Bughead : Lost in love

Chpt 17 : Life Betty's POV

   (another huge trigger warning so please read with caution!!!)
    I turned in the bath tub on with cold water. I was going debating what to do after I found the results of the pregnancy test. I took the pregnancy test but I had to wait two minutes for the results to show. Those two minutes were the longest two minutes of my entire life. I was thinking what I would do once I found out. If I was pregnant I wouldn't know what to do. I can't even think what life would be like with a baby. Even better, it would be the baby of Chuck Clayton, the monster that raped me.

     I heard the test beep. I squeezed my eyes shut tight and picked up the test. I felt my stomach flip inside out with the nerves. I opened my eyes to see the test reading "pregnant" back at me. I let out a small scream and fell to the floor. I couldn't believe it. My life was actually falling apart. I wanted to just die. I wanted everything the be over. I was carrying the child that I conceived from someone raping me.

     I searched my toiletries and found a pack a razors. I fumbled to open the pack and pulled out one of the extra blades. I was going to kill myself. I was done with all this. My life was horrible anyways and there way no way I would have a child from someone who raped me.

     I was sobbing and crying so hard. I never thought It was possible for someone to cry as much as I cried. I took off all my clothes and got into the ice cold bath tub. I picked up the pregnancy test again to make sure it really said pregnant. It did. In clear black letters. I took in everything as a goodbye. I was never going to see my home again once I died. I would never see jughead ever again.

     I sad in the bath tub crying for at least 40 minutes thinking about whether or not I should really kill myself. So many thoughts flooded through me. As I was crying in these forty minuets, I was slicing my thigh and watching the water turn darker. I decided I would do it. I was going to kill myself. I reached over to my phone to text jughead goodbye. I texted "I love you Jughead. I'm sorry I let you down. You were the best boyfriend anyone could ask for." I put the phone down and sent the text. I cried even harder.

     Then I picked up the razor and thought for a seconds. Should I really do this? My hands were shaking and I placed it onto my wrist. I put pressure and moved the blade up a little and took a breathe. I felt so much pain but soon it would be over. It was bleeding a lot.

    All of a sudden I heard Jughead scream, "Betty! Betty where are you! Come here Betty I love you please!" You could tell by his voice how desperate he was. I dug the razor deeper when the door flung open and Jughead was in the door way. His tear stained face looked so helpless. He ran over to the bathtub and put his arms around my naked, quaking body. I was sobbing into his arms and I got some blood on his jacket from my wrist.

     "Betty I love you. I'm so sorry." He whispered. He pulled me out the bathtub and tried to get me to stand up, but my body was so weak. We both knelt on the floor for what felt like an hour. We were both crying but Jughead eventually stopped and was running his fingers through my hair. I loved him so much. He saved my life.