Forgotten Love

chapter eight

JUGHEAD POV
As I gathered Betty into my arms. She slowly drifted off to sleep, and so did I. she got up  and went to throw up I guess we both went back to sleep. That was at least until, I felt betty start to move, tremble, and shake.
Betty began to say " please don't, I'll do whatever you want. I'm  sorry. Please." I imitiantly knew it was about her parents.
I notice her about to cry. So I shook her a little, but lightly. She jumped up, and fell off the bed. Scooted to the other end of the room. Crying.
BETTY POV
I have never had a dream like that. It scared me, my mind was back in the place of fear and terror.  One moment, I was asleep the next I was on the other end of the room. Curled up in a ball, crying. The room was dark, all I could see was the shadow of someone. Slowly walking towards me.
Betty: I'm sorry, please don't hurt me. I'll  do whatever you want. Just please.
JUGHEAD POV
She thought I was her dad? I can't  exactly blame her. The room was dark all you can see is a shadow.
Hearing those words made me sick.
I rushed to turn on the light. Then walked to betty as fast as I could. Trying not to scare her.
She winced and inhaled sharply at the touch of my hand on her face.
Jughead: Betts, it's me Jug.
Betty: I'm  sorry. 
Jughead: Betty, what happened? And please stop saying sorry.
Betty: it was my parents, then she left.
She left me alone with him.
Betty said. Tears pouring  down. I knew who she meant and what she was talking about, but I wanted to hear  her say it.
Jughead: Who betty.
Betty: My d-dad.
Jughead: I'm sorry I scared you Betts.
I couldn't do anything exept try to calm her. I gathered her in my arms, and she cried  for a while.
Betty: I'm sorry. I'm sorry Jug, that you had to see that I'm sorry I dragged you into this. I'm sorry, for what I did.
I had enough of this.
Jughead: Betts don't say that. Please. Okay? You did nothing wrong. None of this is your fault and you didn't drag me into anything. Okay?
Betty: Okay.
She said softly, as I helped her up.
Jughead: Betty, what do you mean.
Your sorry for what you did?
Betty looked  down.
Betty: I'm just so used, to  saying It. I try not to make them mad, but it never works. I started feeling like I deserved everything that happened.
She looked at me then looked back down. Tears threatening  to come.
Jughead: Betty, you don't deserve any of this. None of it. You don't have to try not to make them mad. Nothing you ever do will give them the right to do what they did to you. Especially  your dad.
I tried to stay calm but it got harder and harder. Betty seemed to notice  because she took a step back, but she backed into a corner. I followed her confused by what was going on. She slowly  started to slide down the wall back into the floor. I stepped back.
Realizing I was making a fist. She probably thought I was going to hit her. I hated myself for that.
Jughead: Betts, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. Just thinking of what they did what they did, what he did. Just makes me so....
She stood  up and walked towards me
Betty: It's okay. You're  protective. I never really trusted anyone the way I trust you. Now come on lets get some sleep.
We layed  back down on the bed. Both almost asleep when we heard the door open. We both quickly jumped.
Betty seemed  frozen in place.
Sister Woodhouse: Forseythe, dear, why aren't  you in your room?
Jughead: Betty needs me right now sister.
I said knowing I would have to go back to my room.
Sister Woodhouse: Alright well bed time you two. Now come along.  Forseythe
Jughead: Yes ma'am.
BETTY POV
Jughead had to leave  I really didn't want him to but sister Woodhouse  made him. I dig my fingernails into my palms, because I was stressed and angry. I started thinking of Jughead. And I felt myself relax and with the memory of Jughead  I drifted into a deep sleep.