"Don't let go"

38-sinners and prisons

Betty's Point Of View-

"Why are you here?" He spat at me and  I took it with a pinch of salt and gave him my sweetest smile.

"I came to feel better about myself, a reminder that I'm not the shittiest person in the world" I said in my Betty the bitch tone.

"So why are you a shitty person? Except for joining that god forsaken gang, your just as bad as them Betty, a sinner" he asked me and I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

"Having pre-marital sex and being in a gang are the only sins I'm guilty of and that's nothing compared to killing half of the town" I scoffed.

"Why are you actually here?" He sighed, discarding my snide comment.

"I'm a new person, I'm setting everything straight in my life, starting with you, I'm cutting all ties and forgetting you ever existed, but I couldn't do that without getting one word of advice first?" I said sipping on my little plastic cup of water.

"And that would be?" He said leaning back.

"How do you deal with all the bad things you've done?" I asked quietly.

"I don't, I intentionally done these bad things, something tells me you didn't" he said, even though he is a monster he's got a point.

"The Betty I remember would fox her mistakes, starting with the one where you joined that gang" he said and I got up to leave without saying anything. I didn't have any regret that that was probably the last time I was going to see my dad, but I did have a lot of regrets.

I got into the truck that was waiting outside for me and sat and thought about what he said.

"How did it go?"

I looked over to my sister in the drivers seat and then back at the twins in the back.

"It went fine actually, I'm glad that I'll never see him again" I sighed, scrolling through my phone which was blowing up because prom was in 24hours and I was MIA, again.

I spent the rest of the day smoking in the garden, I couldn't help but think of my dad, seeing him brought up everything he's done, and I've tried for two years to forget about that, and then I got to thinking about my mom. What would she do in this situation? I mean I broke up with him. So yes, it is all my fault and it was a stupid thing to do, so fucking stupid. But just because I think it was the right thing to do, was it?

By the time I had finished my pack of cigarettes I was staring at the stars.

Me
You up, can we talk?

Jughead❤️
You know me Betts, it's not really my bed time until the birds are chirping😂😂

My finger hovered over the call button, yet I still didn't know what to say. I pressed it anyway and sat with baited breath until he answered.

"You okay baby girl?" He said in a soft tone, in the background I could hear the credits of the breakfast club, don't you forget about me by simple minds was playing.

"Are you watching the breakfast club? Are you okay? You don't like that movie" I laughed into my phone and there was a short silence, before he spoke again.

"What's up?" He said, discarding the topic and then I was brought back to the reason I called him.

"I went to see my dad, um, in prison" I breathed, I never really talked about my real dad because FP was the father figure I only really needed in my life.

"Why? Where are you?" He said worriedly.

"I'm staying with Polly, I'm driving back tonight" I said avoiding the topic of my dad, I immediately regretted bringing him up, I knew I couldn't dump all of this on Jughead, we're not together anymore.