Best Friends? ~A Bughead Story~

♡︎ 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝐹𝑜𝑢𝑟 ♡︎

*12 years old*

Jughead POV

I gave Betty the dare to give me my sweater back and I noticed she went immediately pale. "Why????" She whined. It wasn't like a joking matter though. "It's a dare, now give it back." I said with a laugh, hoping to lighten the mood. She went to pull it off and hand it back, but what I saw made my heart drop... she was covered in bruises, cuts, marks. Those were just the ones I could see. "Betty..." I said as she looked down and started crying. I immediately pulled her into a tight hug, but not too tight because I didn't want to hurt her. "B-Betts... wh-wha-what h-happened?" I asked her calmly, trying to hold back my tears, but it wasn't working. I started crying with her as well. "I-I-it was my mom's boyfriend." She said, crying even harder into my shoulder. "Please don't cry. I don't like seeing you upset, Betts." I said, my voice most definitely cracking. "I can't... it hurts really bad." She said as she wrapped her arms around her stomach and winced in pain. "Betty...what all did he do to you?" I asked calmly, wanting her to open up to me. I know she always opens up to me about everything because I am her best friend, but this is completely different than usual. "He p-punched me, then he h-h-handcuffed my arms and legs to the table, and then he g-grabbed a k-knife and c-cut all my clothes off. He t-took all his c-c-clothes off too and h-h-he r-ra-ra-raped me. He then started whipping me with his belt because I might have screamed a few times." She said as she was fully sobbing. I was in tears too. This is the first time Betty has ever seen me cry. This IS the first time I've ever cried. "Betty... Oh my god." I said as I pulled her a slight bit closer to me. She was sitting in my lap with her legs over one of mine and her arms around her stomach, hoping to soothe the pain. "Where all did he hit you with the belt?" I asked her through my tears. "H-he h-hit me on th-the stomach, the th-thigh, the neck-ck, the h-hips, and the face..." It broke my heart to think that someone would do this to her. Now that I look, I don't see any marks on her face. "Betty, did you cover the marks on your face?" I asked calmly while slowly rubbing her arm. "Y-yea." She said with chocking back her tears. "Can you take off the makeup?" I asked quietly. She nodded her head and went to the bathroom. After about 10 minutes, she came back out and I was horrified. "Betty...you need to tell someone about this." She immediately shook her head and started to cry even harder. "No, no, no. Please don't cry Betts. I hate seeing you like this." She curled up into a ball on the bed and I started thinking about what happened. "Betty... have you cleaned yourself." She nodded her head and started to wince in pain. "Do you want any ice packs?" She nodded her head so I went outside my bedroom to grab ice packs. As I was in the kitchen, my mom was cooking dinner. "Hey Jug! Dinner will be ready in about 15 minutes so do you want to get Betty in a few minutes?" She said as I was grabbing the ice packs from the fridge. "Wait, before you answer, what are all the ice packs for?" Crap! "They are for Betty's knee and foot. She fell on the way here and they are bothering her. Also, we will be down here then." I said, hoping that was lie. "Ok!" She said as I walked back into my bedroom. "Hey, here you go." I handed her the ice packs and helped her put them on. "Thank you." She said quietly, looking away from me like she was ashamed. "You're welcome. I have one more question. Does it hurt to walk?" I asked and she slightly nodded in response. "You want me to carry you around today and tomorrow?" I asked her with a slight chuckle. She nodded her head and giggled slightly. "Dinner!!" We heard my mom scream from the kitchen. "We'll be there in 5!" I screamed back. "Why in 5?" Betty asked me. "You need to cover your face again and put my hoodie back on." She nodded and put my hoodie on while I grabbed her makeup and a mirror. She covered it up and I carried her bridal style to the table. "Hey Betty! I heard about your fall. Are you ok?" Mom said to her. "Yea I'm fine." Betty said as we all started eating. After we finished I picked Betty back up, brought her to my bedroom, and laid her down on the bed. "Are you ready for bed?" I asked her, but she didn't answer. "Betty?" I said turning around. She was asleep. I just hopped in the bed neck to her, hugged her, and went to bed.