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Join me as I attempt to write a bunch of different one shots and preferences about the beautiful creatures known as the Riverdale cast and characters.
Running into the locker room you slammed your fist on a locker, scaring the living shit out of all the other girls. Not wanting to be in the place where your relationship fell apart, you practically grabbed your shit and ran home, not caring about anything.
You were numb
Running upstairs into your home, you jumped into your pillow like the dramatic ass bitch you are. But this time your weren't trying to be mad extra.
Hearing your phone ring snapped your out of your depression.
It was betty?
Picking it up you answered it, still very fucking upset. "Yea betts?" "Oh my god Y/n You picked up. Are you ok??. I heard about what happened with you and Cheryl. " "Everything is fine." You mumbled into the crook of your arm, not wanting to talk about this. "Alright, well do you want me to come over?" She askes, worry in her voice. "Yea." You replied, not really caring about anything anymore.
Timeee Skippp: Later that night, you heard a knock on your door. Expecting Betty, you got up, fixing your hair and clothes to make it seem you weren't the giant mess you were.
Opening your door, you find to see the redhead you've grown to love all this years holding chocolate, your favorite movie, and a teddy bear in her hands.
Shaking your head in a mix disbelief, anger, and sadness your start to close the door, only to be stopped by her pitting her foot in your bedroom door. "What do you want Cheryl?" You ask hurriedly, trying to make this terrible moment end." "I'm so fucking sorry Y/n. I'm sorry that I hurt you and I'm sorry for being a terrible girlfriend. You deserve better Y/n, you deserve better than m-" at that point you cut her off put pulling her into your arms.
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"You're not terrible Cheryl, you'll never be terrible." You mumbled into her hair. Pulling apart from her and looking into her eyes was all she needed to hear. She was yours again and no one could change that.
