Healing the pain with him

Introduction

Betty cooper pov

The past. It's terrifying as every moment you live you constantly replay the most haunting things that have happened to you.

It's a difficult thing really. Acting like you aren't still terrified.

Acting like you're okay.

I do it a lot but it's so the people around me don't worry. The worst thing ever is to make someone else unhappy because of your own problems.

But sometimes you have to let your guard down.

Sometimes you have to be sad and not be ashamed of it.

You aren't weak for crying for strong for even still being here to cry.

That's what Veronica tells me.

Veronica and Cheryl are the only ones I let in. They are there for me and I'm there for them.

We would quite literally die for each other.

Although I think a lot of the times I need them more then they need me.

They know about my past all the times I've been hurt. They don't know it all but they know enough to know I'm not okay.

I'm not sure anyone will ever know everything about me. I sometimes want them to know everything but I don't think they ever will.

It's always been me Cheryl and Veronica.

We pretty much share clothes and houses. We have sleepovers almost every night.

They are the only ones who make me feel calm.

It hasn't always just been us though.

Veronica moved to riverdale from New York when we were 12 and have been best friends ever since.

Me and Cheryl have been friends since we were children. (They are not cousins in this)

But before I was friends with either of them I had a best friend called jughead.

We were inseparable from the moment we met. I'm not sure why maybe it's because we were both a little shy and weird.

But we loved each other. I don't know if you can be in love when your a child but sometimes I just want to go back to those moments.

He protected me and picked me up whenever I fell down. He would threaten to hurt any one who even looked at me the wrong way.

He showed me the love that no one ever gave me before.

He was my medicine.

When I was 12 he left me. I don't know if it was on purpose or not but I never knew where he went.

He told me the day he left that him and his dad were moving and he couldn't tell me why.

I sobbed and asked him where so I could at least visit him. Or a number to call him but he never did.

We shared our first kiss and parted separate ways.

To say I was broken is a understatement. I sobbed and sobbed for hours in Cheryl's arms for months.

I did everything to try and find out information until one day I gave up.

I figured even if I found him he didn't want to see me.

He's had so many opportunities and he never cared.

I thought I'd never see him again.

But little did I know how wrong I was...

(Hey guys I hope you enjoy this story and if your reading this that means I actually completed it since I wanted to complete it before publishing. There are trigger warning for sa,abuse,slight mentions of eating disorder. But I will specify on the chapters of each thing what the triggers are so if any of them bother you, you won't have to read them :))