Beronica (There story my way)

Part Thirty-six

Betty's POV

"So my mom contacted your parents and told them I was ill?" I asked Veronica who was sitting next to me in my bed. "Yep." She sounded a little annoyed. I was to. "Like what kind of ill?" I asked her. "Crazy, psychotic, murderous." I rolled my eyes. "And that made them come down here why?" "They thought you did something to me. Your mom also told my parents to send you back to her." I sighed annoyed. "Of course she did. And what did they say." "Well they told your mom that your 18 and they can't make you do that cause also they aren't your parents." It was quiet. I looked down. "And also your mom's coming back." I quickly looked up at her. "What?!" I asked. She slightly shook her head. "Yea, for some reason telling my parents was more important than anything." She told me. "Did you parents go back to New York yet?" She nodded. "Yea, they did this morning. Why?" She asked. "Cause I'm not going to be here if or when she comes back." I told her and got up. "Okay let's get some of your stuff and we can go to my place." She said. "Thank you." I said and hugged her. She hugged back. "Anytime."

We got some of my clothes and stuff. To be honest I kinda never want to see my mom again. And there's a big reason for that. Cause-- "Hey B, you good? You've been standing there for the passed five minutes just staring at the floor." I heard Veronica say. I looked around and we were at the Pembrooke. "Uhh when did we get here?" I asked. She gave me a concerned look. "We got here five minutes ago. Do you not remember?" She asked. I shook my head a little. "No, I don't." "Well you were talking the whole time about how you love me." I looked at her confused. "What?" "Okay girl something is not okay."  I shook my head. "It's fine. I guess I just spaced." I told her. "Why would that happened?" She asked. "I was thinking." She sat next to me. "Thinking about what?" I shook my head a bit, again. "Nothing just... nothing." I stopped myself. "No, B, what were you thinking about?" I sighed. "I just remebered something back when I was in Kansas with my mom." "What happened?" I started shaking. It was really fucking cold. "Here." She said and covered me in a blanket. "What happened?" She asked. I clenched my fists together. She couldn't see it cause my hands were under the blanket. "My mom knew I was stressed from everything after we got there. She put me in therapy with three different people and I had to take like five different pills." I admitted. "Wait why five if you only had three therapists?" She asked. I sighed. "I had to stay focused." She rolled her eyes. "She's crazy." I heard her say under her breath. I couldn't agree more. I could feel warm blood come out of my palms. I let out a small sigh of relief. I turned my head to look at Veronica, but quickly turned away. I think she notcied this. "Hey what's wrong?" She asked. I wanted to show her my hands, but I have no idea how she will react. She knows I've done it before, but never while we were together. I sighed and looked at her. My eyes teared up a little. "Hey. Hey." She said pulling me into a hug. "What is it?" I pulled out of the hug and closed my eyes for a second. I looked back at her. "I'm sorry." I said. "What?" She asked. She sounded really fucking worried. I took off the blanket and opened my hands to show her my palms. Some of the blood had dried and it wasn't that much blood. "B?" She whispered and looked at me. "I'm sorry." "No. No, it's okay just why?" She asked. I shook my head. I starting crying a little. "I couldn't." She pulled me into another hug. I layed my head on her lap and she ran her fingers through my hair. She covered me back up in the blanket. I was slowly drifting off to sleep.

Veronica's POV

I notcied Betty was slowly going to sleep. I smiled and chuckled. "What are you laughing at?" She asked in a sleepy voice. "Nothing." I said still smiling. She looked up at me. "What is it?" She asked. I shook my head. "It's just your so tired." "So?" "It's really funny and really cute." I laughed a little. She weakly smiled. "Well yes, I am tired." She layed her head back down. "Well we could go to the bed." I told her. She didn't say anything. "Betty, did you hear me?" I asked. Still no answer. I leaned my head over a little and saw that she was asleep. I threw my head back. "Great." I said with a laugh. I grabbed my phone and looked at the time. It's 7:48. I shifted my body a little bit to get comfortable trying not to wake Betty up. I looked at her and smiled even more. I leaned over and gave her a small kiss on her head. I layed my head back and eventually fell asleep.