Simple.

Baby, yes!

"You're pregnant and you didn't think to tell me?" I yelled at her.
"Betty, what the hell? You think the father of your chil-" she cut me off this time. It wasn't good.
"It's not yours!" She said. I was shocked.
"Sorry, what?" I said.
"My baby isn't yours, jug" she said to me.
"Betty, what is going on here? If the baby isn't mine then who's is it?!" I don't know what is going on.
"It's.... chucks. He- He sticky mapled me a couple weeks ago..." she said, bawling her eyes out.
I sat her down at the edge of her bed.
"Betty, why didn't you tell me this?" I asked.
"We weren't dating at the time and- and...." she couldn't finish. She was crying. A lot.
You know that feeling when someone's crying and you don't know what to do? Well I was the opposite. I stood up and marched out of Betty's bedroom. She followed.
I walked out of bettys house and got onto my motorcycle. I threw my helmet to Betty and she put it on. I immediately drove off to...
RIVERDALE HIGH
It was football practice... or right after it. I went into the boys locker room, Betty followed me even though she's not allowed.
I saw chuck and slammed him against his locker.
"You think it's okay to sexually abuse girls? Girls you know have boyfriends? Boyfriends who are serpents?" I yelled at him.
"Woah, Jughe-" he said, trying to calm me down.
"Shut up! You think that's okay? Do you know what he hell I can do to you? I might as well run you over with my motorcycle!" I was so mad.
"I have no idea what you're talking about, man..." he said.
I loosened my grip and turned to Betty.
"You haven't told him, have you?" She shook her head and looked down.
"Do you want to tell him or should I?" I asked her, comforting.
Betty stepped forward and said, "that night, when I helped you with calculus, and then you.... raped me.... well, I got pregnant. Happy now?" She was nearly crying.
"Chuck! What's going on here?" Someone said from behind us.
It was coach Clayton.