How could he...?

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Betty's POV
After I skipped school I broke down crying. How could he? I thought we were close. I try to sleep it off but that doesn't work. There's only one thing left to do. I walk into the bathroom and grab my box of razors that I hide inside of a hat. I grab a razor and start cutting. I don't remember how many cuts I made but it must have been a lot cause the next thing I know, everything goes black.

Jughead's POV
"Betty?" I shout out. No reply. "BETTY?" No reply. I start to get worried. I look all over the house until I reach the bathroom. The door was locked. I break the door down and I saw Betty's limp body on the floor. I then notice blood and the cuts on her wrists. "BETTY!!!!" I shout. She did this because of me didn't she. I pull out my phone and call 911. What seemed like an eternity later the paramedics finally arrive at the house. They come in and grab Betty's body. "Can I come?" I ask. "Sure kid" the paramedic says. I get into the ambulance and we drive to the hospital. I immediately call Veronica. "Veronica Betty commuted suicide.." I say into the phone. "WHAT!!!!!" I hear a scream from the phone. "This is all your fault!" She screeches "you don't think I already know that?!?" "Now get your ass down here at the hospital before your fucking best friend dies!" I hang up the phone and we get to the hospital.

A/N
Hey guys! Sorry it's been so long. I've been a bit busy with school lately. I love you guys so much! Don't forget to vote ❤️🧡

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