A Bughead story

Chapter 11

I sat curled up in a ball in the corner of the dark room crying. I waited all night for my phone to ring or buzz but it never did. Not until this morning, A unknown number called me and I answered "mom is this you?!" I immediately said, I didn't realize now strained and hoarse my voice was. It sounded like I had just lost my voice for the third time in the past week. "No, but-" I recognized that it was jugheads voice and hung up. Seconds later the phone rang again. I brought the phone up to my ear after answering it. "Leave me alone I don't want to talk to you." I said truthfully. I was about to hang up but he started talking and against my better judgment I couldn't hang up. "Betty! Please don't hang up!" He pleaded. He was about to speak but I talked over him. "Don't say anything. It's fine your just going through a lot and I understand." I stammered picking at my nails.

"How can you be so understanding and kind to me? I was so rude and I haven't been understanding at all about your feelings. I said terrible things to you and you should be mad at me." He said on the other end of the phone. "Your aways putting others first and never yourself." He further explained when I didn't answer. "Oh" was all I could think to say. "I'm such a terrible person, a boyfriend. I'm never there for you when you need me. I'm so selfish. I should have comforted you instead of freaking out when my dad.." he cried out I don't want to talk about this so I change the subject. "What did you tell the sherif that made you so upset?" I asked.

"Betty, no I'm trying to talk to you about something more important. " He warned and I rolled my eyes. "I'm sorry." I was almost sure I heard him say. "I have to go, bye" I quickly said and hung up. He called me multiple times after that but I unplugged the wire so he couldn't call anymore. Fifth day in the hospital. I walked outside in the halls to see if I could find sherif Anderson but she was nowhere to be found. I sharply turned around and I bumped into somebody's chest and apologized without looking up. Whoever it was they snickered so I turned to see who he was and I saw Fp. I regret apologizing. "What the hell are you doing here?" I asked not realizing how nice I sounded. He stared to walk to the room that Jughead was being held in. I jumped in front of him and said "He knows" I looked up at fp, he looked confused. "He knows you hurt me" I looked down this was incredibly awkward. "So? It's not like he could do anything about it or that he would." He laughed. What was I supposed to say or do now? "Is there a problem?" A voice squeaked. "Yes" I said at the same time Fp said "no" the woman did a hand signal to sherif Anderson! I distracted Fp as the sherif walked up towards him. "Forsythe Pendleton Jones II! Your under arrest for assault of a minor, you have the right to remain silent anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law." She spoke as she handcuffed him. "It's sad that you'll be going into a jail cell when your son will be getting out." She smiled at my face lit up. "What?!" FPS voice had a edge to it. She led Fp out of the hospital and I was frozen in place. Jughead would be getting out? I waited for the sherif to come back and when she did the smile was wiped off her face.
What could possibly be wrong? Jugheads getting out. "What's wrong?" I immediately asked her. She looked at Jugheads hospital room and then her eyes met mine. I ran to open the door but when it opened he wasn't there. I felt any hope I had wash away. I walked back out. "What happened?" I knew something was wrong and my traitor tears betrayed me and sat in my eyes. "I think he decided that things would be better with him out of the picture. I'm sorry." She said looking away from me. what does that mean? Did he hurt himself? This is my fault he was trying to talk to me this morning but I wouldn't let him. I didn't say anything else but I talked back into his room for some reason. I reached for the hospital phone and called him. He didn't answer. I left him a voicemail "call me- you have to call me just at least to let me know that your okay. Your dads gone now and we can be okay again. Look, I'm sorry" I sobbed and it sounded much like the voicemail I sent my mother this morning. "You were the last person I had" my voice breaks and betrays me. I hang up and I see Anderson standing in the doorway. "Take me home please I can't be here any longer." I begged her. "They can't keep me here forever and I'll stay with my friend Veronica." I promised I know they aren't supposed to let me go but if they don't I'll just run away. I have no clue where jughead is or if he's even okay. "Hun, you need a parent or guardian to get you out or foster care if not here." She says and I sigh. "I guess that means you haven't found my mom yet?" I half ask and half state. She shakes her head no. "Well can't you ping her phone?" I asked exhausted. "I suppose we could try that but now you just need to focus on yourself. You don't have anyone else who is over the age of let's say 20, they could pick you up and sign a paper that declares them as your guardian?" She looked around for a moment. I sighed in defeat. "My sister. Polly." I cringe at the thought that Polly would even consider picking me up let alone be my guardian. "Okay, yea I'll call her." I give in and run my fingers through my hair. She steps out of the room. I reached over to the phone and dialed her number. She answered on the third ring. "Polly, it's me Betty. Is there any possible chance you could come pick me up at the hospital and sign a paper declaring your my guardian?" I ask of her and she cuts me off. "Woah what?! Why are you at the hospital? I can't pick up you up anyway, but I'll ask mom to come get you." She says calmly and casually.