Betty woke up with the grass being wet, causing the rain to soak through her shirt. She slowly helped herself up off of the ground, her legs and arms cramping from falling asleep in the grass. She'd wondered how she got there, in the cold weather of the Drive In. "Hello?" She asked quietly. She spun around to spot an old, broken down treehouse that was barely standing. "What? H-" She began. "That was a really stupid spot to fall asleep in, Betty." Said a voice. She jumped, remembering this. From somewhere. She felt a pang of pain on her head, and felt something wet and hot at the top of her blonde hair. "Ow." She said. "You've been asleep for a while. Somewhere around two days. And a half." Said the mischievous, mysteriously off voice. Betty slowly got her balance, and started climbing the ladder to the treehouse. She reached the top, every second being even more confused. "So. You found me." Said the now perfect view of Jughead Jones. "Th-this already..."Betty mumbled. "Betty? Is that blood?" Asked Jughead. "You're bleeding." He said frantically. "Why're you talking to me?!" She asked. "What?" He asked quietly. "Why wouldn't I? You're head got hit." He said. "But. I already woke up. I did." She said. "Betty. No you didn't." Said Jughead. The next thing Betty remembered was seeing blackness, and feeling pain in her head again.
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Slowly Bleeding Lies ~Bughead~
FanfictionBook Two of: Slowly Giving Up All things must come to an end. That's what everyone's telling Betty. Even she believes it....sometimes. Betty knows that Jughead left, and they weren't meant to be. But her feelings change once again when he...
