(If Loving You Is Wrong) I Dont Wanna Be Right| Bughead \Continued/

Nine

'No' Betty whispered.

Jughead just nodded. He knew he had to confront Archie, he had broken such a sweet girls heart, leaving her with so much pain and despair that suicide became the only answer for her. He was going to do it.

But not now.

He needed to wait for Betty to get better, he had to find the right time.

'Are you ready to talk about it now?' Jughead asked.

Betty responded with a quick nod and began to talk,

'Its been like this for a while now, Jughead, Not just him cheating on me, the whole depression thing. The everlasting pain of being unloved, uncared for, broken. When the pain first began getting worse my appetite turned into ashes on the floor. My urge to cry always comes and goes, chaotic, powerful, spilling hot tears.' Betty sobbed.

'Why didn't you speak to anyone?' Jughead questioned.

'You think its as easy as that, If it was I would of done it by now, It was difficult knowing that nobody could take me serious because of something that happened when I was drunk' She snapped, clearly aiming it Jughead.

'Betty, I'm so so sorry, Im sorry for ever assuming something so cruel. Im sorry for what has happened, but I am not sorry for caring and I will not leave your side until this is fixed, Like it or not' Jughead said.

Betty had had enough, enough of all the apologize, enough of all the sympathy. She just wanted to be alone. 

'Look Jughead, I get it, your sorry blah blah bullshit blah blah, Im fine now, and I need to find that prick dick Archie so if you dont mind I must be going' 

With that Betty stood up and walked out, swinging the door shut.

Deep down she knew she wasnt okay, she just needed to convince herself to be so, she plastered a smile on her face and called archie.

'Hello, Archie, It is over.' and she ended the call.

All Betty's emotions had left her, she didnt care anymore, she didnt feel anymore.

Betty had been wanting to leave for a long time. She had been dying to escape the fucked up reality of the place. She used to dream about moving to, even for one semester. And thats exactly what she was going to do.

She would just leave, not for to long. She would only tell Veronica.

All of Bettys surroundings were just past memories causing her to much grief and pain. 

All of the pain building up was finally beginning to poor back out again. All of the anxiety and and sadness made Betty just want to die. 

Her nails began digging in to her fragile, pale skin, tears began to seep through the shields Betty was trying to hard to build back up. Nothing would help the way she felt anymore.

She needed to get away before she did something she would regret. 

But she needed a plan to do so. 

And soon

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