"I'm sorry, Ms Cooper. There was nothing we could do. He is no longer with us."
Those sixteen words ripped my heart to shreds. I fell onto my knees, and I couldn't control myself. Luckily Veronica was still holding Tyson or I would have dropped him. Tears were streaming down my cheeks. I was struggling to catch my breath. I saw Archie come running through the door. He ran and slipped down beside me. He wrapped his arms around me and tried his best to comfort me. It should be Jughead doing that. Not Archie. It didn't feel right. I pushed him away from me. I walked up to the stretcher, and looked at my beautiful Romeo. He was pale. My hand brushed his face, and my hand shot back. I didn't realise how cold he was. Archie and Veronica came up beside me. I could see a tear roll down Veronica's cheek, and Archie's lip was quivering. I know they were trying to be strong for me. Tyson was looking up at me. He was obviously confused and didn't know what had just happened. I tried to hold it in, but I couldn't they came out as loud sobs. I turned around, and buried my face into Archie's chest. I hoped Jughead where ever he was understood I just needed to be comforted. Archie wrapped his arms around me again, and this time, I didn't pull away. A couple minutes later, Archie started talking to me.
"Betty, there's something Jughead wanted you to know." Archie whispered. I looked up at him, unable to speak.
"Jug wanted you to have his beanie." He whispered, on the verge of tears. I let go of Archie, and faced Jughead. I gently pulled off his beanie, and held it close to my heart. Jughead's raven haired locks were loose and flowy. Knowing that I wouldn't wake up next to this man every morning caused even more tears to fall down my face.
"Betty?" Sheriff Keller asked me, and I turned around. "I understand this a terrible time, but we need to start investigating."
"Jughead told me it was Cheryl." I sobbed. He nodded, and pulled out his gun. He signalled to the rest of the officers to follow him. Veronica wrapped her arm around me, and told me everything would be okay. That was something I told Jughead before he died. And it wasn't okay. We sat down on the couch, turned on the TV for Tyson, to distract him from my hysterical sobbing. Archie was sitting on the floor, playing with Tyson. And Veronica was sitting next to me, trying to calm me down. Then I heard Sheriff Keller calling me from the basement. Veronica and I ran down the the stairs, and we saw everyone crowding around something. Sheriff Keller noticed us, and brought us to the front of the group. And there she was. Cheryl. Hanging from a rope from the ceiling. Sheriff Keller handed me a note.
Betty,
I killed Jughead. And I'm glad that I did it. You don't deserve him. I could have killed you. But now you have a life long reminder that you don't deserve anything good. I know you carved fat into your arm. I saw it a few times. I just wish you could've added whore. Because we both know how much of a whore you are. I also noticed the rest of your scars. Wow there were a lot of them. Isn't someone looking for attention? Well of course you are. You were always trying to be popular, but you were always looking to be out of my shadow. Isn't that right, dear cousin? I hope that you'll always remember this pain.
Cheryl Blossom. Xx
Like father like daughter.
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Will I Last // Betty Cooper
Fanfiction*SEQUAL TO IF I LAST* Whoever told you that story's always had a happy ending is wrong. That's not true. I, am living proof of that. DEPRESSION/ANXIETY/SELF HARM/SUICIDE REFERENCES COMPLETED