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10. August 2017
♕ I wonder what I'm running from
Stay inside and barricade the doors
Miss the sun to avoid the storm
Would do anything to feel the warmth
I wonder where I'm going wrong ♕Love’s Just A Feeling by Lindsey Stirling ft. Rooty -
Betty sat at the river, a smile playing on her lips. Hotdog was chasing a dragonfly, determined to get it. But the dragonfly was too fast for him and the poor dog fell into the river as the dragonfly made it’s escape over the river. He barked at the insect, but of course that didn’t bother it at all.
Hotdog swam to the shore again and got rid of the water in his fur. Betty laughed when some water drops reached her. She didn’t feel like laughing today, but she couldn’t help it. The dog always cheered her up. Just like his owner did, before he had left her. “Oh no Hotdog, look what you did!” she exclaimed and he walked over to her, wagging his tail. She petted him, a smile still playing on her lips.
Next to her her she could hear her boyfriend mumble something like “Great, now my clothes are wet…that dog...”. He didn’t say it out loud though. Because he knew she’d say something. That she couldn’t stay quiet. They had fought several times about things like this. Chuck just couldn’t understand why she kept Hotdog and took care of him, even though it wasn’t her dog to begin with.
She just shook her head, pressing her lips together. Her hands were clenched into fists. She didn’t want to fight today. Not on the day Jughead had to leave for good two years ago. Chuck knew that this was the day she feared the most during the year. But instead of being understanding, it bothered him. And that was what had them both on edge now. But she decided not to say anything. Betty looked at the river again, the gurgling sounds of the water lead her thoughts to another time. A happier time. One of the best days of her life.
21. January 2015
♕ You were the shadow to my light,
Did you feel us?
Another start,
You fade away,
Afraid our aim is out of sight.
Wanna see us Alive. Where are you now?
Was it all in my fantasy?
Where are you now?
Were you only imaginary? ♕Faded by Alan Walker
She just had to escape Veronica and all her ramblings about how she would help Betty to find a new apartment. And of course furniture! “You can’t just buy the next best thing. What you need is a concept for the whole apartment. Colour, style, it just has to be perfect!” And that was just one thing that drove her crazy.
Betty loved her best friend for helping her out and for letting her stay at her house for a while until she found her own apartment. But today it was just exhausting. So Betty had excused herself and now she was exploring a trail which started behind Veronica's house and led her to a small river.
She was deep in thought and didn’t notice that she wasn’t alone anymore. A dog ran towards her, bringing her a branch and barking at her. It was just like he invited her to play with him. Betty was startled at first, but then laughed at herself. “Now, who are you? And where’s the human you belong to?” she asked softly and took the branch, throwing it for the do so he could chase after it. Unfortunately her throwing game was kind of weak and so the branch landed in the water. But that didn’t stop the dog from chasing it and he ran straight into the cold water.
“Oh my god, get out of there!” she cried out, but couldn’t stop laughing at the same time. She heard somebody whistling and the dog left the water instantly. Betty looked around, confused, because she couldn’t see anybody.
But then there he was. A young man, with a strange beanie on his head. A black curl escaped the beanie and Betty immediately asked herself how his hair would feel. She shook her head about herself, ignoring her flushing cheeks. If she was lucky, he wouldn’t notice or maybe think it was the cold that made her cheeks red. He wore a sherpa jacket and his hands were hidden in the pockets of said jacket. He slowly walked over to her, the dog following right behind him.
“I’m sorry” Betty said when he was so close that he could easily understand her. “I’m really bad at throwing branches. The dog’s all wet now.” He laughed and shrugged.
“I’ll just dry him when we’re back home again. But you should probably practise how to throw a branch.” he told her.
Betty laughed. “Well, yeah. Thank you very much. I know that now.” She smiled and extended her hand to greet the man properly. “I’m Betty Cooper. And I guess I’m the newest gossip in town.” she told him while she shook his hand. He had a firm grip, but it wasn’t unpleasant or hurting.
“Hello Betty Cooper. I’m Jughead Jones. And I don’t give a damn about gossip.”
“Jughead?” she asked. The name sounded rather strange, but that wasn’t why she asked. Betty had a feeling that she had heard that name before. “It’s a nickname.” he answered. “Believe me, the real deal is way worse.”
“I’m don’t think it could be that bad. But I like Jughead.” she told him and smiled. “Do you know Veronica Lodge by any chance?” she asked, now sure, that Ronnie had mentioned his name before. The man nodded, but he looked a little bit confused about her question.
“Yeah, she’s the girlfriend of my best friend, why are you asking?”
Betty chuckled, realizing that she must have sounded like a creep. “I think Ronnie mentioned your name, that’s why it sounded kind of familiar to me. She is my best friend and I’m staying at her place, until I find my own apartment. I just moved here.”
She could see realization in his eyes and smile played on his lips again. “Ah, I see. Archie only told me that some girl would live with them for a while. Well, welcome to this wonderful city, Betty Cooper.”