm, but he ripped it out of my reach and slammed the door in my face. I sobbed, and dropped on the ground.
He's gone.
e a r l i e r
"Oh sh*t." I gasped, staring at the results in front of me.
It all made sense now, my cranky moods, my weird craving for weird ass food like, pizza with peanut butter on top, the painful cramps every morning.
I'm pregnant.
With Jughead.
I rubbed my face, tears welling up in my eyes. What the hell am I going to say to Juggie.
I left the pregnancy test on the sink, and began pacing in our room. I rubbed my temples, full on crying now.
Juggie and I have been together since Junior year, and now we both had jobs, me working in a nearby bakery and also a part time writer online, and him working in a publishing company. He wouldn't leave me, would he?
There's no point in hiding it, it'll only make it worse— so I'll tell him tonight. I stared at myself in the mirror, in the washroom. I washed my face, and changed into a pair of jeans and an oversized sweater.
I brought my wallet, phone, and keys. I drove to the supermarket, buying all the things I need to make a fancy pasta I learned how to make.
I payed for all the things, and drove back home. I began, unpacking the things and started to cook.
I boiled up the water in a pot, and dropped the pasta. And while that was cooking, I started making the sauce. Chopping up the tomatoes, I heard the door open, I swallowed the lump in my throat nervously.
I dumped the tomatoes on the pan, and began to stir. Soon enough, I was done cooking.
I sat on the couch and began watching TV. Though I didn't pay any attention to the show at all, I began biting my nails, and soon my eye lids felt heavy. I glance at the clock on the wall, 10 pm. Usually Jughead would be home by 9.
I sighed, getting up and stared at the two plates on the table, with a candle in the middle. I walked into our room and decided to lay in bed and rest for a while.
I felt the other side of bed dip, I shot my eyes open to see Jughead. "Hey." He greeted, "Hi." I smiled, as he kissed his forehead.
I stretched my legs and arms, and check my phone for the time. 12 midnight. I got up and took his hand, and pulled him, he chuckled "What are you up to?" He questioned.
"I made you dinner." I said. His smile faltered, "I already ate, Honey." I furrowed my brows, "Why didn't you tell me?" I asked, crossing my arms.
"Well you didn't exactly ask." he chuckled, still sitting on the bed and with me standing in front of him, between his legs. "That's kind of why it was a surprise." I mumbled. "We never spend time together anymore." I pouted.
He sighed, holding my hips. "Are you on your period?" he asked, I pulled away, giving him the what-the-f*ck look.
"No. I am not on my period, Asshole. And it's true, we don't see each other as much. This is the first time I've seen you all week." I said, taking a step back.
He stood up, his caring, sweet expression gone.
"Well, I'm sorry for having a job and having to work so I could pay for the bills." he snapped.
"You say that as if I'm not working too." I rolled my eyes, "I work my ass too. But I still find time to spend it with you."
"Have you ever heard me nagging you to spend less time with your work and more with me?" He fumed, stepping closer.
"That's not what I'm saying." I said, rubbing my temples.
"Well that's what it f*cking sounds like." He hissed, his face only an inch away from mine.
"All I was saying is, you never spend time with me anymore. We barely see each other, I have to wake up early for the bakery and you get home late. And, I-I miss you." My voice trembled.
"Are you saying it's my fault?" He snapped, "No, Ju—"
"You know what? I can't, just—" He stopped, walking out of the room. I followed him, "Jug—" I said, tears forming around my eyes as he grabbed his coat and keys.
I held his arm, but he ripped it out of my reach and slammed the door in my face. I sobbed, and dropped on the ground.
He's gone.
I laid on the couch, and wrapped my arms around myself. I haven't even told him about the baby and he's already left me.
I cried myself to a distressed sleep.
asshole— oh i mean jughead
"Sorry Jughead, but I'm kind of with Y/N on this one." Archie said, taking a bite out of his pizza. I drove to Archie's place since I needed someone to talk to, since he didn't live that far away, and because he's my best friend.
"You shouldn't have snapped at her, she just thought you weren't spending enough time together, and you just accused her of— well accusing you. Does that even make any sense?"
I shoved the rest of the pizza in my mouth and rest my head on his table, "I came here so I had someone to talk to, not for you to scold me." I said, but deep down I knew he was right, and I should be thankful to have a friend who was willing to help me and order some pizza at 1 am in the morning.
"Well, you came to the wrong place. I'm here to knock some sense in your air filled head, not to sugarcoat it and say you were right." he snickered. "You should start treating her right before someone else does so and sweep her off you fingers."
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I drove back to our house, and once I opened the door, the house was quiet— too quiet.
I walked into the living room and my heart clenched at the sight of Y/N, sleeping with dried tears on her cheeks. I squat down next to her and kissed her forehead. "I'm sorry." I muttered in soliloquy (waw soliloquy)
I got up and went to the washroom needing to pee, I turned on the lights and did my business. I was about to wash my hands when there was something on the sink, I picked it up and gasp.
"What the f*ck" whispered to myself.
Y/N's pregnant.
Is it mine? Yes dimwit
I cursed out loud realizing what I carelessly said in the fight, I rubbed my face in guilt, now I really messed up.
I ran downstairs back to the living room, where Y/N was. I caressed her face, before hugged her. She woke up, "Ju-Jughead" she stuttered, her red eyes meeting my teary ones. "I—"
I interrupted her and hugged her tightly, clutching on the pregnancy test in my right hand.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked, pulling away and showing her the pregnancy tests. She looked surprised, and grabbed it from my hold, "How did y—"
"Why didn't you tell me?" I repeated, gently, stoking her cheek.
"I was gonna tell you in dinner but we got in a fight." she murmured, "You left." she looked at me in my eyes, "I thought you weren't going to come back." she sobbed.
"Honey, no matter what— I'll always find my way home." I placed her on my chest, "I'm so sorry. I just got really mad." I apologized, kissing the top of her head. "I'm an idiot, sorry." he apologized.
We pulled away, her nose red "You're going to be a dad."
I smiled, "I'm going to be a dad." I said, quietly. I let the words set in "I'm going to be a dad!" I wrapped my arms around her and lifted her up, twirling her around.
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A/N
goshh so sorry for taking forever to update, but please check out honeybear2421 's books
and sad to say, its the second to the last week of summer here in the Philippines, so this will be the last request I'm going to take.
date written: june 9, 2018
word count: 1574