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It's been, quite a few months , tonight is prom , I got asked a few times , witch I rejected , the last few months I've improved, I really have , and I'm not just saying that like I have before , as my entire world started crumbling around me I maintained my sober streak , it surprises me how bad I used to mutilate myself , my mom went back to being a alcoholic, even started drugs , she'll be gone for days at a time , and we don't question it , not anymore , prom was the same as always , Cheryl spiking the punch bowl , everyone sitting around and talking until they announced king and queen , until the time that they counted the votes , this year I didn't nominate myself as a competitor, I had already won last year so it didn't feel right , and besides I had turned myself back into the introvert I was all along , mr weather we stood on the stage , "this years prom king and queen are...." a few moments passed before he said "Veronica lodge and jughead Jones" I started clapping along with everyone else and they chose not to do the slow dance thing , right before I sat back down I heard my phone ringing , I grabbed it and heard my mother rambling about something I walked outside and sat on the ground trying to calm her down , "Betty I just started thinking and you're all so selfish you're all leaving me just like you're dad, you're all gone leaving me alone to die , again and you don't love me and you're gonna stick me into a nursing home" I think she was cracked out , tears rolled down my face trying to stop her or make her go to sleep "mom I'm busy right now" "you're always busy when it comes to you're mother right" "you're not my mom" "come home right now" I ended the call and sat there for a bit , I was exhausted , it was like I traded my sadness , and my anger , and my youth for this orb , that never left , of constant exhaustion ,  I sat there for a while crying , thinking about how I was about to go to college , turn eighteen , how I doesn't my entire childhood being , sad , I never had the chance to feel love , without driving the other one crazy , I was never given a chance at life "hi" I looked up , saw jughead , per usual "what do you want" "nothing I just came for air" , I nodded "that conversation seemed pretty heated" he said , "so you were ease dropping" "no" "whatever" , "you seem very , mad so I'm gonna go" "it's not like we're talking to each other either way so what does it matter" "god since when are you such a bitch" he said , I slightly laughed  "since when are you such a prick , like seriously the only thing you've done in these last 6 months is football" "and what have you done , nobody knows you exist anymore you were my girlfriend , and now you're another nobody" "you can't serially still believe in the bull shit high school stereotypes, and besides after high school you're gonna be just like you're old man , living off you're mom with a 6 pack of beers right in you're side" "without me you'd also be just like you're dad" "oh my hero" I said sarcastically before I walked back inside ,
        It was after prom had ended and I was walking looking through my bag to find my house key when I looked over and saw jughead walking inside his house , I rolled my eyes and proceeded to open the door to the smell of heavy alcohol, I sighed and saw my mom on the couch , she shot up and started yelling at me "mom go back to sleep" she slightly pushed me "oh betty you're so selfish , you're leaving me soon you and you're brother are leaving" "we're just going to college mom" "I can't be left alone betty" "I'll figure something out for you" "no Betty you have to stay with me" she said , "I'm not gonna let you ruin my second chance at life , grow up" "ignore you're problems and run away ... like father like daughter" "I wish it were you that died that night" I said , "with kids like you you're father would've not been any better" I had started crying at this point , "what do you mean kids like us , I got three scholarships into dream colleges , and Charles , he's going to Harvard with me to study in fashion design , we never ask you for anything , we had nothing , so shame on us that we stopped worrying about you for two seconds and prioritized ourself" "it's always my fault huh , I'm the bad guy" "I have nothing , I don't have parents to teach me anything because my dad killed himself when I was only five , I was five years old mom , and my mom , she's a fucking druggie , she drive her kids away she drive her husband away , you're even the reason pollys dead" I screamed so loud that the neighbors could probably hear , she slapped me in the face while she cried , "you're not my mom , you're a pathetic , you had one job" I said before I ran up to my room and grabbed my suit cases that I had for college and grabbed all that I could and left ,
I stayed at veronicas house for a few days before I could find a apartment with two rooms to stay in for around 3 months for me and Charles before we went to college.