Bughead || recovering

Two

The next day I went downstairs to my parents both sitting at the
Table , knowing I was about to get scolded "heyyy" "sit" they said ,
"This is about the fight isn't it" , my mom nodded "listen teenage girls are bound to fight you don't except me get along with everyone"
"You were given a second chance and your throwing it away on your first day"
"It was one fight" "we didn't raise you to fight with random girls in the school hallway"
"I'm never gonna be the person I was" "and we don't expect you to"
"I know that you both can't bare to see the way I am now , it was like I was your special creation or something and you don't like who I am anymore"
"We never said that" "yeah but I know you feel it , you were to scared to tell everyone your daughter was crazy and you can say it was to guard me from how fucked up teenagers can be but you both don't look at me the way you used to , I'm not your perfect daughter anymore and you're just using Polly to fill that void"
They didn't really say anything
Then I walked out the door to go to school
It was night time and I was at pops diner working on chemistry
Homework , ironically enough the football team walked in , and sat only a two tables across from me , it didn't bother me much , that was until I felt the presence of someone sitting across from me , I didn't look up though ,
"Hey Betty" "hello jughead"
"Do you need me to pay for you're food or something"
"No, why" "because it doesn't look like you've been eating"
Then I heard his table start laughing
"mom and dad cut you off or something" he said , I looked at him and slightly smiled
And once again I saw him look down at my arm for a second or two
"Just go" I said ,
A hour or so passed and majority of his crew had left and I was about to leave when the last person at his table had to go , while I was putting my home work back and put a 20 on my 10 dollar bill , when I was outside putting the code on my bike lock , because my
Car got taken away after I tried to run away and move to New York
then I heard a "hey" I turned my head "what do you want now"
"Listen I'd never normally do this but I know what I did back there was out of line"
"I don't really care , I'd just appreciate if you didn't look down at my wrist in every conversation we have" "listen bett-" "just leave me alone jughead"
I said as I got on my bike and peddled away,
When I got home we lived like 2 houses away from each-other and he must've waited up on me because he drove back home and the drive was 5 minutes , while biking would've been 10-15 we both looked at eachother while I turned my head back and put my bike in the garage
The next day was only worse.
It was like everyday was designed to test me more and more
After lunch I was walking around the hallway to go to my locker , and I saw everyone holding a paper and looking at me , when I got to my locker I picked up a paper that was taped to my locker , when I saw jughead walk up to me and try to grab it from me , I stepped back and read it "betty cooper is the most anorexic slut river dale high has ever seen"
With Paragraphs of lies , while everyone stared at me
I saw him go around and grab some of them , I looked around for a second before I ran off ,
I went to the news paper room , because no body had touched that room in years
I sat in the corner and cried , with my head buried in my knees ,
"Betty?" I heard , I didn't look up at all , he moved the hair from my face
"What do you want from me" "nothing" "so whys are you here , do you enjoy seeing me like this" , he shook his head
"so what , why are you suddenly nice to me , does this make you feel like a better person"
"Not really" "what do you Gain from this" "is it so hard to believe that somebody could actually be nice to you" "your not somebody that could" "your so mad at the world that you take it out on everyone around you" "you don't know anything about me"
"Then let me" "you should be getting to class" ,he scoffed and walked out the door
I waited in the newspaper room for hours until the bell rang , and I waited for a while after that , when I got home I ran upstairs to my dads office and pretended I was printing a presentation , meanwhile I was practically writing a essay about heather , except mines was true , and it was worse , like kicked off the cheerleading team , ruined reputation worse
I printed around 200 copies , and put them all in my backpack.
The next day went as expected
I didn't have time to individually put one in everyone's locker but I went to the third story of the school and threw them , like that one scene from mean girls ,
And then the bell rang and I played it off as nothing , because the school didn't have any security cameras, so they'd never know who did it.
I was walking down the stairs To go to the yard when I heard a scream , I knew who it was
I walked to the yard and weirdly enough I saw jughead at the bench I regularly sit at
I sat next to him "I can't bare the idea of anyone being nice to me because my
Head tells me that I don't deserve it , so I pushed everyone as far as possible
So when and if I did what I was gonna do it wouldn't hurt as bad because they hated me"
We looked at each other "I've never told that to anyone"
"This doesn't mean we're friends either" he nodded.