Complicated Life

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Chapter 5. Sorry for the wait, I had writers block.

Archie POV.

I ran after Betty to stop her from leaving. I'm very confused and little sad, I'm confused about why she got so freaked out about me saying the L word. I was in the moment and it just came out, I don't even know if I meant it. Ok I did mean it but I wasn't going to tell her yet.

Ugh this is just a mess.

" Betty wait! " I yell out to her hoping she'd turn around and face me, of course that didn't happen. She is still running away from me like I scared her or something.

I caught up with her and grabbed her arm to spend her around to look at me. " Stop running away and let me explain please. "

" I can't do this right now Archie, just take me home. " Betty says looking down at her feet.

" No, don't change the subject. Just le- "

" Stop it Archie! Just take me home or I'm calling an uber to pick me. " Betty
finally looks up at me.

I sigh and walk towards my car. Betty gets in next and stares out the window through the whole ride to her apartment. I want to say something to her but I know it would do no good.

The car is filled with nothing but silence. You could her crickets. This is torture not being able to say something without thinking it will screw things over more.

We make it to her apartment, Betty practically jumped out the car and towards her apartment. I cut off the engine and ran up with Betty.

" Archie please don't follow me. " Betty whispers.

" Why are you being like this? Just fucking talk to me. I'm sorry ok. I didn't mean what I said, I was just in the moment. " I lied about that part but if that helps her talk to me then I will say anything at this point.

" Ok Archie. I get it, you just caught me by surprise that's all. I'm just tired now"

" Alright, I will just call you tomorrow then. " Betty nods her head and steps inside her apartment. Not even looking back at me, I have feeling that I will not hearing from her for a while.

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Three weeks later.

Three weeks, three fucking weeks. I haven't heard from Betty. That night when I said I would call her the next day, she didn't pick up. I tried calling her again and it went straight to voicemail, I drove up to her apartment to see if she is home and she ignored me well I was knocking at her door, like a complete idiot that can't take a hint. I even went to her job and she wasn't there. It like she disappeared into thin air. I'm so frustrated.

" Hey Betty, it is me Archie again. Please stop ignoring me and call me back please. I just need to hear that you are ok. " I hung up and run my fingers through my hair.

" Still trying to reach Betty? " Nathan asked behind me with his hands in his pockets.

" Yeah, she is still not picking up. "

" Fuck man, I'm sorry. Did you try to go her house again? "

" I did last night but she didn't answer. I'm so exhausted, it is killing me not knowing if she is doing alright because she won't pick up my calls. "

" I don't know why she is being like this. I came lots of time and shout out I love you to many of women. It didn't mean it. " Nathan says.

I didn't reply to that, I looked down at my phone and avoid eye contact with Nathan.

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