VI | Jealousy

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The rain plopping and sliding down on the window I'm seated next to, just adds to the gloomy mood lingering over my head today

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The rain plopping and sliding down on the window I'm seated next to, just adds to the gloomy mood lingering over my head today. For two periods straight, I've been trying to at least run into Betty. I'm still confused about everything that happened but I believe it's important to let her know that I'm not angry at her and that I never was.

So, I'm sitting in here in my bio class, waiting for her to appear.

But luckily, Archie has been keeping me company with his questions on why he wasn't invited to my rendezvous with Kevin and a new few friends.

"I could've been your arm candy. Reggie?" Archie scoffs with every ounce of disdain in his voice.

He's more jealous than anything. The crush he has on me is starting to become more apparent and he's aware.

"Reggie was a fine choice to me," I smile as Archie rolls his eyes. They stay in the air until they locate Betty entering the room. She's viability distraught and my heart drops as I begin to stand up to race towards her.

But Archie grabs my arm.

"I'll tell her to come sit with you today, but be gentle with her. I already know what happened and Betty doesn't have any explanations for it but it's not her fault."

Archie let's me go before I sit back down on the metal rounded stool, watching him as he pulls Betty into a hug and points for her to sit at our table. Betty nods, wiping her face and trying to put on her best smile before she arrives next to me.

"Archie told me to switch seats with him today. I hope that's okay?"

Her voice is so soft and fragile, my heart is literally breaking. I didn't think in such a short amount of time I would mean so much to her but after hearing her tell me so much of it just being her, Archie and Jug with Kevin later on, how can I not be?

"Betty," I stop to take her hand, rubbing the back of it with my thumb. "I'm not mad at you and I never was. I was just confused about it all."

Betty sighs, nodding in agreement with me before her wide, blue eyes look at me. I've never taken the time to look at them, but they were reflecting the navy blue pullover she had on today, adding to the depressing mood sweltering around me.

"I don't want to defend my mother for her actions but for what's it worth, I believe she's trying to protect me because she believes that her and my father couldn't help Polly. When they look at me, they see her and I'm not her. I'm Elizabeth. But you're not a threat to me by any means. You mean way too much to me."

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