Best Friends? ~A Bughead Story~

♡︎ 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑇ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒 ♡︎

*12 years old*

Betty POV

Life has been so amazing for me. I am in 7th grade with all of my best friends. Jughead is my best friend in the whole world. We have had a few other people come into our lives like Veronica, Archie, Kevin, and Cheryl. Cheryl is my cousin, but she only moved to Riverdale about 2 years ago. All of us are really close and we have our own little friend group. Veronica and Archie are close and I think they like each other a little bit. Kevin just came out as gay 3 months ago and I am really happy for him. Cheryl is questioning who she really is so I don't have anything on her. The really great news is we all have the same classes, so we are always together. Jughead comes over to my house or I go to his trailer everyday. Our parents have also become a lot closer. My mom says she has found a boyfriend, but I haven't met him. Veronica, Cheryl, Kevin, and I have a sleepover every weekend. They are always so much fun. Today, I think I get to meet my mom's new boyfriend. "Betty!! Come downstairs!!" I heard from my bedroom. I went downstairs to see a really tall muscular guy. I assume that is her boyfriend. He kinda scares me... "Elizabeth, this is my boyfriend, Edgar. Edgar, this is my daughter, Elizabeth." My mom introduces us and I don't get why she couldn't say Betty! "Hi! I'm Elizabeth, but you can call me Betty!" I say with a peppy tone. "Edgar." He says as he shakes my hand. He starts to squeeze my hand and it hurts really bad. I try to hold back tears so my mom doesn't know. "I have to go to the store. You two can stay here and talk. You can also get to know each other." Mom said as she walked out the door. Edgar was smiling and then once my mom's car left the driveway, he turned to me with a terrifying, angry face.

TW⚠️Abuse and R@pe⚠️

He came up to me, grabbed my throat, and punched me really hard against the face. "You will listen to me and obey me or it will be bad for both of you!" He screams as he starts to continuously punch me. He picks me up and throws me on the kitchen table. At this point, I had bruises ALL over my face and my body. He grabs his phone and I am getting really scared about what he will do to me. "Hey babe! How long will it be until you get home?" He says into the phone. I'm guessing he is asking my mom so he knows how much time he has to torture me. "4 hours? Ok! We will see you later then. Bye!" He says as he hangs up. "Hear that bitch! I have 4 hours to do WHATEVER I want to you." When I tell you I was terrified for my life... it was an understatement. He grabs handcuffs from inside our safety draw in the kitchen and handcuffs my arms and legs to the chairs so I can't move. He goes to the kitchen and grabs a knife. "No, no, no... I promise I will do whatever you want just please don't hurt me with that." I cry, hoping he will let me go. "Oh sweetie... I'm not gonna hurt you with this." He said as he came closer to me. The scariest part was... he emphasized 'this' in his statement. He gripped my waists really tight and at this point I was sobbing. I was about to scream for help, but he stopped me. "If you scream for help, I will kill you right here, right now. I will also kill your mother the second she walks through that door." He whispered in my ear. I immediately closed my mouth, but kept sobbing. He cut all of my clothes off with the knife and I automatically knew what was about to happen. He took all of mine and his clothes off and he raped me...

~After~

He had just finished and I was in so much pain. It was almost unbearable, but it turns out, he wasn't done. "I told you not to scream and I heard your screams a few times... did you think there wasn't gonna be consequences?" As he said that he grabbed his belt and whipped me with it right on the stomach. I tried my hardest not to scream in pain, but it was way too hard. "Owww!" I screamed while sobbing. "I'm going to keep doing this all over you until you stop screaming and crying." He said as he whacked me again, but this time it was on the thigh. I bit my lip so hard so that I wouldn't make too much noise. I just wanted this to be over with. He hit me three more times before he stopped. He hit me in the neck, the hips, and the one that hurt me the most... with all his strength, he hit me on the face. I don't know if makeup can cover this. I think I have one of Jughead's hoodies upstairs and I have jeans so all I have to cover is my face. He was finally done and he uncuffed me from the chairs. "Grab your clothes and go shower or I will do this again." He said as I hopped of the table. I could barely walk and when I could, it hurt so bad.

END OF TW⚠️

I grabbed my clothes and went to my bathroom. I got in the shower and just sat there and cried. I cried and cried until I heard him scream at me. "Hurry up! Your mother will be home in 30 minutes!" I quickly washed off what I could and I cannot explain how much blood came off my body in that shower. I got out and put in a pair of baggy sweatpants and Juggie's hoodie with a crop top underneath. I put makeup on my face to cover up the bruises and the huge red mark that the belt left. I still had trouble walking, but I was gonna have to suck it up. I got downstairs and sat on the couch right as my mom got home. "Hey Betty! Did you two get along?" Mom asked me as she walked through the door. I don't know what to say. "Y-ye-yeah." I said and Edgar gave me a terrifying look. "Yea we did!" I said with more confidence, hoping he would ease the look. It worked, but not very well. "That's good! Gladys texted me early and asked if you wanted to stay the night at the trailer. I don't mind... do you want to?" Mom asked me as she was putting the stuff she bought away. "I would love too! I'm going to go pack and then I will leave." I told her and limped up the stairs. I started to pack when I heard the door open behind me. "Don't even think about telling that little boy toy of yours about what happened." Edgar said as he grabbed my neck. "He's not my boy toy, he's my best friend and I won't!" I said as he pulled his hand off my neck and left my room. I am going to make sure that I pack extra makeup and baggy clothes. Now my only problem is Juggie knows me better than anyone and he knows when I'm lying. I just really hope he doesn't find out. I walk downstairs, say bye to my mom, Edgar gives me a look, and I leave. As I am walking down to his trailer, I feel my legs start to give out and I fall to the ground. It hurts so bad, but I get up and walk the rest of the way there. I get there and FP opens the door. He immediately pulls me into a hug without saying anything and I wince in pain. "Are you ok?" He asks me as he pulled away. Great! He heard me. "Yea I'm fine!" I said in response and ran as best as I could over to a 6 year old little girl sitting on the couch watching Henry Danger. "Hey JB!" I said as I picked her up and started tickling her. "Stop tickling me Betts!" She said through her laughing. "Hey!! Only I get to call her that!" I heard someone say as they hugged my from the side. I put JB and hugged them back because I knew it was Juggie. "Hey." I said clinging on to him tighter, so relieved to be able to feel someone without being scared. Not that I was scared of FP and JB, but Juggie made me feel safer. He slowly slide his hands down to my hips to pull away and I immediately winced in pain... again. "Omg! Are you ok? I didn't mean to hurt you." He said, stepping away from me. "I'm fine and you didn't hurt me!" I said as I hugged him again. This time though, I held his hands by my shoulder blades because that is the only place that I did not get the crap beat out of. Jug and I went upstairs and sat on his bed. "What do you wanna do?" He asked me. My mind wasn't really focusing. "Betts? Betty? Betty!" He yelled, waving his hand in front of my face. "Oh sorry! How about truth or dare?" I suggested. "Sure!" He said as he grabbed pillows and out snacks. "Betty, Truth or Dare?" He asked me. "Dare." I told him with pride. "Give me my hoodie back!" He said with a laugh. My heart immediately dropped and I guarantee I turned pale. "Why???" I whined, hoping he would change his mind. "It's a dare, now give it back." He said while also laughing. 'Here goes nothing' I thought to myself. I took it off and he saw the bruises, cuts, and marks. "Betty..."