Done with Life (Bughead Fanfiction)

Chapter 6

Betty's POV

I remembered every word of it.

Everything feeling i felt when I read it.

Dear Betty,
There is no way of putting the way I feel for you.
And there is no way of putting the way I feel right now .
My feelings will never change.
It has been a month since you have left me.
Everyday that passes I regret not having jumped off a cliff or cut my wrists.
So how do I contain it?
By hurting myself.
I don't know why I do it but it brings me pleasure.
Every cut on wrists, every piercing I get it only brings me pleasure.
Where did you go?
Why did you leave me?
Did I do something wrong?
I noticed someone following me.
I tried following him.
But he's like a shadow. Or she. Or whatever.
I need to know.
The thought of suicide crosses my mind sometimes.
And I climb up the only cliff there is in Riverdale.
I arrive to the top and then I go down the cliff.
I can't do it.
Not without knowing what I did.
Love,
Jughead

I scrolled down and found another letter.

Dear Betty,
It has been five months since you left me.
And still I can't find you.
I passed by your house but no one was home.
I climbed to your window and your room seemed untouched for days maybe even months.
Did you move?
No, you couldn't have your stuff was still here.
Did you go on a long vacation?
Where are you?
Love,
Jughead

I scrolled down again to find a last letter.

Dear Betty,
You're back.
But you're gone.
I wanted an explanation.
But I don't want one anymore.
I don't want anything.
I'm done with life.
I'm done with disappointment.
I'm done with sadness.
I'm done with anger.
I'm done with explanations.
And this is hard to say but
I'm done with you.
And now there is nothing else to say except I love you.
And Betty I will love you till my dying breath.
Goodbye,
Jughead

My eyes stared at the laptop's screen.

Wiping the tears away from my eyes as I got up and left trailer.

There was only one place I wanted to go to right now.

The cliff.

Jughead's POV

The light was dim this time.

I swam to it.

I opened the door.

To reveal Betty in a bathtub filled with water.

The bathtub was mine.

It was the same I remembered my life had ended in.

She looked sad.

Terrified.

Her eyes were red.

She had black eye bags.

But although she looked destroyed by the events she still looked happy in a way.

She took a box.

Opened it.

And took a razor blade out of it.

My eyes widened and I screamed.

"Betty, No!!! You can't do this!!!", I screamed.

But she didn't hear me.

I ran to her but the blade had already slashed part of her wrist.

I touched her but my hand didn't feel anything.

This was a memory.

No, it couldn't be.

By now she had taken the blade and was about to go for the other wrist.

Was I seeing the future?

She slashed her second wrist with the blade.

Her blood was running into the water.

Colouring it red.

Betty started closing her eyes as she looked up.

She had no one left after me.

But what about her daughter?

Didn't she have that reason to live?

What did I do?

My eyes widened.

I had done this.

I was responsible for the death of Betty Cooper.

I started crying.

And then it came.

The huge light.

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Sofia