Y/N PoV
The next morning I stand by my locker stuffing all of my useless papers in it. Betty and Archie are having a conversation next to me. I join in trying to forget the backstabber standing next to me. Loud gossiping can be heard down the hall.

I glance over to see Jughead following our principal and the sheriff. He looks worried and tense about the situation. Jughead sees us by our lockers, "Call my dad!"

"Yeah!" Betty stares at them in disbelief.

Archie nods, "Yes, of course!"

I stare at my boyfriend being hauled down to no doubt, the police station. What do he do? I grab my phone and call FP right away. There is no answer. Betty and Archie try the same with no luck. I dash through the school out the doors to see Jughead in a police car. Archie and Betty rush out with me.

"I'm going to the station! Can you give me a ride Archie?" I bound down the stairs missing a couple steps almost tripping.

Archie being the good boy he is answers with, "What about school?"

"I don't care about school! My boyfriend is being taken by Sheriff Keller and I am guessing it has to do with Jason's murder. I refuse to stand here while Jughead is getting blamed for murder! He is probably confused and terrified!" I look back at my friend and enemy.

Betty nods, "Come on Arch. We gotta go."

Archie sighs. "Fine." He grabs his keys from his pocket and we walk to his truck.

We get in and he speeds away.

I can't stop bouncing my leg nervously. What if something really bad happened and I don't know it yet. I call FP another ten times in the hope he will pick up and he doesn't, typical!

Archie pulls into the police station and I jump out as fast as I can. I walk into the building and find out Jughead is here for questioning. The officer tells me to take a seat and wait to here more information.

I obey then continue to call and text FP a thousand more times. Why can't this man just answer one time?!

Sheriff Keller walks out of a room and over to us. "He is done with questioning for now. Jughead is asking for you Y/N."

I get out of the uncomfortable chair and follow the sheriff to the room. Jughead is sitting on one side of the table nervously biting his lip. I sit down on the other side. Keller leaves us for some privacy.

"I didn't do it, Y/N. You have to believe me." Jughead taps on the table with his index finger.

"Of course, I know who you are Jughead." I reach across the table and hold his hand.

"Those Paradise Lost kids when to death row because they would re black and listened to Metallica. I don't want to become a scapegoat." Jughead sighs.

"I'm not going to let that happen. All the evidence against you is circumstantial. We're gonna get you out of here." I give his hand a reassuring squeeze.

He sniffles, "Is my dad here yet?"

"Archie is here with his dad. They're talking to the Sheriff. No one knows where your dad is." I lift his hand to my face and give it a kiss.

He stays silent and nods. "Imagine that."

"It'll all be ok Jughead. I am here and I won't let Keller haul you away to prison."

Keller comes in and tells me my time is up. I give him one last squeeze and leave the small room with the Sheriff. We find Fred and Archie down the hall.

"Jughead's not helping himself in there. I asked him for an alibi, and he just gave me lip." Keller crosses his arms unimpressed.

Why does my boyfriend have to be dumb sometimes. I know he was probably with me so I speak up but Fred barges in. "He was working for me."

Archie steps forward knowing that he obviously didn't.

"Yeah the week of July 11th, was it? Yeah, I had him tear down some drywall for me." Fred tells him the fake story with ease. I can tell he is lying though. He says 'yeah' when he is lying all the time.

"You can provide me with documentation to support that?" Keller seems suspicious with Archie's worried glances.

"Yeah, I will have to check my time cards." Fred smiles kindly at the officer. Archie gives the sheriff a doubtful nod.

Keller decides to trust Fred. He releases Jughead to us and we leave the place. I hold onto Jughead's arm.

FP runs over to us, "Jughead! I'm sorry. I came as soon and I got your messages. My phone, the friggin battery. I forgot to plug it in last night. What the hell happened?" he shoves one hand in his pocket carelessly.

"Nothing. It's fine now. Mr.Andrews took care of it." Jughead looks at his father with disappointment.

"What jacked-up crap did they accuse you of in there, huh? Those bastards trying to throw you in jail like they did your old man? Well, screw that!" FP starts to get aggressive, "I will rip Keller a new one for trying to pull that!" he stomps to the doors but Fred stops him.

"FP, settle down!"

He pushes Fred off of him, "Hey! Hey! This is my son, he is my son, Fred! You'd do the same for your boy." He continues on to the enterance.

Jughead grabs his father's arm, "Dad. Don't make things worse. Please."

He starts to simmer down and nod, "Yeah...yeah, all right, then. You, uh, coming home with me?" FP starts back to his car.

"He can stay with us, Mr.Jones." Archie offers. "We already offered."

"Or at my house, I don't mind." I nod along with Archie.

"Is that what you want?" Jughead doesn't respond to his father, "Maybe that's for the best. If you don't mind, Fred."

"Whatever you want FP. It's between the two of us."

Jughead stares at the ground, "I'll go with you dad." He walks over to FP and sniffles.

FP puts his hands on his son's shoulders, "Son, listen to me. I'm gonna do what you want, get my act together. I'm gonna get your mom and Jellybean home so we are all under the same roof. I promise. But I-I just need a little time to do that. Not a lot, not long, a month, two at the most. Hey! And then we'll be back on track, all right? You-you believe me, don't you?"

I could feel Jughead's pain from over here. This breaks my heart. I bite my lip and lean into Archie. He puts his arm around me to support my weight.

"Yeah, I believe you, dad."

Fp presses his forehead against Jughead's and gives him a big hug. He pulls away and chuckles, "All right." FP walks away from us in victory.

Jughead turns around and wipes his nose with his sleeve.

I go over to him and put my hands on his cheeks.

He pulls them off and holds them in his hands. We walk away from the problem filled building. I sigh, "Are you ok?"

"Not really.."

I pull him into a tight hug not ready to let go. "Archie said they already offered for you to stay with them. Where you not staying at home?"

"I was staying in a janitors closet at school." Jughead pressed his face into my neck.

"You could have slept at my apartment, Juggie. I don't care if you stay over. That means I get to wake up with you next to me."

He nods, "Is it fine if I stay with the Andrews?"

"Yes. I might be moving in soon so it doesn't matter to me. Let's get you to the Andrews. I bet your starving." I stand on my tippy toes and kiss his beanie covered head.

Jughead chuckles, "I am."

Fred and Archie take Jughead back to their home. I go back to my apartment and decide to pack up some stuff. There is no way I'm waiting any longer now.