Just Like Glass ~ Bughead Oneshots ~

When you think about the past...

Trigger Warning! Brief mention of Betty's self-harm and depression

Bettys POV

I let out a loud sob as the memories come flooding back as they do every night. I know it's been a month but it feels like it happened yesterday.

(All italic is a memory)

"Juggie" I watch him put on the serpent jacket and accept his fate as a South Side Serpent. 

He looks over at me and realizes what he's done. "Look, guys, I'll see you later" and he shuts the door "Betty..." 

I feel tears fill my eyes "Are you a Serpent now?" My voice breaks as I speak "

No, I don't think so..." He says, stepping towards me. 

"I have to go" I grab my coat and quickly run out before tear begin to spill down my face 

"Betty!" I hear from behind me but I ignore it and keep walking

(One week time jump and Jughead has not yet gone to South Side High)

I walk into the school and see Jughead leaning against his locker and to my dismay, he's wearing a serpent jacket. 

My heart crumbles and I feel weak at the knees. 

He notices me staring "Betty... Can we talk?" He says, walking up to me.

 I nod because I dont think I'll be able to get a sentence out without crying. I think I've lost him... 

He pulls me into the Blue and Gold newsroom "

Ok, I know you must be shocked but the Serpents have my back" He says, 

I take a deep breath in before speaking "Why are you doing this to yourself?" I say, trying to fight tears "I don't want you to end up like Jason" 

He steps closer to me and puts his hand on my shoulder but I flinch away, I see the hurt in his eyes. "I won't end up like Jason, I'll be ok," he says. 

"You don't know that!" I half yell, finally allowing the tears to fall. 

"Betty, I don't know what else to say. I have no one else! My dad is in prison! What was I supposed to do?" He yells. 

It hurt me when he says he has no one but I realize what I have to do "Jughead" I look him in the eye "I dont think I can do this anymore" I say sadly. 

"Ok, we'll talk later," He says and turns to leave. 

"No, I cant do THIS anymore" I repeat and he turns to me with a look of realization on his face. 

"Betty... We can fix this" He says, his voice cracking.

 "Goodbye Jughead," I say and leave the room with him standing inside it. I leave the school and run home tears streaming down my face as I realize what I've done

I can't feel anything, I dig my nails into my palm and feel my warm blood pool in my hand.

All I want do is scream, I cant do it anymore, I cant put on this act as if I'm ok because  I'm not. I need help. I grab my phone from my bedside table and call Veronica... I have no idea what to do.

She picks up immediately "Betty, are you ok?" She says I can hear the worry in her voice. 

"Can you come here?" My voice shakes as I speak. 

"Of course, I'm on my way. See you soon" She hangs up and I let out a sob as more memories come flooding back to me

I stopped going to school for about a week after the breakup. 

When I finally went back, I didn't feel like myself. 

I stopped putting my hair up in its classic ponytail and I stopped caring about anything.

 I saw Jughead in the hallway and my heart stopped, he has a black eye and his arm is wrapped up as is it has been strained.

 He catches me staring and everything in him seems to break as we make eye contact. 

Tears flood my eyes and I suddenly can't breathe as I run. 

I make it outside as I begin to sob uncontrollably

"Betty?" I'm snapped out of my trance by Veronica's voice, I glance up to see her standing in my doorway.

 "Hi, V" I whisper. 

"How are you doing?" She asks sympathetically.

 "I've been better..." I sit up and her eyes immediately  see my bloody palm

 "Oh my god..." She walks into my bathroom and grabs a cloth and some bandages.

After she finishes cleaning my cuts, she stands up and walks toward the door "Ok, I'm going to make a quick phone call" She steps out of my room and closes the door behind her.

"Ok, look, shes really messed up... You need to help" I can sort of hear her.

"No, no, I don't care if she doesn't want to see you... She needs you. She's not herself anymore and I don't know how to help her. Come here" She pauses as she listens to the person on the other end. 

"Ok! Thank you... Be here soon, please be quick" She hangs up and walks back into my room "Sorry about that... Ok, I want to practice my makeup skills, be my model?" She asks I can tell she's trying to be as positive as possible.

 "Ok, I guess" I smile sadly.

After about 20 minutes of Veronica brushing out my hair and putting it up in my classic ponytail and some light makeup on me, I hear the doorbell sound downstairs and my mothers voice rings out. 

I can't quite make out who she's talking too. 

Veronica clues into whats happening "Ill be right back" She says quickly and leaves the room. 

Someone is walking up the stairs "Look, You need to go in there and talk to her. I need my best friend back" Veronica says.

My door slowly opens to reveal Jughead staring at the ground. 

I feel my eyes well up with tears as he slowly shifts his gaze up to mine. 

"Betty..." He begins.

 "I don't- I can't- what- Jug-" I struggle to find words.

 "I know what I did. I know you probably won't be able to forgive me but Betty, I love you and you deserve so much better than me" Jughead says. 

I bit my lip to keep from crying. 

"You were always there for me during all my hard time, Betty. You are the love of my life and I can't live without you. I just wanted you to know" 

I can't hold back the tears anymore and I crumble to the ground, my body racked with sobs "I just want everything to be okay again" I whisper, just loud enough for Jughead to hear.

 All I want is for him to hold me and tell me everything is going to be ok. 

It's like he read my mind, he sits down next to me and wraps his arms around me.

 I lay my head on his chest and just cry.

 I dont care about anything else but the fact that he is here, with me. He kisses the top of my head. I feel whole again. 

No longer broken, yet everything about me is destroyed but slowly it will return to its former beauty.