"Ahhh" veronica sighed and she plopped on her canopy bed which was centered in the middle of her pastel violet room. "I wish she would respond" commenting on the fact that Betty hasn't texted her in more than 2 days. She abruptly lifts her phone and giggles with delight after feeling the short vibration of her phone. "Finally she responded" now I'm alone I can quietly think and text Betty. But Betty would never be with me, she thought, she is with Val. A tear trickles down her face.
Shortly Cheryl calls inviting her for a sleep over. She gladly goes not thinking clearly still stuck on the thought that the one she loved was in a abusive relationship.
Three hours later she is sitting in a red room with black and white decor soon Cheryl walks in in a robe and furry slippers. Little did veronica know that this was all a seductive rouge. Soon Veronica and Cheryl where in a lip lock and there was no letting go. Cheryl begins to pull on Veronica's clothes and shortly they where both in nothing.
Laying beside Cheryl like this gave veronica butterfly's although she still had feeling for Betty . Cheryl rolls over and begins to lean in for a good night kiss. "Good high ver-ron-ron I love you!" She said with excitement. Veronica leans in too and kisses Cheryl with no emotion. Her mind was stuck on the fact that Betty could be in pain and no one is there to protect her. Cheryl looks at her so confused and upset. " i poor my heart and soul out to you and you don't a respond!! What the hell...get out, get put of my house."
The next day veronica is walking down the hall and she doesn't see Betty. Concerned she asked val "Where is Betty today?" Val responded " I don't know I'm not her mom and nor do I care , she is a slut that gets around." In that moment she knew something was wrong. " That doesn't sound like the Betty I know and grew up with!?" "Well that's the Betty I was dating, or was dating rather." "Did you two break up?" "Yes she is a slut! But whatever she can be like that."
