V.&A. // They just don't know you

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  • veronica's;p.o.v

• MONDAY;After School At Veronica's

Right after I got home I took a quick shower. I was still crying and traumatized by what happened. I was used to being bullied, but I never thought they'd humiliate me like that someday. Okay, honestly I just never thought he'd humiliate me like that. I had no idea what happened to him. He used to be a very sweet and caring guy and now he was a reckless jerk. After I got out of the shower I looked at myself in the mirror. I was glad mum wasn't home. She'd freak out and she'd force me to tell her what happened or who did that to me. A little tear streamed down my face at the thought of Archie. I grabbed my glasses and put them on. It kind of started with them. It continued with my Dad leaving me and my mum. And it ended with Archie leaving me. Of course, there were things in between. The actual story. But I didn't like talking about it. I just hated the fact that after all what happened, I still saw him as the goldon boy. He used to like my obsession about books and literature and he used to love my habit to talk 24/7 about literally anything. And now? All he did was ignoring me. I never got an answer. And I feel like that was the actual reason why I was mad. Not the fact that he left me, but the fact that he left me just like this, without a proper answer to why he came to this decision. I left the bathroom and made my way into the living room. That was as suddenly the doorbell rang. I sighed and went to the door. It was probably a new package for my mum. She always ordered things from New York. Sometimes I did miss New York. Okay, in New York I was the Queen Bee, the Troublemaker. But I mattered to people. I had a boyfriend who loved me. Maybe Craig wasn't the best guy in the world, but he made me happy. Sometimes. I furrowed my eyebrows as I was wondering why I was thinking about New York or Craig. These things didn't matter anymore. And just because Archie Andrews broke my heart it didn't mean I was wondering if I should contact Craig again. I shook my head to bring my mind back to its senses. The doorbell rang one more time. I totally forgot that I was standing in front of the door, about to open it. "Coming!", I shouted before opening the door. And to be exact, I wanted to close that door immediately after I saw who was standing there. "Archie..", I whispered in shock. Yes, ladies and gentleman, it was Mr. Archibald Andrews. It surprised me that he showed up. You could see he felt guilty by his facial expression. He wouldn't be here if he didn't, I guess. "What do you want?", I ask directly, not so nicely. "Ronnie I-" "For you it's Veronica.", I said harshly. He nodded immediately and looked at the bottom. "I wanted to see how you're doing.", he explained. "Right, after watching Chuck pouring Coke all over me and you not saying anything you came to the conclusion that I my well being mattered to you. Next time, find a better excuse.", I said sarcastically. I was about to slam the door shut, but Archie put his leg in between the door frame. I sighed frustrated and opened the door again. "What?", I snapped. "I really am sorry." "Okay and for what exactly?", I asked, acting as if I was actually interested in what he had to say. He stared right at me and you could see that he was loss for words. "I- Can I come in, please?" "Why would I let you in?", I asked as if he just asked the dumbest question ever. "Please.", he said. I knew he was being serious. I didn't know why he was being like this all of sudden, but it definitely warmed my heart even though that was the last thing I wanted. You can't give in, I thought to myself. But guess what I did? I stepped aside to let him in. "You better have a good reason.", I said while he came through the door. He nervously nodded and made his way into the living room. Why am I like this? Letting him in my home, letting him think that whatever he had to say mattered to me? I mean it did, but it shouldn't. Right?