A Bughead story

Chapter 43

Betty's POV

I felt my whole world shatter and fall apart. It was a eye opener when I saw the way he acted last night. I'd never thought he would drink that much. I understood his anger with his mom and for me not listening or believing him. How could I? I feel terrible that I made him leave but I feel relived somehow. No matter how hard I tried to make him love me the way I needed. It breaks my heart to even think about this, but he's never been the same person since his dad came back. The first time he left me. With no remorse. I've taken his dad, his sister and his baby away from him. I really hope that he can get the help he needs. The help I couldn't give to him. I tried so hard to fix him but I failed. It's not fair what I've done to him. Maybe I should have left instead of him. He's downstairs now. Saying his goodbyes. I want to stop him from leaving. He could change right? Maybe he just needs me to hold on a little bit longer? No. No I can't.

I am going to do schooling online I'm not sure what Jugheads plan is but I can't risk seeing him at school. I have no clue what he's going to do. Where he will go? Live? I have no clue and that scares me. It's hard to breathe with all this crying I'm doing. I'll never forget the cold piecing pain in his red eyes. I'm horrible. I begin wailing. This pain turned psychical. My heart feels like it will explode. I hear his motorcycle start. I run down the stairs and run out the door he's driving away. This is really happened. He's gone. I cry violently and out loud. I feel someone's hand on my shoulder they are crying. It's a deep cry. I turn and it's fp. "I'm sorry" my voice breaks and he hugs me. I didn't think of how this works effect him and jellybean. I only thought of myself.. once again. "I'm sor- I wasn't thinking" I apologize once more sobbing. "He needed to go. He needs help. I just wasn't ready to accept it. You shouldn't have to put up with his shit all the time you did what you needed to do" he says and e both let go of the hug at the same time. I sniffle and wipe my tears away for the hundredth time. "Do you know where he's gone?" I can't help but ask. He shakes his head no.

"He said that he is terribly sorry for everything he's done and can't feel worse about what he's put you through. He said he hopes you know how much he loves you. And that he's going to fight for you and get the help he needs. He wanted you to know that if something happened with the baby or anything to call him. Betty he loves you more then anything but he has so many demons. Demons and problems I've created from day one. He's never felt love until he met you Betty. It hurts to admit but I never showed him love. Neither did Gladys. He doesn't want to be like me a absent father. I just- he's going to come back one day try and give him a chance and trust him." He says and my heart swells. I nod. I agree with everything he said. I really fucked up. It's cold and fp and I go back into the house jellybean is crying on the couch and I'm not sure where my mom is. "Betty please tell him to come back. He didn't say those things about the baby, I did! I told my mom because I was mad that you had all of jugheads attention! Please tell him!" She cry's out and I few incredibly stupid. If I would have believed him he wouldn't have punched the wall then ruined everything downstairs. I could have stopped everything but jellybean could have told the truth. I hold my heart. "Betty please apologize and make him come back!" She sobs and I have to explain everything to her. "Jellybean I made him leave because of last night. The way he acted wasn't okay or normal. He needs to go get help and then he can come back. He didn't leave because he was mad I didn't believe him. He left because he knew he needs help." I explain to her then she turns away from me. Fp says he will talk to her and I go upstairs. I lay on my bed and look at pictures of him on my phone. I really want to text him and find out if he's okay but I won't. I take a nap. I'm exhausted.

I wake up from my nap with the most infuriating news. Veronica called me and tells me jughead is drunk down at La Bonne Nuit. I get up and put on a jacket. I get into my car and start driving down there as quickly as I could. Once I get there I expect to find him screaming and yelling but instead he is sobbing. I make my presence known when I pull up a chair and sit next to him. There is a empty chair between us. "What the hell is going on and why is your face tear stained Betty?" Veronica asks and jughead lifts his face and stares at me. "How much has he had to drink?" I ask Veronica and he growls. "I told you not to call her" he complains. "No no this is my favorite way to see you! A lying son of a bitch. You said you'd get help but here you are drinking. My god I just had to explain to jellybean why you won't be home anymore. And I'm sorry I didn't believe you. Jellybean did tell Gladys." I have so many mixed emotions right now. "I told you! But it doesn't matter. Your right I need help. I'll get help tomorrow. Right now I'm just trying to take my mind of the fucking pain so I'll make it to tomorrow". He try's to explain and my heart burns. "So you'll make it to tomorrow?" Veronica questions. "So I don't fucking kill myself before then." His dark voice confirmed my fear. I shake my head. "Jughead please don't even say that. It's not worth it" I beg him and his eyes are dark and empty. "It is. You don't know the thoughts running through my head right now. Your the only reason I was staying in this world". He says and I can't stand to listen to him talk like this. "Your drunk you don't mean any of that" I try to convince him and myself. "Drunk words are sober thoughts." He says and I cover my mouth. "I'm sorry but what the hell is going on!?" Veronica demands to know and jughead opens his mouth. "I almost hit Betty last night. Not on purpose I was just so angry I needed to get it out. Then I had a drunk bitch fit downstairs. Then today she told me to leave. She doesn't love me anymore Veronica. I don't blame her. I'm a bitch. Oh and now I'm going to be an absent father! Cheers to that!" He exclaims sarcastically. "Give me a little bit of something" he asks for more alcohol. Veronica ignored him processing everything she's just heard. "Your pregnant?!" She asks me and I nod. "Oh my god congratulations! I'm so happy!" Veronica says nicely. "Give me more" Jughead wines. "You've had more than enough" I say flatly. "No I haven't it still hurts." He complains. "Veronica can we have the room for a moment?" I ask her and she cautiously complies. Once she's gone, "Jughead please don't hurt yourself. If you want you can come back for the night and then in the morning go get help" I offer and he laughs. "Betty there is no helping me. I'm a bad person. I've accepted that". He says calmly. "No jughead I am telling you that once you get help or maybe even go to a boxing club with Archie and get rid of some of that anger you've been bottling up you will feel better. If you hurt yourself then I will shoot myself in the head with the pistol in my room. I promise we will both be so much happier after we have both worked on ourselves. I will work on my trust issues and you can work on controlling yourself. When you are angry you are not the same person as before." I tell him as he wipes his eyes again. "Don't ever fucking say anything like that again" he says referring to me saying I would shoot myself. "I guess I could go to the gym and talk to a school councilor. And find a professional. I will do everything you want me to, if you promise to keep loving me. Promise me that once I come back you will welcome me". He asks of me with teary eyes. I think he's sobered up a bit. "I promise. Where are you going to go?" I ask him and shrugs his shoulders. "I'll call you once I get there. Oh and if I come back and you have a new bitch I will fucking kill him". He promises me and I can't help but laugh. "You know your the only one". I say and he smiles. Veronica comes back and hands us each a box of tissues. "I'll always love you." His voice is slow and honest. My eyes are glossy. "I could never stop loving you". I know this is the truth. It always will be. He is the only man for me. And damn I'm a fool for letting him go. He opens his arms for a hug and as much as I want to stop myself I can't. This is a much shorter hug. But it has more emotions. Love, forgiveness, anger, sorrow and desperation for each other. I let go because I can't stand the smell of alcohol on him. "I better go" he says and i immediately get in front of him to block him from leaving. He looks confused. "There is no way in hell your going to drive drunk. And it's freezing cold out! On a motorcycle!" I say and he shrugs his shoulders. "Where else would you like me to go?" He asks. "Take my car. I'll take the motorcycle home and you can sleep in the car until your sober. The last thing we need is for you to get into an accident." I tell him and he shakes his head no. "I'm not going to let you take the motorcycle your pregnant and the roads are slippery, fuck no!" He says and Veronica groans. "For Christ sake, jughead sleep in the car! I'll give Betty a ride home and then tomorrow morning fp can come get the motorcycle!" Veronica says and I agree with it. So does jughead. He is staring at me. I feel him staring.