Bughead♡OneShots

Harmful thoughts

Betty's POV

It hurts. All the words at school, and my parents constantly going at it with each other. Im so sick and tired of it.

Words hurt. Words like, "Serpent slut, and Jugheads whore." Why are people so rude?

I stand in the bathroom looking in the mirror with tears running down my face. People say words can't hurt, but words are destroying me. Maybe I could try it.....Just once. Maybe it will help me... Yeah...Im going to do it.

I reach into my cabinet and find one of my shavers. I take off the protecter and hold it to my arm.

Then I start to think. What will Jughead do if he finds out? Then the worst thing that could possibly happen happened. He walked in.

"Betty I wa- BETTY WHAT THE HELL?!" He yells causing me to flinch. He grabs the razor out of my hands and throws it agaisnt the wall. It breaks. And those things are hard to break. But it cracked into pieces.

"WHAT HE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU WERE ABOUT TO DO?!" He yells again.

I knew I shouldn't have done this. What was I thinking? Tears roll down down my face and I sit on the edge of the bathtub with my head in my hands sobbing. I cant hold it in anymore.

"Im sorry, I'm so sorry..." I sob. He runs his fingers through his hair and puches my bathroom door causing his knuckles to bleed.

"W-why- what the hell... Were you trying to l-leave m-  Betty wha- explain right now!" He says a bit more calm now and he is starting to choke up himself.

"Im. s-sorry its just the last month has been horrible. I havent told you this but people at school are saying things and writing me notes...horrible notes. Calling me a slut, or an ugly brat, or even Jugheads whore. And Jug those words hurt....and you weren't there and I had n-noone and I'm sorry..." I cry.

His face softens and he almost starts sobbing himself, instead he let's out soft gentle cries and picks me up from the side of the tub bridal style, burying his face In the crook of my neck.

"I swear to god Betty if anything like this ever happens again and I find out about it, I, I, I'll.... Just never do this again, I fear everyday that I'm going to lose you and if I lost you in that way I would kill myself..." He cries softly.

I cry more and take off his beanie kissing his for head. He just holds me there in the middle of the room, both of us broken. He starts to carry me to the bed and he lays me down gently and plops down next to me.

I lay on my back and he lays almost on top of me but not quite. His legs are almost cradeling mine and his arms wrapped around my body.

"Promise me this will never happen again." He demands which is followed by a faint sniffle.

"I promise. I love you juggie." I whisper.

"I love you too." He says simply as I start to fall asleep. But the whole time he is watching me like I'm going to leave him forever any moment. Like I'm going to shatter to pieces in his arms.

His arms never loosened from my body.