Chpt 18 : Saved Jughead's POV

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(Trigger warning again)
I finally got out of class and I left school early to go to Betty's house. She said her parent were out of town for the night and I knew she was probably at home doing something bad. I was parking on her street when I read a text saying "I love you Jughead. I'm sorry I let you down. You were the best boyfriend  anyone could ask for." What did she mean by saying she let me down? Then I thought oh no, she is probably hurting herself, or worse...

     I ran up to her door and found the spare key. I screamed begging for her to come find me but there was no response. I started crying and went into her bathroom. There she was trying the slit her wrist and kill herself. Her naked body laying helpless in the bathtub. I walked over to her. Thankfully she was still alive. I hugged her almost lifeless body as she sat in the bloodstained tub.

     I pulled her out of the bathtub and set her onto the floor. We sat there on the bathroom floor together crying. I was rubbing her wet back as if to say with out talking "I love you" I realized Betty's body was shivering and she was still naked. "Let me grab you a towel" I said to her. She nodded and graciously accepted the towel. I looked down at her arm and it was still bleeding. "Betty why don't you dry off. I'm going to get you a bandage." I told her.

     I wasn't going to leave her alone for that long though because I was terrified of loosing her. I was heartbroken that she thought that she should die. Something else must have happens that caused her to want to die. I quickly found bandages and ran back into the bathroom. I wrapped her wrist up and picked her up.
     She dug her head into my chest as I carried her into her bedroom. I placed her down on the bed and I sat down next to her. I put my arm around her and embraced her. She dug her head into my armpit and closed her eyes and shivered. "T-thanks you jughead. You saved my life." She whispered. It was at that moment when my heart shattered. I loved her so much and I was so happy I saved her, but I was so sad she had tried to kill herself. "It's ok Betty. Maybe rest for a little bit and then we can talk." I told her.

   I didn't want to make her talk about anything too soon. I figured it would help her to cuddle for a while and relax. I was overwhelmed with thought. I was so sad that my girlfriend had just tried to commit the unthinkable. I felt like a failure for not helping her before she decided to do anything. I was running my hands around her hair and around her back. I then massages her shoulders. This continues until I noticed that she had fallen asleep. I stopped, afraid to wake her up. I loved her so much.

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