Polar Opposites (A Bughead Story)

Chapter 1

Betty's POV: 9:03 PM 

Head pounding, telling me to do it, telling me it should be done.

Head pounding, pounding in pain, almost the worst I've been in.

"Get Up! What are you doing you stupid whore!"

He screams at me. I try. I use all my strength to try and stand, but.. it doesn't work out. He pushes me back to my knees screaming.

"I don't want or need that child I never will"

The words popping back into my head as he screams for me to get up. What he had screamed just beforehand he kicked my in the stomach a couple months back. We were far from riverdale away from all the people I used to know and love. The only person here in this little cabin up in the woods is Archie, my boyfriend, the one who hurts me, yells at me, threatens me. And yet I still love him.. unconditionally. But I can't take it anymore. I can't do it. I can't go on. I collapse himstill screaming for me to get up. Still kicking my side. Still. Screaming

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3:08 AM 

I wake up in what looks like the smaller bedroom in the cabin. Of course. I get up, stumbling, aching from the pain in my sides. I walk downstairs and look at the key rack. I see the keys and a thought hits me. "Just get up. And leave.." I slowly grab the keys, not knowing if Archie is awake upstairs or not. I quietly open the door , grabbing my side in pain. I walk out to the car slowly. Getting in and shutting the door. I put the key in the ignition and turn it on. By body is shaking, terrified of what could happen. I see the light in the upper part of the cabin flash on and a figure appears at the window. I quickly back the car up and begin driving as Archie steps out of the front door looking furious and confused. I begin driving, ignoring his pleading for me to stay or that he was sorry. Too many months. I dealt with this abuse for over 9 months and I can't do it anymore. I drive away not aching in pain anymore, not terrified anymore. But instead aching to see the twins my sister Polly had, or my old friends Veronica and Jughead. Jughead oh gosh.. we were great friends  and I miss him more than anything except for him and Ronnie. A close tie. I think about this on the drive. Distracted, nervous, excited. I see the beloved sign that says "Welcome To Riverdale! The Town With Pep!"

I grin, but that quickly is replaced with a pained expression when I get a sharp pain in my side. 

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6:04 AM

I turn into the familiar part trailer park of Jughead praying that he hasn't moved or part to live somewhere with someone else in the span of 4 months. It is 6:05 though. He most likely won't answer. I knock on the door and there's he is standing there... the man I had begun to love before Archie took me away. 

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- Niya 💗