A Bughead story

Chapter 16

Bettys POV

"It was an accident." I said quietly while looking down. There was a doctor and a few nurses and mental health people surrounding me. As well as my mom. I had my wrist and ankles cuffed to the hospital bed. "It's okay to admit you did it on purpose-" a women in black hospital scrubs says. "Yeah well I didn't." I say back. It was a lie. Yes, I did cut myself on purpose, I don't know why. Plus it wasn't like I was trying to kill myself. "You suffered a miscarriage, we saw the marks on your palms, abusive ex- boyfriend-" the same women was saying until I stoped her. "No. He's never laid a hand on me before, why did you say he was abusive?" I questioned. "It's besides the point. It's just what I assumed and I apologize. Was it your first time self harming like this? Cutting?" She asked and I yawned. "I was ripping metal up for a craft and I didn't mean to cut my arm. I was going to see if I could make a metal horse sculpture but it didn't work cause now I'm here." I said and the women nodded. Dr.Patel walked out of the room. "I'm tired do you think I could go to bed now? It's only like 2 in the morning." I say and they nod. Everyone walked out and my mom stood up and shut the lights off. "Go to bed sweetheart." She says and I do just that.

In the morning

"Where is your mom?" Dr. Patel asks when he walks in. He shuts the door and turns it to the side. It's something I've never seen a doctor do. "Probably went to get coffee or something" I say plainly. He walked up rather close to me. "What does such a pretty girl like you have to worry about?" He says and runs his hand over my hair. What the hell is he doing? I wanted to slap his hand away but I was unable since I was in handcuffs. "Uhm- what are you doing? Stop please." I say and try to squirm away. "Be a good quiet girl, alright?" He says and I was very extremely uncomfortable. He put his hand over mine and lifted himself on his knees on the bed. He put my hand over his crotch and said "look what you've done" after he did that I screamed for him to stop. He put his hand over my mouth still rubbing his groin onto my hand. I was crying and at this moment I wanted to die. "mom!!! Help!!!!" I screamed after I bit his finger. It made him tug his hand away from my face. After he recovered he slapped me against my bare chest. He must have pulled my shirt down sometime when I was crying. I cried out. I faintly thought I heard my mom yelling for someone to help but maybe it was just because I was so desperate. The man continued to assault me in various ways. Any dignity is ever had was gone now. There was no hope. "Your such a pretty little slut aren't you? Hmm?" He speaks out. I want to die. I want to scream. I want to pull my hair out. Dying would be better than this right now. My body was the one thing I thought I would always have to myself and nobody could touch it unless I say otherwise. He was undressing himself when I saw the door slowly creek open. It was Jughead. My heart sank watching his expression right now. What he saw. No way to describe it. Jughead ran up toward him and jumped on him, threw him to the ground then punched him. The doctor was knocked out cold. Jughead got back up as quickly as possible then covered me with a blanket. He hugged me so tightly. I cried into his shoulder for a minute then he pulled out a Bobby pin and picked the lock to my hands cuffs. I watched his lips, the way they were quivering. I lost all control over my body. I wanted to feel good for just one moment. I leaned in and kiss him. He immediately kissed me back. His lips were soft and I felt the emotion draining from him. Jughead pulled away then just hugged me as people piled in and tried to help the man on the floor but one look at me then they set him down and got police in here. My mom rushed in. I heard Jughead whisper "I knew it from the day I first saw him." I never said anything back. My heart hurt. I was still breathing heavily. My mom came over to me and hugged me in result Jughead pulled away and ran his hands through his hair. "Oh sweetie" my mom comforted me. Jughead jumped off the bed and talked to the police. "This piece of shit was about to rape her when I came in." He said in a cold voice. My mom gasped. "Is this true? If so will you press charges?" The police man asked. "Yea, don't press charges." I say and I felt Jughead eyes on me. "What? No we will be pressing charges" My mom said. "No I don't want to" I say and my mom lefts go off me. "He needs to be punished. Whatever the hell he did, he deserves to rot for it." Jughead says and walks behind me. He Covers my shoulders in another blanket. "Charges or not?" The man says while cuffing the doctor. I shake my head. The man nods and waves more police in the room. They take the doctor out in a stretcher. "Before either of you say anything, I said no because he has a life. He might have a family. And I don't want what happened to Jughead to happen to anyone else." I say in a quiet tired voice. Jughead groans. "Well he tried to fucking rape you and I didn't do anything illegal." He says in a clearly frustrated voice. "No offense Jughead but you hid a gun in my bedroom." I said and he huffed. After a few moments of silence between the three of us. Jughead walked in front of me and kneeled down "are you okay? Does anything hurt? I mean can I do anything?" He asked in a soft voice. This is what I loved about Jughead. No matter how pissed he was he still was kind and loving. I so desperately wanted to tell him to kiss me but my mom was sitting next to me. I shook my head no. "Alice, is there any chance you could go into the hallway for a minute? I just want to talk to her." He asked nicely and my mom obliged without saying anything. He sat next to me. "Do you want to tell me why your in here?" He says looking up at me. The twinkle in his eye made me want to tell the truth. I felt his hand on my leg. His knuckles had blood on them. I couldn't tell if it was the doctors blood or his own. I realized my leg was bouncing and he stopped it with his hand. "You can tell me the truth" he says and he looked fragile. "I- kind of felt like you were gonna disappear again. Then you didn't answer my calls or messages and I freaked out. There was a old soda bottle in my room I tore it apart-" I told the truth to him and I stoped talking because I figured that he could put the pieces together. That I had cut myself. He exhaled sharply. He then pulled me into a sideways hug. "I'm sorry. Betty I didn't know you did that to yourself. How long?" He asked shaking his head. I felt ashamed. This is embarrassing. "This was the first time" I told Jughead truthfully. After I had said that there was a moment of silence. "I swear to god, one day I'm going to find that fucking doctor and beat the living shit out of him. I can't believe that happened to you." Jughead said as if there was a layer underneath what he was saying. It warmed my heart that Jughead would go to much measures to protect me. "What do you mean?" I asked him twirling my hair between my fingers. "Okay I really didn't want to say it but I can't help it. It's really bothering me that I don't know but I don't want to trigger you or anything." He says and I nod at him telling him to continue talking. I think I know what he is going to say but I want to know if he will actually say it. "Did he- t-touch you?" He asked and I smiled. It was funny watching him get so worked up about this. He looked taken back. I shook my head no. "He didn't, you stoped him" I tell him in playful tone. He flashed a fake smile for a moment. My mom walked back in. "Betty we can leave now." My mom simply states. "Wait what? Aren't they going to check on her after that man assaulted her?" Jughead says standing up. My Mom was annoyed, probably with Jughead. She shrugged her shoulders. "I'll be back, one second" Jughead says holding a finger up and jogs out the door. My Mom was staring at me. "I thought we agreed not to let him back into your life." She says as if she were reminding me. But what she meant was stay away from him. "Mom he's trying-" I whispered but then stopped talking as I heard Jughead coming back. He walked through the wooden door and a doctor followed behind him. A female doctor. The woman sat on a stool and introduced herself. "I'm doctor Neal. I'm going to check up on you, the nurses who dismissed you thought you'd already been looked at. Your boyfriend gave me a pretty good run down about what happened so I won't ask about that." She said then looked at a chart. When the doctor called Jughead my boyfriend we both looked at each other. Half an hour later she cleared me to go home.