I'm Here, I Swear

✖️ ONE ~Suffering ✖️

I'm Here, I Swear
Chapter One
" Suffering "

✔️Betty Cooper✔️

Tuesday, One Day After The Incident With Chuck

My body felt so drained when I opened my eyes the next morning. My sight was bleary and my breath was heavy. Every muscle in my body ached and yelled for me to lay back down, but even that didn't help much.

I knew that if I didn't get up my mom would wonder what was taking me so long, and get into many detailed questions that I just didn't feel like asnwering right now. So I got up, tried my best to ignore the pains, and walked over to my closet.

The air was cool outside since it was late January, so I took out my light pink sweatshirt with a pair of blue jeans. My whole body cried out as I put the clothes on, and screamed even more after I was done.

I sat down on my bed as the memories of yesterday flooded into me. My whole body shook in revulsion and anger. Every word he slurred at me made me flinch, and every push he gave me made one more hour of pain I would be going through, and the more and more I could never, ever tell Jughead.

I walked over to my mirror, and a swollen eye came back at me. I backed away the memorization supplied me heavily, and my eyes filled with burning tears.

"You look so satisfyied, Dark Betty..." Chuck whispered cruely, my body shaking beneath him. "You can handle a little more pain, can't you, baby?"

"Stop!" I wailed, tears springing out of my eyes and down my flushing cheeks.

"Stop? But we've only just begun!" Chuck laughed and punched me hard in the eye.

My memory was faint until I found myself on the cold, abanonded girls locker room floor. I curled myself into a ball and cried for hours.

An insignificant sob escaped my lips uncontrollably as I collasped to the floor, my heart braking into a million pieces. Tears ran down my cheeks like a vast waterfall, and I didn't stop them.

My emotional breakdown soon lead my fingers to my palms, where I clenched my hand tightly, the pain felt so real, so intense that I felt liquid run down my palm. I gasped as I heard beating on my window.

Jughead.

How I was supposed to explain my black eye? My smeared mascara? The blood all down my wrists?

I wiped my cheeks and palms carefully and walked over to the window. As soon as Jughead saw the bruise, the look in his eyes changed dramatically. From lovingly into deep disquited.

I reached down to open the window, and once it was, he looked into my eyes with a sharp frown.

"Juliet..." he whispered, his brows furrowing.

"I'm okay, Juggie." I responded quickly, catching his uneasy gaze. Tears built up in my eyes that the fact I was lying to him. The truth being that really, I was not fine, and I don't think I ever will be again.

He climbed in without hesitation and I shut my eye tightly. I couldn't stand looking at my bewildered soulmate. Suddenly, I felt his arms wrap around my body. I couldn't hug back, knowing that I was guilty of cheating and guilty of lying to him about cheating.

I never wanted to leave his grasp. Because I knew, unlike Chuck, Jughead would always be here to comfort me when I need him the most.

"Juggie.." I said, my voice hushed.

Jughead unhooked the hug, but kept his hands on my shoulders. They slid to my hands, where he held them tightly together. Just like I thought we would, he silently took each finger away from my palm, and stared blankly at the dried blood scars. A single tear fell slowly by my cheek. We were frozen in time.

And suddenly, he pulled one of my hands closer to him and kissed the palm, then did the same for the other hand. It may have hurt, but I've realized that I know what real pain feels like now. All because of Chuck. And with the name I shiver. Jughead noticed my flinch and looked into my eyes.

"Betts, are you going to tell me what happened?"

It took me a long, heart braking moment of silence before I shook my head.

"Okay.." he whispered, and took me into another hug.