Cheryl's POV
I sat in the waiting room after Betty had been whisked off for immediate surgery. She was alive when I last saw her but.... I couldn't even think about it. I rubbed my temples stressing about everything I could've done differently. What if I'd just thought about it? I mean why would she kiss Chuck? She hates Chuck...Jughead and his friends stormed in interrupting my thoughts. "Oh wow, took you long enough," I said scoffing and folding my arms.
"Where is she?" Jughead asked desperately.
"And why do you think she'd want to see you?" I asked angrily. They looked down shamefully. "Exactly. 'Cause when she needed you most-" I pointed my finger at them enunciating each word. "when her dad was found out to be a serial killer, and she was being bullied..." they looked at me confused.
I pulled out Betty's phone that I had found on the floor and showed them the text messages. 'Go to hell.' 'Your such a slut.' 'You deserve to rot in jail like your dad.' 'Why don't you kill your self?' Were some of them. And then on top of that were the ones from them.
"Oh my gosh..." Veronica whispered her eyes tearing up.
"Ya," I said coldly. "And on top of all that. When Chuck the slum bag that Betty hates kissed her your first thought was 'oh she cheated'?" Though all of this was true I was still as guilty as they were. I sat back down and put my head in my hands.
"Cheryl..." Archie began. "What happened?"
"She called my sobbing," I said ashamed. "Said that Chuck had edited all that crap and that she loved you guys. After I told her I didn't believe her and hung up on her.... she..... she cut herself. She must've had regrets though 'cause she bandaged it and threw out everything else sharp in her room. And then she locked the windows and doors and past out... for two days. And guys... the cut was bad... in her stomach, she's in surgery...I can't believe it," I whispered. "Two days slowly bleeding out, without food or water, with bruises from Chuck and the football team beating her..."
"They.... beat her?" Jughead asked on the verge of tears.
I nodded sadly. "The doctors said that she was punched in the stomach, and then kicked repeatedly. She has three broken ribs..." I muttered. Veronica sat down on a chair sobbing.
"I should've known," she sobbed in her hands. "I texted her telling her that she was a slut-" she cried harder. "I-I should've believed her... after everything that she was going through.... I was her best friend! Why didn't I believe her?" I hesitantly rubbed her back soothingly choking back my own tears for my cousin.
Jughead sat down on a chair next to her, looking more broken than anything, and Archie followed behind Jughead putting his hand on Jughead's neck.
"Where's Alice?" Archie asked suddenly.
"She's gone. I don't know where... she has been ever since the black hood went to jail..."
"Oh my gosh," Jughead whispered, a tear escaping his eye. "She was all alone! I let her be all alone!"
"Is anyone here for Betty Cooper? She's in room 308," The receptionist asked.
Jughead stood up. His glossy eyes looking desperate. He looked at me hopefully. "She's not awake..." the receptionist added.
"You can go," I whispered hesitantly. Jughead took off running down the halls to get to Betty's room.
This one's really short but I don't know how to continue. I feel like somethings missing but I don't know what... if anyone has any ideas please let me know. Also how should this continue, and how many chapters do you want this to be? Thanks!
-Kate
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Not a Victim
FanfictionAfter Hal Cooper is discovered to be the Blackhood and Betty is still recovering, Alice leaves and Chuck sends out a edited video making it seem like she hates her friends and that she cheated on Jughead with Chuck. Only Betty knows the truth but no...