I sit on my bed, crying my eyes out. Why? Everything is such a mess right now. I've just gone and made it worse...
"I have this dream of us being a power couple, maybe even just a couple. Is that so hard to believe?"
...All I ever wanted was to to make everyone else happy, and the one time I tried to do something for myself, it all came crashing down...
"Betty, I just don't think about you in that way..."
...And if I had known my heart would be so broken, I would never have even tried to make it work...
"I'm asking you now if you love me, Archie."
...It was like a never ending circle of my feelings being forgotten about and thrown to the curb...
"Of course I love you, Betty. But I can't give you the answer you want."
...And now I'm so broken, it takes everything just to get up. How can live like this?
Author's note: This is probably the shortest part I'll ever do, but it's just to give a background and so that you have an idea of how Betty is feeling.
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The exception -- A bughead story
Fanfiction"Romeo and Juliet are the exception, not the rule."
