Jughead's POV
"Has she said anything else since you called me?" Charles asked. I nodded. "What is it?"
"She's taking me to meet someone on Thursday. I don't know who it is, but I have a feeling it's her dad." I said. He nodded.
"You're getting us closer, Forsythe." He said. I sighed.
"Yeah, I know," I muttered. "She's also constantly trying to get me to stay at her apartment."
"Why do you think that is?" Betty asked. I shook my head.
"I don't know," I looked at Charles who shook his head. I nodded. "I'm gonna try and get a few things done. Wait a while and see if she texts me. Also, she starts her new days next week." They both nodded and we all did our own thing.
Thursday
When seven came, I was already there. Sitting as everybody else came and sat down. Veronica was nowhere to be seen. Nobody questioned it though. I sighed and we started.
After about ten minutes, the door opened. We all looked over and saw Veronica. She smiled a little and took the seat next to me.
"Sorry, I'm late. I lost track of time." She said and looked at me. Everybody just carried on while we just kept looking at each other. Even when she took seconds to look away, I never did. I just couldn't keep my eyes off of her.
Once this stupid meeting was over, she immediately left. But as she walked out she looked at me. I nodded and waited a couple of minutes. I've noticed that the therapist keeps pretty good eyes on us. She had since she talked to me. I left only a few minutes later. I went straight to her apartment. Her door was already open. I slowly walked in, shutting the door, and saw her sitting on the couch. She was on the phone. She smiled at me and held a finger up telling me to hold on. I nodded and she went back to talking. I kind of just walked in the opposite direction She was in. I was just looking around more. There was a slightly open door. From what I could see it looked to be her room. I sighed a little and walked away from the door.
"Are you looking for something, Jones?" I quickly turned around and saw Veronica. She looked at me with a small smile on her face. "Come on. Let's go. We have someone waiting for us outside." She walked off. I followed her out of the building. There was a car with its back door already open, waiting for us. I looked at her. She smiled. I let her in and got in after her.
"Where are we going?" I asked her. She looked at me, still with her smile plastered on her face.
"I have someone for you to meet. Stop questioning so much, Jug. I just want him to trust you, okay?" She said. I just nodded. Him? Who is him? Her father?
When we stopped, we were right outside of a hotel place. I looked at her. Like always, she was already smiling at me.
"Veronica--" she cut me off.
"Just follow me." She said, I followed her into this building. We went all the way to the top and I found myself in a penthouse. She smiled at me once again and started walking again. I, once again, followed her. I looked out of the window and I could practically see the whole city. She came and stood next to me. "We have one of the top three best views of the city." I just looked at her. Who is this girl? Really, who the hell is she? Also, we?
"Mija?" She looked back and so did I. There were a man and a woman. I'm assuming they're her parents. She smiled and walked over to them.
"Daddy," she looked back at me, waving me to come over. I walked over and stood next to her. "This is--"
"My new errand boy, right?" He asked. Errand boy? What? She looked down a little and smiled, shaking her head.
"Yes, that too. But, what I was gonna say was that this is Jughead Jones, my boyfriend." She said. I quickly looked at her. She looked at me, smiling, and nodded. I sighed a little.
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Undercover Love
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] [60,000 - 70,000 WORDS] Forsythe Pendleton Jones the third, also known as Jughead Jones when at home or undercover. The 23 year old FBI agent is working with his older half brother Charles, and his girlfriend, Betty Cooper, to figure ou...