Betty ~ Betty Finn x Veronica

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~But if I just showed up to your party, would you have me? Would you want me?~

(Veronica)


" Oh come on! You're not serioiusly thinking of going are you?" Chandler laughed, which then was followed by a chorus of giggles and comments by the other two Heathers. I looked down at the invitation in my hands. It was decorated by well put stickers and glitter glue, it looks like something a five year old would have been giving out for their birthday party but this one was special. "I don't know..."I mummbled, I knew I had to chose my next few words carefully in fear of being exlied from the group. "Betty and I were friends like ages ago. Maybe I could swing by for like ten mintues or something and then leave before anyone noticed I was there." In all reality I missed Betty, she was my best friend before I joined the Heathers and she still continues to try and stick by my side she was naive to say the least but she was loyal and that's what I loved her for.  "Not a chance in hell. If you're seen there then everyone will assume we were all there and do you know what being seen with geeks will do to us?" Duke scoffed, dismissing me with her hand. Maybe her ego could help me right now, anytime Duke dare even breathes Chandler has something to say about it and it's usually a disagreeing comment. McNamara, Duke and I all turn to the queen B to hear what the next insult will be, Duke already flinching and read to apologise. "She's right." Chandler shrugged, Duke sighing in relief. Damn it. "Veronica if you go anywhere near Betty Finn's house you can hand in your blue blazer and prepare to sit by the dumpster... At Jefferson." She smirked. I swear this woman is the devil in a 5'5 female body.  I opened my mouth to try and fight her, maybe try and strike out some sort of deal with her but the bell cut me off. "Oh would you look at that. Looks like I have the final word, see you later Veronica." She grinned as she got up, her minions following her every move as usual. God I hate my friends. 

The rest of the school day passed at an annoyingly slow pace but as always my bed was my saviour at the end of it.  I stared at the ceiling  and twiddled my thumbs. "Maybe I should get a boyfriend. That could help make school go faster." I shrugged before laughing. "No then Heather would have to approve of him and he'd be a male Heather... God I hate my life." I couldn't understand how I got here, friends with the Heather, the third most popualr girl in school. I say thrid beacuse it's well known that no one actually likes Heather Duke. My thoughts were interrupted by the rings of my phone. "What do you want Heather?" I groaned as I sat up. It had to be Heather, probably wanting to go dress shopping for some party she was invitied to or better yet a lecture for my behaviour today and how it is a privilege to sit with them and she'll easily destroy me and make me move to Jefferson or Washington. "What's up Heather? I'm busy right now studying for world history, do you think we could do this later?" I sighed knowing that my greeting would cause a fight between us. Fights weren't uncommon for us, I'd say something sarcastic, she'd get pissed off at me, I'd sit and listen for two hours and then promise I'd fake a prescription for Xanax or something. "Oh hello? Veronica? It's Betty Finn here. Have I gotten you at a bad time?" Her voice was gentle, almost as if she was scared that she had disturbed me. "Oh Betty, hi. I'm sorry, no you're alright. I just don't get calls from anyone other than the other Heathers these days."I sighed, that wasn't completely true. Sometimes I got calls from drunk men that Heather had given my number to beacuse she thinks I need to hurry up and get laid already. But Betty didn't need to know how terrible my friends were, I'm sure she has her own experiences with that. "Oh if you're sure, I don't wish to disturb you. You're one of the prettiest girls at Westerberg these days. I'm sure your phone is constantly ringing with people wanting to hang out..." Her voice trailed off, almost as if she knew she was getting too emtional about this. "So did you get my invitation to my birthday party? I put it in your locker at the start of the day." 

 A part of me wanted to just play dumb and pretend that I had no idea what she was talking about but she wasn't dumb, there's no way I could go an entire day without checking my locker and seeing this bright and well decorated peice of paper. I knew I had to hurt this beautiful and fragile woman. "Uh yeah I did.." I had no idea how to do this, when I joined the Heathers I just sorta up and left that group I never gave a reason why and they just accepted it. "Listen, Betty. I'd love to go. But you know, with the Heathers... I just can't. They'll kill me and I would like to be able to make it to college alive."  I blurted out. I must of sounded like a selfish bastard right now. God, how pathetic is my life right now. I caare more about being in some dumb friendship group then actually being nice to people who deserve nothing but kindness and love. I heard a small sigh on the other end of the line and my heart sunk. " I get it Veronica, your cool new friends are more important and better than me... I just.. I miss you Veronica. Well at the very least I miss the old you. The you who actually cared about your friends. I get that you don't want to sit with a geek like me but I miss the days you would. I'll see you later." And with that I heard the line go dead. Jesus christ I am a terrible person.

The weekend came nowhere near soon enough. I knew the Heathers would absolutely kill me if they knew if I was here but I didn't care. I missed my friend, an actual friend not friend who would dump me at moments notice beacuse I wore a skirt that was too similar to theirs. I walked up to the doorway and sighed. This was stupid, there was no way Betty wanted to see me. If she had a single mean bone in her body she should laugh in my face and slam the door. I've been a terrible friend, wait no, I've been a terrible person in general. I slowly raised my hand and knocked on the door. No turning back now... Well I could just turn around and run, I'm pretty fast I could make it down the street before anyone saw me. But no that wouldn't be right. "Hello?" I heard a familiar voice say. I gave a soft smile. I had no idea what to say or how to act, I'd never really crashed a party before. Let alone a party of my former best friend who currently probably hates me. "Hey you..." I said trying to be as natural as possible.  "I'm sorry I didn't RSVP. Hope it's still okay. I even brought a gift... It's not great but it's something."I chuckled holding up the gift bag, for the first time in my life I wasn't lying. It was a bad gift I had only just picked up on my way here. A soft smile greeted me. "Hey, Ronnie.." Betty spoke softly. Ronnie... I haven't heard that nickname in a while. Huh, who knew that something so small like a dumb nickname could be so, memorable and important. "Listen I appreciate the gesture but wont your friends hate you forever and make you move schools or something?" She was right. My friends would hate me and I probably would have to move somewhere far away and possibly change my name and appearance but that didn't matter. "Betty, I don't care. You were right, I have been a total jerk and I'm sorry. I just wanna be friends again and I would really love to attend your party. Once again, I do have a terrible gift." I chuckled waving the gift bag in her direction. We both let out a laugh and smiled at each other. It felt good to be like this again, not having to worry about what to wear and how to style my hair and who I should be flirting with so I could become a power couple. Just laughing and hanging out with Betty on her front porch was perfect. "I'll take your terrible gift, come on in." Betty smiled as she lead me through the doorway. I knew I would be dead on Monday morning but for now, who cares? 


A/N: Hello there, I haven't written anything in a long time so please forgive me if I'm a little rusty. I hope you enjoyed and let me know if there's anything else you'd like to see <3 

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