The English Teacher

Part Seventy-five

Veronica's POV

Betty is moving back with her friends and now we're back to the beginning. Running around and hiding from people who knew we were together. I don't know what'd I'll do without her here with me. I've gotten so used to her being here with me, for me, all the time. And yes, mainly because of the Archie thing. I know that happened almost a month ago, but it still haunts me 24/7. It's always replaying in my mind. It's a horror movie that you don't want to watch, but you still do for no apparent reason. It's the scary scenes in every movie that you don't want to remember because of the nightmares. The nightmares. Oh, the nightmares! It's just a even worse feeling than thinking about it. If I'm in Betty's arms at night I don't have them. But when I'm not it's not good. Or at least that's what I think. I've never not been out of her arms at night since then. She's been so good to me. Even with all the drama of her friends and the school board and everything. She's not the kind to give up so easily. I've noticed. I'm the same way. I not giving up on us and neither is she. I love her to much to do that.

"Veronica?" I was taken out of my thoughts by Betty. I looked at her. She looked kind of worried.

"What?" I asked. She walked over to me. I was sitting on the couch fiddling my hands together.

"Are you okay?" She asked sitting next to me. I nodded.

"Yeah, I'm fine why?" I asked kind of confused. She grabbed my hands to stop them from moving.

"Well, your hands are moving alot and they're freezing. Your breathing started to get heavier. Are you okay?" She asked. I nodded.

"Yes... was I really doing that?" I asked. She nodded.

"Yes, babe, what are you thinking about?"  She asked me. I sighed.

"Well, I was thinking about us, but I kept thinking and I started to think about the..." I stopped not wanting to say it.

"Oh, Veronica. You need to stop thinking about that." She said.

"I can't. It's in my head all the time. It haunts me, Betty." I said and she pulled me into a hug.

"It's okay. Maybe I shouldn't move out. Maybe I should tell them we didn't breakup." She said. I pulled out of the hug and shook my head.

"No, don't do that. They would try and take us apart again." She shook her head.

"I don't care." She said. "I love you, and I can't leave you alone while your still recovering from that incident." I slightly smiled.

"I love you, too, but I'm fine it was just a moment."

"Are you sure?" I nodded.

"Yes, I'm sure. now you should get to your friends house before they can think anything else of us." I told her.

"I don't have to leave now. I can stay for a bit if you need it." She said. I shook my head and smiled.

"No, you can go. I promise I'll be fine." I said. She nodded.

"Okay." She lightly kissed me on the lips. I kissed back. "I love you." She said.

"I love you, too." Then she left. I sighed. Why does life have to be this complicated? Well, it wouldn't have been if I hadn't started to date a fucking student. But it figures that she wanted to date me to so what the heck? Sometimes I'm just really stupid.

Sorry for the short chapter, but I have a quick question.

Should I change the book cover of this book? I kind of think I should, but I want to know if you guys like it or not. I don't know.