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it's been another couple of days , Jules is coming back tomorrow , witch gives me enough time to pack my bags and leave for a while , only to visit my mom , I was contemplating it for a while , but then realized what I had to do , maybe it'd be good to go home for a while , though I've only been in college for a month , it was the next morning and I had woken up at 5 in the morning and left for my 7 am flight , I only anticipated going for 2 days , I was reading when I heard that my plane was boarding , when I got back river dale from my 6 hour flight I ubered to my moms hospital , "hi I'm here to visit someone" "what name" "Alice cooper , I'm her daughter" "I'm sorry you're not on the visitation list" "since when was there a li-" I said before I heard someone interrupt me , "Betty!?" I turned and saw Charles , "hey" I said ,  he ignored me while he checked in , he walked away and turned back to me after a few seconds , "well? What are you waiting for" hinting for me to follow him, he lead me to my moms room and she almost shot up in her bed , "Betty , I didn't think you'd visit" "me either" I said , " we talked for a while and hours passed of me sitting there , the hours turned into days pretty quickly , I could've stayed there for weeks if I was committed enough , I knew my mother hadn't been better , and neither had Charles , it felt better to keep her in the mental institution for a few months , not that she'll be fine in 6 more months but it'll stop her for the time being and maybe a little afterwards , I hope.
     I had arrived back at college the next day and walked into my dorm with my bag from the last 3 days , I saw Jules for the first time in like 2 weeks when she walked out her room and screeched "hi" I said , "we're have you been" "visiting a old friend why" "I call bull" "why" "because 1 you hated everyone in you're high school , and two you've on,y been in college a month who are you so urgent to see after a month" "I know people" "mhhm" , it was later on in the day and jughead having some get together at his dorm with some of his band mates and there friends , i was there for a few minutes awkwardly standing in the living room waiting for jughead while rapidly texting him , until he walked out and I felt some sense of relief , "hey do you mind if we talk in my room for a second" he asked , then pulled me to the side over to his room "what's up" "so I put lots of consideration Into it and I want to ask you to join like , the band" I laughed reassuming he was joking but when I looked up and saw his serios face my expression changed , "like what? You want me to play a toy harmonica or something" "no actually , I was wondering if you could song write" "what makes you think I'm capable of writing a song" "a while ago I   a paper on the floor of you're room and on it had a bunch of little poems , and they were all , good and plus you have like ten more times experience than literally anyone in the music Industry " "what like I have ten times more trauma" "that's not what I'm saying" he said "no it's almost exactly what you're saying" "so are you gonna consider it or not" "I'm your little writer in the dark huh , and no I won't- I can't do it no" "this is a opportunity or a life time" he said , "I'm not gonna make my trauma into a song so you and you're little band geek friends can make it somewhere in life instead of accepting the fact you wasted the best years of you're life in a band that's going nowhere , and those "poems" were crumbled up into a ball and thrown onto the floor because I never want to look at them again , regardless if I wrote them 30 seconds ago there my own thing that gives me comfort and it was not you're right to ever even look at them" "well betty I'm sorry my dad didn't leave me with millions of dollars , regard,Ed's of what you do after this whole college thing daddy's money will always be you're support system" "I'm not you girlfriend.  Hell I'm not even you're friend . In you're eyes I'm nothing but a cash grab" "you know that's not true" "stop saying that and give me the reassurance I had when I was a 17 year old who didn't know anything besides the fact I was in love , but I don't feel that love anymore " "Betty just hear me out , my newest albums has been hitting charts days on end , with you're guidance and lyrics we can blast off , there is no limit."  "Look me I'm my eyes , or is all you see dollar signs like I'm not a human anymore , I shared the to you the parts of me that I didn't even know myself , and you took it and stabbed me in the back" I said before I walked out , he tried grabbing my hand but it was no use , I had made my mind up already