A Bughead story

Chapter 18

Jugheads POV

I fuck everything up. All the time. Last night I crashed my motorcycle because I was upset at Betty. I lost my phone in the crash too. I had to walk back to the trailer since my bike was so fucked up. To be honest I was so pissed last night I tried to avoid Betty so I wouldn't say anything but she was on my case and I just blew up. Today there was school. Betty would have to face me either way. We are partners in biology. I'm also going to see Mrs Burble during a study hall. I get out of bed and change into a S t-shirt and jeans. I put my beanie on and go out into the living room. Ugh. This is what I wasn't looking forward too. My dad up sitting on the couch with his coffee. "Jughead" he says in a stern voice that tells me to go sit near him. And I'd do. "Are you- are you okay?" He asked in a low voice. "I'm fine." I say in a harsh tone. My body is sore. From the crash last night. "Do you think you can make up with Betty? Her birthday is Friday and she really doesn't want to keep fighting with you." He says and I instantly feel bad. Images of Betty crying last night appear in my mind. I nod. "How do you know that?" I ask him while taking my beanie off and running my fingers through my hair then putting it back on. "Alice. Betty was up until two in the morning crying. Alice was up with her too trying to calm her down. I mean if you would've seen Betty last night when we were trying to find her- you'd be wondering what the hell happened to this fragile 16 year old girl?" He says and the pressure in my chest and throat makes me want to cry. I'll buy her a coffee today at school. "She's not fragile. Not in the least." I say under my breath. "You could walk her to school today?" My dad suggested and I nodded. "Betty get going then." I tell him. Before I leave I get a sweatshirt because it's a little cold out. The walk to her house was fine but everything in my body hurt. I knock on the door and Betty answers. She froze in her place for a moment but then said "wait" I assumed it meant she'd be back in a minute. She came back out with her backpack and a hoodie on. "Can I walk you to school?" I ask her. "No" she says and I'm shocked. "You can walk with me." She says in a more awake voice and started walking. I followed after her. I groaned a little with every step I take holding my legs. "Is that from the accident?" She questioned but said as if she already knew. "Partly" I saw in a quiet ashamed voice. She looked at me confused. "Partly?" Asks but I ignore her. "Partly?" She says repeating herself. I sighed. "My dad was pissed last night" I say crouching a little bit. She gasps. "What?! No he couldn't!" She says then I can tell she regrets it. She stoped walking in response so did I. "I'm so sorry" she says looking me in the eyes then hugs me. I patted her back awkwardly. "It's nothing. I Uhm- Betty I'm really sorry about last night I was just super pissed because I crashed and you were mad at me" I apologize and she smiled. "It was my fault too." She says and I shake my head scoffing. At this point we were walking again. "I can't believe Fp. I'm gonna give him a piece of my mind" she says seriously and I laugh. "I'm going to talk to Mrs. Burble today, oh! My phone- I lost my phone in the crash it's junk anyways" I huff. She clears her throat. "Im really sorry about your phone but it's good that your going to talk to her. You really need to. Maybe I could go in with you sometime" she suggests. I nod. "Okay sounds like a good idea. I'll tell her today" I say and it earns me a smile from Betty. I love her smile. Her full lips. God I miss her lips. We were close to the school and kids were staring at Betty. I have no idea why. "Why are they staring at us?" She looks up and asks me. They weren't staring at us. They were staring at her. Some of them were even giggling  and whispering. "Betty they're staring at you. Just ignore them and I'll deal with them." I whisper to her. "No I can handle this myself." She tells me and I know she's not one bit confident in her decision. "Mhm" I say in speculation. "I can." She says still unconfident. We walked past a group of people sitting on tables in front of the school. They were gossiping about Betty. "I bet it was him" I hear a girl with pink hair say. I feel bad for Betty. "Are you sure I can't do anything?" I ask her. She nods. Okay so I won't do anything. "We walked silently inside the school and to Bettys locker. They're was a group of people huddled around her locker and everyone was laughing. Betty held onto my jacket as we made our way through the crowd to her locker. I quickly read what was on her locker.