A Bughead story

Chapter 12

"Elizabeth?! What are you doing on the patio!? In the cold?!" My Mom shook me awake. "What?" I slurred forgetting I fell asleep on the patio. I sat up. "Get away from me" I spit and my mom sighed in response. I didn't want her anywhere near me. If she really did care about me then she would have gotten me out of the hospital or at least answered my calls. "Oh honey, I'm so sorry. I know I should have got you but I didn't want you here. I'm scared for you. I know you've been drinking and and I hear you crying at night, every night. I didn't want to hear that anymore and I thought if you stayed there then maybe they could help you. I know you hate me but-"

"It's okay mom." I say and pull her into a hug. Right now I just need a supporter. I need someone on my side and she was just trying to help and protect me.

I've lost Jughead, twice. I think Veronica and I are upset at each other and Archie, we haven't talked in a while. "I love you Elizabeth, so much." She cried into my shoulder. "I love you too mom" I sniffled. In this moment I finally felt okay, just for a split second. Minutes later I was in my bedroom I had half an hour until I had to leave for school, so I decided to work on the article I was writing about Jughead. He was a person who was wrongly convicted for the "murder" of Gladys Jones. That's it, he was just a person.

He left me.

Maybe Veronica was right, if he really did care about me then he wouldn't have put me through this pain. Especially after the first time, when he left because of his dad and when he came back I thought we had hit a turning point where we could tell each other things. I even told him everything about how I felt, mostly. If he did care about me then he wouldn't have put me through that hell again. The last time I saw him he blamed me for not being able to keep him from leaving. Can't he imagine how much damage that would to do me? All the sorrow and pain in my chest was slowly turning into anger and hate that replaced the sadness. I wanted to tear pictures of Jughead up and burn them but I knew I couldn't. But what I did do was take all the papers and journals. I put them in a old shoe box and then hid it in my closet. What I wrote on those papers were the truth about Jughead and the alleged crimes he committed. I'm not going to publish them to the blue and gold or anywhere. The only person to ever look at them would be me. There was no point to it anymore, jughead won't come back and the school already made their minds up about him. You could make the argument that he deserves justification but I deserved a better boyfriend. Wherever he is, I hope he is miserable without me. I have the other parts of a article on my laptop so I'll save it to a file and eventually forget about it.

I was waking to school when a unknown number called me. I instinctively answered thinking it could be... jughead. I'm mad- furious with him but I don't know why I still care about him. "Hello who is this?" I said into the speaker looking around behind me to make sure nobody was sneaking up on me or anything. "Betty?! Please help me get out of here!" A voice that sounded like it belonged to a young girl. "Jellybean?" I questioned. "Yes, yes it's jellybean! Uhm I'm not sure where I am but my mom and dad said they'd come get me by now and they haven't, I think I'm in foster care or some orphanage. I don't want to be here please come get me!" Her voice was frantic and she was hysterical it was difficult to understand her. I wanted to ask her why she didn't call jughead but I quickly decided against it. "Okay, it's okay. Calm down, I'll make a few calls and see what I can do. I need you to tell me one thing though okay?" I said covering my other ear so It'd be easier to understand her. "Okay" she said desperately.
"Are you at a place called the sisters of quiet mercy? Does that ring any bells?!" I tried to stay calm. "Yes-" She said and the call disconnected. The sisters of quiet mercy was the only local nearby orphanage I knew of. I ran home while trying to call my mom when she finally answered I said "send me FP'S phone number contact like right the hell now!" I tried to catch my breath "why?!" She immediately asked. "I wouldn't ask if it wasn't urgent." I say and hang up. Seconds later his contact information shows up on my screen. I tried calling him but he didn't answer so I text him.