Jellybean Jones

Chapter 9: Forgive And Try To Forget

Jellybean POV
I woke up at about nine the next morning. I was too sick and sad to go to school. My head was pounding and I still felt nauseous, but better than yesterday. I opened my eyes and saw Jughead sitting at my desk chair. "Jellybean?" He asked. "You awake?" He crossed my room to my bed. I slowly sat up.

I groaned. Jughead helped me up. "How are you feeling?" He asked. "Better, I guess." My voice was quiet. "I know you're probably still pretty mad and hurt from yesterday, but I just wanted to let you know that Dad feels really bad, okay? He knows what he did was wrong and he doesn't want you to be mad at him." His voice was soft.

I nodded. "He's waiting for you to get up to tell us why they really did it, I don't know yet." I was glad Jughead didn't know before me. "Jughead?" I asked. "What is it?" He responded. "Did Mum leave?" I talked fast, wanting to know the answer. "She left yesterday." He said. I was relieved. I stood up shakily and together, Jughead and I walked to the living room.

Dad was waiting for us, his head in his hands. He looked up as we sat down. I rested my head on Jughead's shoulder. "Hey guys." He said quietly. "I just wanted to tell you how sorry I am, Jellybean. This whole thing shouldn't have even happened, let alone me not telling you guys about it. It wasn't fair for both of you and I don't thing I'll ever be able to apologize enough."

I buried my head in Jughead's shoulder. "I'm sorry." I said crying. "I'm sorry I got so mad." I'm sure my voice was barely audible. "I overreacted and that wasn't fair." I felt awful. "Don't apologize baby girl. You didn't overreact, it was just a big shock." Dad told me. I nodded, not moving.

I heard him sigh. "But you guys should know why we did it." He said. "We both knew from the start that this marriage was not going to work out, but we delayed it. We truly needed a break from each other and that was the best way we thought we could do it. It wasn't right. We should've just split up." I sat back up at that.

"But you're going to, aren't you?" I asked. I wanted my Mother out of my life. Dad looked taken aback. He looked at Jughead who shook his head, he must already know. "If you're alright with that, then yeah, I think it's time." He said. I nodded. "I'm alright with that." I told him. But there would always be a part of me that wanted our whole family together again.

I couldn't stop thinking about that. "It'll work out." Jughead added. I didn't believe him. I had heard that phrase too many times to believe it. But I sure did hope everything would be okay. We sat there for a while. I had cried myself out and fell asleep in Jughead's arms for the second time in twenty four hours. I assumed he had fallen asleep too because it wasn't until noon that I woke up in the same spot.

I was no longer sick, but I still felt like I might throw up. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. Dad was talking on the phone in the kitchen. "You should go back to bed." Jughead told me. I nodded and started walking towards my room. I had slept a lot lately, but somehow, I was still tired. I crawled into to bed and I fell asleep once more as soon as my head hit the pillow.

Jughead POV
I was scared of what was coming. My parents were getting divorced and my sister was ill. Dad hung up the phone and sat across from me. "We'll sign the papers in a week." He said flatly. My stomach churned and I thought I might throw up too. I blinked back tears. "I hate this." I whispered. "I know." Dad said, coming over to me. "I know."

I had went to my room shortly after. I decided to get some rest. I laid down on top of my blanket, but I felt my chest heave. The feeling soon passed, but I was still anxious about what was to come. Jellybean and I were going back to school tomorrow and I really hoped that tomorrow would go just as well as yesterday for her. I just wanted her to be okay. I just wanted everything to be okay.

Jellybean POV
I slept until one in the morning. I had woke with a start, I had been having a nightmare. I had been alone and I couldn't move or speak. I shook my head and got up. I began to pace back and forth. I felt like I had seemed very weak lately and I didn't like it. I decided to try to hide my emotions tomorrow.

I climbed back into bed. I just wanted to forget everything that had happened. I checked my phone and saw a missed message from Seth. Hey Jellybean! It read. I just wanted to make sure you were alright because you weren't here today. Hopefully I'll see you tomorrow! -Seth. There were also about twenty seven missed calls from Rosie, but I would deal with those later.

I shut my eyes, but knew I wasn't going to fall back asleep. I was in a better mood after getting the text from Seth. I smiled to myself and to my surprise, I fell back asleep. I woke up about six hours later. I sighed and began getting dressed. I put my hair in a pony tail and put on black leggings and a light blue sweater.

I packed my bag and sat down on the couch. I knew school would be alright, but all I really wanted to do was discuss the events of the past two days. Jughead came into the room when it was time to leave. "Ready?" He asked. I nodded. "Where's Dad?" I hadn't seen him yet today. "Still in bed." Jughead informed me.

We walked out the door. "Are you okay?" He questioned cautiously. "I guess." I answered. "You don't have to go today of you don't want to." He added. Jughead had already told me that many times. "I want to." I told him. That was a lie. I'm not sure why I didn't just stay home today. Maybe to get my mind off things.

We walked to my school in silence. I hugged him before we bid each other goodbye. It felt nice to hug my brother. I walked into the school and saw Seth almost right away. He could tell I was upset. "Hey!" He called and started coming towards me. I smiled shyly. "Hi." I answered. Seth looked at me. "Did something happen?" He asked, sounding concerned. I nodded.

He understood. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and we walked to class. "I'm here if you need someone to talk to, you know." Seth was being exceptionally kind. "Thank you Seth, for everything." I told him nervously. He smiled at me. "You'll be fine." He said. "I know you will be." And for just a moment, I believed him.