Y/N PoV
Jughead and I walk into school the next morning like nothing happened the day before. If everybody acts normal it will be okay. It would be as if Jason didn't get murdered. He would be walking around the halls with his leather man jacket and the Bulldogs following his every move. Everything could go back to normal.

"So are you a suspect now?" Veronica asks Kevin as we sit down in the comfy couch.

I am confused at why she is questioning the least likely person to kill Jason in this room. "My dad told me that we all are. Including me!" Kevin tells her happily. I guess he doesn't care that much.

"Not me girl! I don't know these people." Veronica smiles at him.

Kevin looks around at us seriously, "Guys, should we rebinge Making a Murder on Netflix tonight?"

Betty laughs, "Sorry can't. I have to stay late and work on the paper." She grabs a candy from the coffee table. Betty needs to be careful with those. The last time there was candy on the table Reggie put some kind of drug in them.

Veronica gives us a sly smile, "Count me out too." She takes a pause. "I have a date tonight."

"You do?" Archie asks with a bit of jealousy in his voice. I feel bad for him but the same time I don't. He just broke Betty's heart and is already seeking a new girl. He is such a dumbass.

"Which Riverdale hottie made the cut?"

    Veronica doesn't say anything but tilts her head to the side while biting her tongue smiling. She is very excited for this mystery date.

"Hey lovely. I'll swing by the Pembrooke to pick you up at 8." Chuck Clayton puts on his jacket and stands at the door.

Veronica looks over at him with a small smirk, "I'll be waiting."

"Cool." He says and walks away without another word.

Kevin looks at her with his jaw dropped and Betty looks sort of worried. I start to worry myself and get concerned what he did to me would be the same for Veronica.

"Chuck Clayton?" Betty asks at the same time Kevin says, "You got a date with Chuck?"

"He's kind of a player."

I look over at her nervously. "Yeah are you sure this is such a good idea?"

Jughead gives me a questionable look.

"Who cares!" Kevin exclaims, "he is the hottest of hot! He's the varsity coach's son! In Riverdale that's like...dating a Kennedy."

Veronica smiles and takes another sip of her coffee. I have a feeling that her date won't go so well.

I leave the student lounge unable to take my mind off of what happened last year. Jughead tries to follow me but is dragged into the Blue and Gold by Betty.

**Time Skip**
"Why were you so concerned for Veronica going on a date with Chuck?" Jug asks me.

   We got back to the Drive In after hanging out at Pop's for a couple hours. I needed to get my mind off of Veronica and her date. What better way to do that then sipping a milkshake at my favorite place and watching Jughead write his novel. Watching him write is one of my favorite things to do. The way his eyes dance across the screen and his fingers carelessly typing away, it makes my heart beat intensely.

"No reason." I resume drawing of him. Jughead doesn't press and just continues on with his novel.

I breathe out happily knowing that I won't have to tell him. Jughead is already helping with one of my problems so he doesn't need to worry about another one of them.

Later that night after the sun fell from the sky I fall asleep to the sound of clicking keys.

**Next Morning**
The next morning I woke up grouchy for no reason. The days I wake up unhappy for no reason turn out to be awful. Jughead lets me change in peace luckily.

We go to school early so Jughead can work on the paper. I feel a little jealous with Betty and Jughead working together. They could be secretly dating without my knowledge. It would probably crush me if they were. I see Ronnie, Betty, and Kevin talking by our lockers.

I wave and put my stuff away. Some girls walk past us, "Hey Veronica! How was the sticky maple you got last night." One of them asks her cheerfully.

Veronica looks at them with confusion, "The what now?"

"The sticky maple Chuck gave you. How was it?" The other says slyly.

"We had a brownie sundae if that's what you hyenas mean."

Everybody's phones start buzzing including mine. Some shit is about to go down. I look at it and see a picture on Instagram with Chuck and Veronica. She has maple syrup dipping down her face. "Oh crap."

Kevin is staring down at his phone no doubt looking at the post, "Oh my god."

"What is it?" Veronica asks. She grabs the phone from Kevin and sees the photo. Her eyes widen, "What the hell is a sticky maple?"

Kevin sighs, "It's kind of what it sounds like. It's a Riverdale thing."

"Well not quite." I tell them.

"No, Kevin. It's a slut shaming thing and I-I'm not a slut nor will I be shamed by some named Excuse me, Chuck Clayton. Does he really think that he can get away from this? Does he not know who I am? I will cut the brakes on his souped up Falic symbol."

"Or we can go to Weatherbee!" Betty suggests. She is playing the good girl, like always.

"About the coaches son? Who is caption of the football team and Riverdale High's resident golden boy?" Veronica shakes her head angrily.

"Or and I can expose him in the pages of the Blue and Gold! Yeah I can do that!"

"That won't do anything Betty!" I slam my locker shut and sling my bag on my shoulders.

Veronica shakes her head, "No! Spoken by a total good girl who always follows the rules! Well I don't follow rules!" She slams Kevin into the lockers to give back his phone. "I make them and when necessary I break them. You wanna help me get revenge on Chuck, Betty and Y/N, but be ready to go full dark no stars. What do you say? In or out?" She storms away from us.

I stomp after her, "I'm in. He deserves everything that is coming for him!" I want to make him suffer like I did.

The 3 of us go into the boy's locker room. Boys run around us trying to shield themselves from our eyes. Archie sees us and almost drops his towel, "Veronica! Betty, Y/N! What are you guys doing here?"

   I cover my eyes so I don't see the part of Archie I never want to see. That would be weird.

"Don't worry about it."

   I uncover my eyes slowly to see Archie wrapped up in the towel.

Archie tried to stop us from getting any farther into the locker room. He holds us girls back.

"I mean it Andrews! Hit the showers and stay out of my way." She pushes him away and walks further into the smelly room.

Betty tries to block her eyes from all of the boys without shirts on. I roll my eyes at her innocence. She might think this is gross but it's not bad unless I see Archie with no towel.

"Ahem?" Veronica yells.

"B, V, and the loner! Ladies!" Chuck has this horrendous smirk on his stupid face.

Veronica holds her phone in his face, "This is disgusting. Take it down."

"Oh why are you so wound up? It's a badge of honor and not exactly are you in virgin territory with Andrews in the closet."

"Look that's beyond irrelevant, Chuck, your not aloud to go around and shame girls for any reason or under any circumstances...you jerk!" Betty stutters.

"Look I get your not that kind of girl but hey! If you want to ride the Chuck wagon that can be arranged." He bites his lip trying to seen sexy but it's god awful.

"No one wants to take a ride on that you ass!" I yell at him.

Veronica looks at him in the eyes, "Lets keep this simple so your preppy murder half brain can grasp it! Take. This. The hell. Down."

Chuck moves so he is all up in her face, "Yeah that high tone and bitch attitude, may have worked on the betas you dated in New York but your on Bulldog territory now!"

   A couple of the football dudes behind him start to bark and growl in our faces. I roll my eyes as he continues, "But please! Fight back. You'll only make it harder on yourself." Chuck starts to walk away from us. The anger he had caused me these past years starts to boil up inside me. I punch him in the nose unable to control my anger induced actions at this point. He looks at me blood falling from his nose. "I see someone wants to fight back." He lunges at me and I run out.

   I can hear some of the Bulldogs run after me so I slip into the Blue and Gold room. I lock the door behind me and look over at Jughead. He looks at me really confused as I slump to the floor. I cry for the first time about what happened with Chuck and my dad.

Both of them hurt me and I could stop them. Chuck made me feel powerless like I had no meaning to even live. My dad came home that night too drunk to even think. He hit me and told me I'm a slut. That sealed the deal for me. I'm a weirdo loner slut who has no meaning on earth.

  Jughead walks over to me and sits down. He wraps his arms around me. He pulls me into his lap allowing me to cry into his chest. Jug whispers comforting things into my ear quietly and rubs my back in soothing circles trying to calm me down.

After a while of sobbing, I start to calm down. I take a deep breath and breathe in Jug's scent. The way he is here for me right now, reassures me that everything will be ok.

Jughead looks down at me. "What's going on Y/N?"

I take another deep breath and I start telling him everything. "Chuck slut shamed me last year...You weren't in school that day so I never told you. I felt so sad and angry but I couldn't do anything to stop it. Then later that night my dad came home and hit me. He said I was a slut. That just made it so much worse....I didn't know to do. I tried to forget it but I don't think I can ever forget." The weight of the problems are becoming more bearable now.

He kisses my temple. "You are none of those things Y/N. You are so much better than that. Your dad shouldn't of hit you. You deserve none of it." Jughead is the only one that makes me feel whole in this moment, "Why didn't you tell me?"

I shrug and bury my head into the croak of his neck. I truly don't know why I didn't ask Juggie for help. He has been there but I pushed him away like an idiot. Jughead was and still is my rock.

He doesn't say anything just holds me.

  "I also punched Chuck." I mumble into his neck.

Jughead chuckles and smiles. "I love it when you take control."

We carried on with the day. It got better within the hours. That was until I heard the plan to break into the locker room and find a playbook. I only agreed to make sure my friends don't do anything dumb.