I'm yours

Chapter 10

⚠️Trigger warning⚠️

Betty is not gonna lie, it's really hard to talk about one of the things that you fear the most. Especially when the only person you've ever said this to is your best friend that you consider as your brother. But she is ready. She is ready to tell Jughead the truth. She wants to tell him the truth.

"Well, first, for Cheryl and Veronica," she starts. "I told you Veroncia already knew about our relationship. Well, she said everything to Cheryl. I heard them when I was in the toilets."

"I know." Jughead says, squeezing his arms a little.

"What do you mean?" She asks, frowning.

"When I heard them. They were talking about you running to the toilet. They said that they talked about it in there on purpose so you can hear them." He says softly. He doesn't want to make her sad, but he knows it's pointless to lie so he prefers telling her the truth so she knows what's exactly happening.

Betty gasps when she hears that. She doesn't understand why Veronica would do that to her. She has never done anything to her and yet, she is acting like her enemy. Same for Cheryl for that matter, but Cheryl is known as the "spoiled bitch of the school" so it's less surprising.

"But there is something I don't understand." He says. Betty looks at him, frowning. "As argument to not be with me, she told you this story about one of my exes-"

"She probably lied about that." She cuts him. "Maybe your ex isn't the lier, after all." She says shrugging, whispering the end of her phrase.

"It's my fault." She hears Kevin murmuring.

"What? No! It's not!" Betty says, taking his hand, letting her other arm around Jughead's neck.

"Yes it is, Betty. Remember? I am the one who told Veronica that you two were having sex. You weren't even going to tell her." He says sadly.

"Kevin, I thought you knew me better than that." She says with a slight laugh. "I would've told her anyways."

"Maybe. Or maybe it would've happened something that would've help you from telling her-"

"In the middle of the night?" She immediately cuts him. "Kev please, stop blaming yourself. It is not. your. fault." She reassures him, leaning a little as she squeezes his and. He smiles a little and whispers an okay.

Jughead looks at her, reassuring her best friend and can't help but think that Betty is the cutest and the kindest person he has ever known and that he doesn't know what he did to deserve her. He squeezes her and kisses her on the check. He stays with his lips against her check for three or four seconds before burying his face into the crook of her neck.  Betty and Kevin smile at that and Betty leans against Jughead.

"Thank you." She whispers into his ear.

"What for?" He asks as he lifts his head. "I wasn't here when you needed me the most." He continues with a sad look.

"But you're here now." She says with a smile. "And so are you, Kev." She looks at Kevin. "You both are here now. I don't want you two to blame yourself for something that wasn't your fault, okay? I just need you with me." Kevin and Jughead smile at her. Kevin stands up, letting one knee on the bench and hugs Betty and Jughead, Jughead squeezing her tighter. Betty doesn't know what she did to deserve them both. To deserve such caring people in her life. When Kevin pulls away, Jughead doesn't and asks.

"What did you mean by telling me everything?" Betty takes a deep breath before starting.

"Well, that's a bit..uncomfortable talking about this with you, but it's a pretty important part of my life so I'd like to tell it to you." Jughead doesn't say anything and just nods and squeezes her. "It was with my last boyfriend. I had three others but he is my first time. And, well, when we... did it.. the next day on morning we were okay. He was saying that it was great, but when I went to school the next day, people were looking at me and giggling and I had no idea why, until the... sort of- popular girl, the equivalent of Cheryl in some ways, came at me and told me something like sorry it didn't work with your boyfriend. We can't be good at everything. At that moment I knew he had done something, so I came at him and asked him. And guess what. He said in front of his friends and the few people around him that I was terrible at that and my body was ugly and that he wanted the entire school to know so nobody would "make the same mistake". I cried for days and didn't go to school for a week or so because I was too ashamed to show up. And when I decided to go back, people apparently hadn't forgotten about it. When I went to my locker, someone written in big 'ugly Betty' and in smaller 'don't make the mistake to do it with her, you'd be shocked by what you'd see'. I never came back to that school ever since." She takes another deep breath as she tries to hold back her tears and continues.