Chapter nine - Confessions.

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I recognised him - It was Jug. My Jughead Jones, who is always so tough, but now he looked so worried. I was just wondering what the hell was he doing in this small trailer?
-H-hi - I snobbed.
-Betty?! Oh my god, what happened to you? - He asked while walking towards to me. I just looked at the trailer he was walking from.
-What were you doing here, in this trailer? - I asked him when our eyes met. He looked so soft then.
-I-I... I live her, but its not about me. Come inside - He put his arm around me.
We walked inside into a small room which was a kitchen, living and dining room in the same time. It looked terrible to see him living in this small place, but I won't lie, it didn't look like a bad home... it was just small. We sat on the couch which was in front of the old TV.
-So... can you tell me what's wrong? - He asked.
-Everything! Everything is wrong! My mother is abusive to me, my sister hates me, my dad has cancer, the boy I thought I had cruch on just dumped me in the most horrible way and I got these stu- I stopped there. I was supposed to say "these stupid powers", but I knew it wasn't a good moment to say it there.
-stupid what? - he asked confused.
-Eh... stupid problems with... Trust - I said. I didn't lie, but it wasn't the right answer.
-Oh my god Betty! Why didn't you tell me that earlier?! It's horrible! - He said as he stood up.
-Well, you know it's not that easy to talk about your problems, especially when my whole family hates me and my friends betrayed me! - I yelled.
-What do you mean by "your friends betrayed you? - He asked as I told him about the whole situation. I don't have to say that I was crying like a little baby while doing that.
-Oh my god Betty... I know it may sounds stupid, but he didn't want to hurt you, I guess it's just a big misunderstanding - He put his arm around me as I hugged him tighter, and started to cry.
-I-I know... I just can't accept that he doesn't love me, you know - I smiled sadly. He looked a little bit disappointed? But I couldn't exactly read his emotions.
-Well... can we talk about your family? - He asked.
-There's nothing to talk about. My mother was always comparing me to Polly. I was always the worse one for her. Everytime I wasn't behaving as a perfect Cooper, she was punishing me in the most ridiculous way I could be punished. My dad was sometimes standing up for me, but he was always out of the town because of his stupid job, and now, because of his disease - I said when some tears fell down my face.
-I-I don't know what to say, I'm just really sorry - He said with a sorrow in his voice.
-And what about you? Why are living here? I mean, it's nothing wrong, but it looks like you live here alone - I asked.
-Oh well, my mother and sister left me and my dad when I was 6 years old. I don't remember how my sister looked. The only contact I had with her was by Phone. She was always promising that she will come here one day, but it doesn't seem like she will - He said while looking really sad.
-And what about your dad? - I asked while watching his face carefully.
-Oh, he has a small, normal house. But I moved from him 3 years ago, because he is an alcoholic - He answered.
-I'm so sorry - I put a hand on his arm.
-Well, I guess we all have been through some shit - He sadly smiled.
-I guess... But we have each other now, right? - I asked.
-Yeah, I will never leave you, Betty Cooper - He smiled as he hugged me really tight.
We talked for some time as I decided to head home, since it was already 9pm. When I was walking to home, I was thinking about his words - "I will never leave you, Betty Cooper". How am I supposed to know if it's a real promise? What if he told me that so I would just go away? What if he really meant that? Every person I have met in my life, somehow lied to me in many ways, but maybe he will be that one I can finally trust to. Besides, how it comes that he is such a sweetheart with me, when he is a tough man with everyone else? It must means something. I hope it means something to him, because it does to me.
I walked into my house and first thing I saw is my mother in the living room, crying her eyes out.

~Hey, I am so sorry for being super inactive for wHoLe mOnTh, but I have a lot on my plate lately and recently started school, so I wanted to figure out some thing first. So yeah, also this part is kinda shitty so I'm sorry... but anyway, happy birthday to me! ~Julia 🤪🥰

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