Note: I’ve really just been taking my time with writing on here! Im still so in love with this story and honestly its my little project which i love so much so enjoy this little chapter!
Warnings⚠️: drug use, swearing, no for real a lot of swearing, mentions of death, kinda some tension? Adult language
When I walked through the door of Pops, my eyes looked around till they were met with the gleaming face of who was waiting for me. When she looked up to me I could see her eyes shimmer and her smile widen into an almost semi awkward expression. She waved to me and I waved back and walked to the booth she was sitting in. She seems awfully happy to see me.
“I see it didnt take much convincing to meet again huh?”
I said as I sat down infront of her. I could tell Jules was nervous, she seemed to be nervous all the damn time i’m not too sure why. Maybe she was just nervous because of me? I guess I did push it a little far the first few times with the whole kiss thing, what did I expect from a virgin really, not to mention her infatuation with Archie that has literally lead her no where. Hopefully I can break that barrier.
“Well I had nothing else planned for today and I felt— l-like seeing you— again”
Though her voice was slightly shaky, she spoke with excitement which is what I wanted to hear. I needed her to feel comfortable with me.
“Oh so is this an interrogation again?”
I joked, raising my eyebrow to her. Just with the few conversations we’ve had together, I knew enough about how I should talk and react to make her feel better. She likes visuals, be it when I smirk or fiddle with my hands or even raise an eyebrow, it does something to her and i’ll use that in my favour. So I watched as I made her face blush. I noticed that earlier today during chemistry, her cheeks had flushed a pink hue it was quite funny to see her become all flustered because of me. It happened many times today, the whole blushing thing. It was cute did I just fucking think she was cute?
“Juliet— relax, I was joking”
I reached over and touched her hand giving it a light squeeze. I watched the emotions and thoughts go quickly through her and when her eyes landed to my hand her little smirk reappeared. She didn’t reply but I could hear her giggle ever so slightly to herself.
“And what’s got you laughing?”
I took my hand away from her and crossed my arms, when her eyes met mine I could see the nervousness melt away.
“I just find you— I find you interesting Kurtz”
This is where I needed her. She had a need to learn about me and to be with me, be it cuz she’s just curious or that she’s just lonely, but its working.
It’s fair to say that after 3 weeks of seeing Jules i’ve become someone she’s comfortable with. After our first proper little hang out at Pops it became something where she’d invite me to hangout with her atleast three times a week, Each time she became more loose and talkative. I’d go to her house to work on our project, keeping the allusion going while she tried her best to figure out these formulas, I had to help out a lot more than I had anticipated, Jules was good at a lot of things but chemical compounds just wasn’t her strong point. She was letting me in, sometimes inviting me when everyone was over, including Archie who I still can’t fucking stand and who still can’t fucking stand me either. Betty seemed to be accepting of me, including me into conversations as she spoke to jules. I’ve even warmed up slightly to jughead, who now discusses gang meeting plans with me providing me with the lovely intell that I needed. With our new look out arrangement, I spent a few nights a week sat with him outside Juliets house on watch. Talking was minmal but it was working somehow.
I tried not to see Jules too often but it happened anyways and I just went with it. I will say, some nights at her house it’s been difficult to not react to my natural urges, it’s something I never really thought I had an attraction to but I found myself struggling around her bit by bit. But she was a quest and it was with clear instructions that she was to be as pure as possible. Though last night was particularly difficult as I had dropped in unannounced to show her some stupid book I found, but I had seemed to climb into her room just as she had finished taking a shower. Her hair was wet and dripping past shoulder, her face all fresh and clean. Her body in nothing but her towel which cut just abover her thighs. When I saw her I felt the blood rush through my body and straight to my groin get that fucking image out of your head.
I shook my thoughts away and stood up from my seat by the camp. The king had asked to see me, i’m positive its about my progress. He never gave me a deadline on when I had to bring in our little maiden but I assume that it would have to been soon. I adjusted my jacket and walked deeper into the woods, leaving behind a camp full of sleeping drugged out gargoyles. Almost no one knew where to meet the king exclusively, he either appeared to them when he pleased or they wouldn’t see him at all. I on the other hand, was needed. It always crossed my mind who actually was the gargoyle king but at the same time I didn’t really give a fuck, if someone wants to dress up in some costume that’s fine with me, as long as I get my cut then i’m good. So I walked futher, past the bunker taking a right where it would lead me up to sweet water river then going into what seems to be the thickest part of these woods. Looking on the trees, some had carvings, which I made so I wouldn’t get lost so each time i’d come here I knew exactly where to go. There I waited, itching to get a pack of fizzle rocks out but I controlled the need. When I heard footsteps and branches break I looked around and saw him.
I bowed the slightest, I was never one to actually go along with this fucking royalty shit but hey, all for the illusion. The Gargoyle king was never one to talk, which became really fucking annoying when he’d give personalised quests. it was all given with interpretation, though this latest quest had been given with specific strict instructions which was a first. The king said nothing but pointed to my pocket, so I reached in and took out my quest card. I guess this is his way of asking how shit’s going.
“She’s quite popular among her peers, especially to the red head Archie Andrews. So far no problems besides him”
No response but a low growl. Seriously who the fuck is this guy?
“Excellent choice for sacrifice”
I looked to the card, taking in the look of the maiden on it. I never really realised how much she resembled Jules. My gazed went back to the King who moved his finger in a pointing manner to himself and again let out a stupid fucking growl. Though basically a neanderthal way of commucating, I knew what he meant, tonight it would be then. That wouldn’t be so hard.
“I’ll bring her to camp tonight and then to you”
With no response, I watched as he walked away from me. I guess that would be the end of discussion then. I put the card back into my pocket after giving it one last look then made my way back through the woods already thinking of ways to get jules to come with me tonight. It wouldn’t be so difficult really, all i’d have to do is spend some time with her today then bring her here. I doubt jughead would mind if I skipped one stupid lookout, not like i’d be needing to go to more once I deliver Jules to the King. With my plan somewhat made up I found a good signal close to sweetwater river and called Jules up, it was 3:45pm now so if I could meet her at at 6 I could butter her up till 8 then walk with her over. Perfect
“Hello there miss cheerful”
I could hear her giggles through the phone, I laughed lightly back as a response
“Are you busy tonight? I was thinking of coming over at 6 then maybe later showing you something pretty cool”
“Uh sure! That sounds fun, Just let me know when you’re near”
I could hear voices in the background, wouldn’t be surprised if she had Betty next to her.
“Great, i’ll see you then”
I hung up the call then shoved the phone into my pocket. This would be easy, she’s already in a good mood so all i’d have to do is keep it that way; with a couple hours to spare, it was time to get my fix so I walked along sweet water river till I reached my little getaway, this makeshift shed wasnt much. It was abandoned and broken down with shards of metal sheets just hanging off from the roof and most of the bricks around it had been cracked but it’s what I called ‘home’. Inside I had managed to fit an old matress I had found lying around in town, not just gunna waste a good matress right? I walked into my little den, taking my jacket off throwing it to the floor and lied down in my make shift bed. I reached to the side of the brick wall, uncovering my secret stash. I couldn’t take too much, not that it would effect me at all anymore, but I knew Jules had an eye for seeing me high. So I took a few of my strongest fizzle rocks and crushed them in my mouth, the sweet cherry flavour dissolving along with the buzz that came with it. After that I took 3 buds that I had managed to steal off of some southside serpent who left his stash at the whiteworm. Not the best weed but good enough to smoke for now. I emptied out the bag which had some of my rolling papers and a pretty shitty grinder
I said quitely as I picked off the rusted pices on it. I took the buds and ground them up giving me just enough to roll a pretty decent joint. Sprinkling in the weed I rolled it up then licked the side of the paper. I fiddled for my lighter in my jacket then placed the joint in my mouth, taking a deep inhale to light it. A couple puffs in and I could feel the smoke fill my lungs again. It burned, it always did but it fucking worked. I coughed out the first huff of smoke then took in another inhale.
“Another quest to be successful Kurtz”
I said to myself, lying back fully on the bed with one arm rested behind me and the other with the joint between my fingers. I let the smoke out of my lungs and watched it fill this room up. Little thoughts popped up in my mind, my reward of ascension, the look on the Gargoyles faces once I bring Jules in. Then Jules popped into my mind and the idea of her getting ready to see me later, completely unaware of whats to come. It made my stomach feel uneasy as I wondered what would go through her mind after she see’s the king
I pushed the images and thoughts of her out of my head, just trying to enjoy the soothing high i’m giving myself. Let the chemicals relax you
After one more tiny joint that I had smoked up and about half a bag of my special fizzle rocks, I realised the time had pretty much flown by me. I may have also drifted away somewhere in that time as I remember darkness being in there. When I checked the time on my phone it was already 5:50pm. Fuck gotta freshen up a bit. Still a bit hazed I got up from my bed and packed everything away back into my hiding spot. I picked my jacket up from the floor and dusted it off. Putting it on I shoved open the door and closed it behind me, tying a little piece of wire to the handle to lock it.
Off I went, the slight breeze of this autumn air taking my high away. I definitely could have used a shower but honestly, who’s gunna fucking notice. Jules might. Not that I really care if she noticeses, she’s probably already smelled the weed on me this whole time so why bother? I took short-cuts through the woods not really sticking to path as those take longer than most people expect. I knew showing up a little later than planned wouldn’t really upset her, it used to. Juled was always on time, if not earlier than when she plans on being anywhere it was almost like a tick of hers. She always needed to be on time but still felt awkward about being somewhere earlier, she really had some weird habits about things; when I had made it to the road track out of the woods I checked the time again, 5:57pm. I’d be at most 10 minutes later than I had planned, not the biggest deal.
I could already see the lights of her front porch, it really was getting darker and darker each day. I guess this worked in my favour, especially for tonight as it would be dark enough that no one would see Jules with me; I went around the back near her window, there was no reason for me not to use the front door, this just became a thing I did. She’d always leave the window unlocked if I came around. When looked to the window I could see the lights on, taking a small pebble from the ground I threw it at the wood from her window. I waited a couple seconds then threw another just a little harder, seemed liked that one got her attention. I saw her figure appear by the window, she seemed dressed in her more comfortable clothes and her hair was loose across her face. With a happy smile she opened the window for me and stepped back. Time to get up there. Lucky for me there was a drain pipe just by her window, climbing up would be a little harder as i’d have to jump to first overhead roof before getting near the window, but with this I used it as a make shift ladder. So with not that much difficulty, I pulled myself up and climbed to the ledge of her window then stepping through into her room. Jules stood on the side not really know what to do, as always. She never knew how to greet me when I came over, there were a couple times where I could tell she tried to move in for some type of hug or something but instead she just does what she does now, just stands there with some excitement and awkwardness. I stood myself up straight and looked to her, the smile spread across her face and lit her up.
“Sorry for my tardiness, I got a little— distracted with time”
I said as I walked to her bed and sat down on it. She soon followed after tidying up some books from it. She sat just opposite me, legs crossed and arms by her legs. The shirt she had on was about 4 times bigger than it needed to be and almost swallowed her up. The more I looked at it the more I thought it wasn’t hers. It looks more like a guys shirt size, most likely Archies. Such fucking prick Why is this unsettling to me?
“Don’t worry it’s ok, I kinda got caught up with some books and my writing I almost forgot the time too”
Writing? Jules never talked about writing, I knew she loved books but didn’t think she wrote much. Ok it does make sense now that I think of it but still, this is the first I hear of it from her. Intrigued by this new topic, I decide to go more into it to let her get more open with me.
I could see the panic in her face, almost as if she let that little bit slip out by mistake. I couldn’t help but grin at her expression
“It’s not— it’s nothing serious really. I just write in my journal that’s all”
“You mean in one of those books you just put away?”
I could see her unsettle, why not play with her a little bit. So moved off the bed and Jules quickly did the same almost jumping to her feet behind me as I walked to her desk to examine her books.
“No no! Please Kurtz it’s just silly things!”
I laughed at her little voice, she quickly tried to yank some books away from me but i managed to get two that seemed like it had some writings in it.
She groaned in annoyance but I could see a little smile in the corner of her lips. I was finding this way to amusing to quit just yet, to watch her try and intimidate me to put these books back and watching her squirm at the idea of me reading whatever she’s written. Not that I really cared what were in these journals, though the thought did pull me in.
“What? I’m just curious you never mentioned writing before”
“Because one is a diary you asshole”
A burst of laughter came to me at her cuss. Jules never did swear much, occasionally i’d hear a ‘fuck’ or a ‘shit’ but she mostly kept those words to herself. Though asshole wasn’t much of a swear word, hearing her say it was like hear a child try to cuss.
“Tsk tsk Juliet, what’s that? One dollar in the swear jar?”
I teased, even Jules couldn’t help but laugh at that. Along with her giggles she gave me a light nudge that barely moved me. I could have teased her the whole night but decided to let her have her peace with these journals of hers. But before I do, one last little tease wouldn’t hurt. I put both journals in one hand and held them up above her, she was quite a bit shorter than I was and knowing Jules she wouldn’t try to jump for it.
“I’m letting you get them, you just can’t reach them”
To my surprise she actually tried to reach them but failed miserably, one jump was enough to almost trip her up. I saw her stumble and quickly let my free hand grab to her waist hold her up, her hands went straight to my chest where they fiddled a bit. There was a new air between us, when jules had gotten a steady stance I still didn’t retract my hand from her waist and I don’t know why. The way she looked at me… it did something Nope fucking no just give the fucking books back. I coughed and finally removed my hand from her waist. I lowered my other arm and handed Jules her books back.
She said meekly, clearly caught of guard by my actions. I walked back to the bed and sat back in the same spot. Jules stood for a moment looking at her journals, opening one of them and going through its many pages. She placed one back and then walked to me with one journal open in her hands. Sitting across from me, she looked hesitant to show me but she handed me the open book.
“I thought you didn’t want me reading it?”
“Well this is just a poem— of sorts. Maybe you’ll like it”
Her voice was so soft that her last words almost faded into nothing. I gazed at the page she had given me and saw all the little scribbles she had drawn on to it, little flowers and stars and even little faces. Then I saw the writing, there was no title to it but it wasn’t a very long piece of writing either.
“To feel something, To long, To make it feel less wrong. To breathe, smoke or air, To make me feel like I care. You’re alone, and I am too, maybe i’m the same as you…”
I kept quiet for a bit before looking up to Jules who’s cheeks again were flushed with red. Why do I feel weird? I could see her instant regret of showing me this, her hands fidgeted as she tried to think of something to say
“It’s just something stupid— can’t believe i let you read that never mind its dumb”
Her hands reached to take the journal from me but I moved it away from her gently, then took her hands into mine. The poem was different, it gave me a look into Jules that didn’t make her appear all smiles all the time, this made her look… sad.
“No, Jules, I liked it, it was good”
I said softly to her, the flush of red still present in her cheeks but it complimented the small smile that appeared to her lips at my words. I guess now would be a good time to keep her mind occupied with me and to keep talking.
“It got me thinking… do you need to talk— about something?”
A shocked look went to her eyes and she slowly took her hands away from me, I kept looking at her as I knew she had something to talk about.
“W-what? What makes you think-”
“Well just certain things in that poem. And I feel like you’ve got some pent up thoughts”
Her eyes looked to me for a moment, when they finally moved from me she let out a sigh. Great get those walls down just for tonight. Jules laid down on her bed, facing up at the ceiling just staring at it. I stood up from the bed and took my jacket off as it became a bit to bulky to have on at the moment. I placed next to the bed the laid down next to her.
She asked as I got myself comfortable, of all things to ask or say, when I get close to her its when she asks my motive.
“Preparing for whatever you’re gunna tell me”
A small giggle left her, when I got comfortable I turned to head to look at her little did she know I caught her little glimpse at me, that was another thing she did all the time. Maybe she doesn’t think i’ve seen her looking or admiring but I do, and when she see’s that i’m looking at her she gets all nervous it’s quite innocent.
“I don’t even know where to start”
“Most people start from the beginning”
She laughed again but covered her mouth this time. Why does she do that?
Taking a breath in, I could see she was trying to think of how to confidently tell me how she felt about things. I was curious to know what really goes on in her mind. Letting out a sigh she finally spoke.
“I feel— like— my parents have really just forgotten about me…”
I could hear her voice tremble with her words. She took a sharp breath in again and continued
“And it’s not like I really care about them honestly… but it still stings”
It felt so strange, what she was saying was effecting me in a weird way. It felt like my heart had dropped to my stomach and I felt this weird beating in my chest that was unsettling. It was bringing up my own memories, I didn’t fucking like this but in a fucked up way I related to her.
It was harsh but it was the truth. Her parents had been gone now for almost a month, only calling occasionally and sending her money for food. Sure Jules was 18 but she was still a kid, she doesn’t know how to be on her own… she’s not like me in that way. I’ve always been on my own, I know how to survive… she doesn’t have anyone.
“You’ve done pretty good so far right?”
“Plus— you’ve got me to hang out with”
I nudged her shoulder with my arm and got a quiet laugh out from her. I could still see she was thinking, she was holding back her thoughts but I wanted to know them.
“Anything else you want to talk about?”
“Do you really want to hear my shit?”
I turned my head to look at her again and Jules did the same, our noses were almost touching. This was strange, this new feeling. It was warm.
That unsettling feeling I had im stomach stayed with me most of the night. It was much unsettling as it was just new, the feeling of wanting to hear Jules get things off her chest, but it changed halfway through our conversations. I could tell certains thinfs weren’t bothering her anymore and she was talking more openly instead of shyly. There were moments we she talked alone for a good 10 minutes just telling me certain stories, some were kinda fucking sad. It reminded me of certain memories which I fucking hated, so there were points of regret but also times where she was going on about certain things that really made her smile. She told me about this book she loves to read because it relates so much to her and every time she reads it it’s like someone is telling her story. I can’t remember the fucking name but I couldn’t stop looking at the way she became so happy just over some book.
I said sitting up on the bed. Jules did the same but tucked her legs in and rested her head on her knees.
“I guess talking to you has helped me a lot tonight”
Helped? That’s a first, I didn’t really knkw how to respond to that. This isn’t a conversation i’m used to having, infact its a conversation I normally would avoid at all costs because— well why the fuck have them.
“You’re welcome— I guess”
Jules smiled and looked to me, but really examined me. The wheels were turning in her head.
“You don’t really talk alot about yourself”
“I doubt that Mr Gargoyle”
There wasn’t much to me, that was the truth. I smoke, I take drugs and I drink, I have a reasonable amount of hate for the world and don’t really give a fuck if I die or not. Everything else is in the past, and that’s where it’s staying…
“Trust me Jules, my life— isn’t that interesting”
I tried to shrug off her pressings but I could tell she wouldn’t back down. She gave me a puppy dog face that any little kid would give a parent.
“Oh come on Kurtz! Just one little thing about you, something I don’t know, i’ve talk to you about so much pleaassee-”
“Okay okay! Fine— just stop with the little pouting thing, it’s making me feel weird”
Jules stuck her tongue out in response then smiled. Why the fuck am I telling her this. It was a small detail, not one that really mattered or brought up anything about me so I guess it was good enough.
“I used to have a dog— called Milo”
Jules instantly showd a big smile at that fact and I could tell she wanted more.
“Aw! What happened to him?”
Before I could answer my attention was brought to my phone ringing from my jacket. I reached down and got it out. When I read the caller I.D I realised just how long i’ve been sat talking here with Jules. My phone stopped ringing and in popped a text
“5 mins till watch starts where are u?”
It was jughead, crap how did I not notice the time. He’s gunna give me shit for not being on time.
“Yeah I— I think i’m gunna call it a night actually, i’ve gotta quickly go check something for jughead so”
I turned and stood up from the bed. Putting my jacket back on I heard Jules get up too.
“Hey wasn’t there something you wanted to show me tonight?”
Fuck. Everything about that had slipped my mind. It was already 11pm, there was still time but it just— it didn’t feel right at this moment.
“That— another day, it wasn’t that important”
What the fuck is happening to me, I’m suddenly filled with slight nervousness as I watch Jules walk with me to window. Why didn’t I just take her to him now? I shouldn’t be getting distracted but something in me wanted to wait a bit longer before taking her. She stood behind me and when I turned around I could feel the space between suddenly become a lot closer. My eyes kept dazing to her lips why the fuck could I not stop looking at them. That weird feeling in my gut came back instantly snapping me out of my trance. Thank fuck.
“I’ll probably see you tomorrow then?”
I said quickly trying to move past from this. Jules seemed to snap back into reality when I spoke and took a step back from me.
“Uh yeah I- just let me know what you wanna do”
I left it at that, exchanging a smile with her then climbing out the window. Walking down the street I felt so different, I felt so fucking strange and weird it was almost unlike me to feel this way. By the time I had checked my phone again, I was a fair bit away from Juliets house so I called up jughead, where I prepared to not hear the end of me being a couple minutes late.
“Well? Where the hell are you?”
“Long story, but I can meet you at the lookout I’m basically there already”
“Fine, i’ll see you in a second”
When I hung up I placed my hands to my forehead, trying to comprehend my actions right now.
“What the fuck are you doing Kurtz”
I said under my breath. I sighed and turned back to walk to Juliets house. That was the lookout for tonight… 11pm till 1am then after that just keeping an eye out, that was the plan, as always. We’d meet a few blocks down then walk through back yards. Making sure to keep in the shadows and more around trees or bushes. As I walk up to our meeting point, I see Jughead walking in the same direction towards me, the look on his fave giving away his frustration. Not tonight please I really dont give a shit Jughead
“So, what’s this long story then?”
He asked now facing me with arms crossed. I rolled my eyes in response
I didn’t really wait for his reply and just walked off into our normal pattern towards Juliets house. I could hear him huff behind me then he proceeded to follow.
“Have you atleast seen anything to do with The Man In Black?”
Now walking next to me with, what I assumed to be a slightly ticked off vibe, Jughead began asking his usual lookout questions. People seem to be buying more from this fucking Man In Black asshole instead of from me but we can’t figure out who he is yet which is pissing me off and ruining my business.
“No, same old same old Jones, he stays in the dark— fucking dick”
Maybe it was my tone, lack of information or my crude words but some how I managed to get a chuckle from Jughead and his pissed offness had dissipated. As we’re walking I hear my phone ding, I take it out to see that Jules has sent me a text. I’m not big on the whole texting thing but I replied
“It was nice talking to you Kurtz. It helped a lot”
“No problem I guess… glad you could get stuff off your chest”
I kept my phone in my hand as we made it through the back of her garden, there was a little spot where we could see the street and even just a glimpse of another window by her room. But you’d honestly need some type of light to know we were there. My phone buzzed a few times and I couldn’t help but check her texts.
“You gotta tell me more about Milo!”
“I kinda want to know more about you”
“Ok that sounded weird maybe just talk about Milo”
This was too amusing, she really found that little bit of information exciting. Though involuntary, a smile creeped to my lips as I read her little texts.
Throughout our lookout, my attention was brought to my phone many times as Jules had had me in a texting frenzy, she was texting me about little details of what she was doing and maybe what she wanted to do tomorrow. Throwing in some jokes here and there it was strange, i’ve never been on my phone this much let alone to text anyone. That weird gut feeling kept coming and going and the more I thought about how easy it would have been to take her to the king today, the more I let myself get distracted by her.
“I see you and Jules have been talking a lot”
I sent off a quick reply then shoved my phone in to my jacket pocket. Don’t tell me Jughead is trying to get on my case now about this
“Yeah? And? Got a problem with that?”
Maybe I was quick to be defensive but why the fuck does he need to know if me and Jules have been talking more? Jughead was quick to put his hands up to show he meant nothing by it but his fucking smirk told me otherwise.
Jughead started to walk so I followed slowly behind, we were still in Juliets back garden just changing the view a bit more.
“Just noticed that you two are haning out a lot more, I mean you’re literally at a lookout with me at her house”
“The fuck are you saying Jones?”
Something was going fucking wrong, he knew sometting or wanted to know something. I just had to play it cool. Act like I wasn’t doing anything wrong, just talking to Jules like a normal person. I could feel myself become on edge which again wasn’t like me, normally I wouldn’t be giving a shit about what Jughead of all people had to say but tonight, I just wasn’t myself.
“Either you’re some weird type of stalker—”
He paused for a moment then looked to me before finishing his sentence
Raising an eyebrow with a stupid fucking grin at me at the latter comment, I almost relaxed at his accusations. Though they still twisted me up. Why would he think I liked Jules? Just cuz we hang out? That’s honestly a load of fucking bullshit she’s nothing more than a quest.
“I don’t like her— and i’m not a fucking stalker either you dickbag”
I pushed past him so that could walk a bit infront of him. Can’t fucking believe he thinks me of all people would like anyone and a stalker? What the hell
“Oh yeah? Then why join me on patrols?”
Jughead stopped in his tracks and looked to me seriously but still with mischief. When he asked the question I couldn’t really think of what to say… which was really fucking strange.
Jughead walked up to me and pointed towards the window of Juliets house where I could just get a glimpse of her reading by her bed. Theres the fucking gut feeling again
My gaze stayed fixated on her for a moment as I watched her read. Jughead didn’t know what he was talking about, he didn’t know anything. He thinks he’s some smart leader but he can’t ever figure out that she’s a quest in this game, a sacrifice waiting to be made… if I remember to actually bring her that is.
“Ok lover boy, Time to get going”
I felt Jughead pat my shoulder bringing my attention back to him. I looked to him and then back to the window one last time before walking away.
I say quite loudly to him before walking away from this damned patrol area. All I could hear from jughead was a scoffed chuckle. I dont like her, I mean she’s a decent person to be around and to talk to, and she’s not the ugliest girl i’ve seen she’s actually quite good looking but I dont like her; With our patrol for tonight now over, Jughead and I went our separate ways with not much talking going on. What I had ahead of me was explaing to the King why I hadn’t given him Jules tonight. I could bullshit my way through him, just like I do in most situations. So on I went walking back to our meeting point deep in the woods near sweetwater river, the sound the flowing water filling the silence of my walk. Follwoing my markings, I stood waiting at the last one where I knew he’d already be. I looked up to this masked ‘King’ as he stood there not saying a word typical.
“The maiden is a lot more stubborn than I thought— and it’s a difficult to pull her away from her little gang. But rest assured— i’ll bring her to you”
There was no response, all I could hear was breathing and nothing else. I could buy some more time, I knew I could bring Jules in but this was going to be a bit harder for some reason, i’m messing myself up.
“I need another few weeks to fully gain everyone’s trust, once no one see’s me as a threat it might be easier to lead her to you”
With silence after my words again, the King turned and walked away. I’m taking that was a sign that he took my offer. With a couple more weeks I knew I could do this, I just had to stop getting distracted. I walked back to my little shed, the cold air seeping into me and what I really wanted now was to drift away with the burning in my lungs. I unhooked the little wire from my door and stepped inside, thought I left hours ago everything still smelled like smoke but it was different… it was almost off putting. I wanted to roll myself up a joint but I just couldn’t get myself to do it. With frustion and some tiredness, I took my phone out of my pocket and took off my jacket before falling onto my bed causing the loud ass springs to heard. I held my phone in my hand and looked at it, no new messages. I unlocked it and looked at the conversation that me and Jules had throughout the night, just stupid little words, her texts were always longer than mine. What the hell was I doing? I groaned and tossed my phone to the side. As my eyes felt heavy I closed them feeling the instant relief of sleep washing over me
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