[no way in hell] | completed

try me

"Holy shit." I said tilting my head and smirking. "What the hell do you want?"
I asked a bright blonde ponytail.
"I want to know why the hell you were hugging my boyfriend and laying your head on his shoulder!" Betty yelled holding up a picture of me and jughead on his bike. My mouth dropped. Oh great Veronica, you don't look guilty now! "It's not what it looks like," I started but Betty interjected. "No! it's probably exactly what it looks like! Because you, Veronica Lodge, are a slut!" My heart dropped. I hated that word. That hurt almost as much as spoiled rich bitch. "Excuse me?" I asked giving her attitude. My day has been crappy enough, I don't need her here to make it any worse. "You heard me! You just sleep around with every guy you meet! You're so pathetic, you're such a bitch!" Betty said not holding back. She went on and on, but I zoned her out. My fist aches as if they wanted some action, yet I told myself it was wrong. She used to be my best friend. So... I met in the middle. I raised my hand and slapped her straight across her face. She stumbled back a few steps, almost falling off the stairs. She crouched down and held her cheek. I gritted my teeth and squatted down to her. "Don't try me petty cooper. You might be a shady bitch but I'm not. I would never stoop that low. Not to your level." I said with pride and walked inside slamming the door on her. I didn't even mention the whole thing at the musical. I was emotional enough. That would set me off. I walked back inside with a smile on my face. Just then I got a text. It was from Cheryl. It read ,'funeral for midge tomorrow after school. I'll give you the deets tomorrow. Hope you're good boo.' kissy emoji. I sighed and took a moment to remember Midge klump.

Betty's P.O.V
I got a text from Archie. I wondered what it was. Maybe a cute text like what we've been exchanging each other. I opened it and to my surprise it was Veronica holding my boyfriend and laying her head on his shoulder! I was infuriated. 'Looks like I don't have to break up with her anymore. She's moved on. lmao' it read. Jug wouldn't do that so intentionally. Would he? No. He loves me. And I..... yeah. He loves me. And... well whatever. He loves me and wouldn't do that. Veronica on the other hand... no surprise if that slut wanted to get with my man. She's already dating Archie. Well not for long. I need to go over to that sluts house right now. I jumped in my moms car and told her I'd be back soon. I drive over to the Pembroke as fast as I could. When I arrived I parked in front and noticed her parents weren't home. Perfect. I knocked on the door and it took her a while, but she eventually answered. Her cheek was scratched and her hair was jagged. She had one sleeve up and one down. Her jeans were cut on the knee and it was all bloody. She had cuts on both sides of her head and it seemed like she had yet to notice. I possibly thought about backing out, but then I heard her comment. "Holy shit. What the hell do you want?" I bit my lip and showed her the picture. "I want to know why the hell your hugging my boyfriend and laying your head on his shoulder!" I shouted at her. She eyed the picture probably wondering how I got it. "It's not what it looks like.." She said with a guilty expression on her face. I interrupted her, "No! It's probably exactly what it looks like!Because you, Veronica Lodge, are a slut!" her expression softened. I could see the hurt in her eyes but frankly, I didn't care. "Excuse me?" she asked offended but slightly shocked. "You heard me! You just sleep around with every guy you meet! You're so pathetic, you're such a bitch!" I yelled. I didn't care at this point. She deserves pain. She's done nothing for me. Nothing at all. I continued, "You come to Riverdale and expect to be treated like a princess. You kiss my crush in a closet, and think you're the queen! You're such a slut! You-you whore!" I was running out of insults and rude things to call her. Just as I thought of another good one, her hand came thundering toward me. It threw itself against my cheek so hard I fell back and almost came off the steps. It pushed me toward the ground. Damn she can slap. Her punches must be 10 times worse. Sorry Reggie. She crouched down next to me on the ground. Her scratchy face still had confidence as always. "Don't try me petty Cooper. You might be a shady bitch but I'm not. I would never stoop that low. Not to your level." She said and smiled at me. She acts like I didn't see her arm. Was she trying to hurt herself? If she was I wouldn't stop her. Jughead will be 'happy' to hear that when I tell him. I still can't believe she was proud of that. How rude. Such a bitch. That's why people don't like her. That's why we're not friends anymore. And that's why Archie's breaking up with her. Oh shit. Pretend I didn't say that.

Dear reader,
So so sorry if you wanted Betty to be a good girl in this, but it just fits with the plot line. Also, I posted a new story!! It is also jeronica and it is called "psycho". It may be confusing to you how it's 'jeronica' at first because of the first chapter, but things change and it gets better. Go to my profile and read it!! 🙂