Trigger warning- self harm, attempted suicide, bulimia.
Betty's point of view
How many times can you be knocked down. Be told your not good enough. Be told your too fat for this and too ugly for that. How many times do i have to force the calories up. How many times do i have to skip meals to be perfect. How much deeper do i need to cut for this pain to go away. How skinnier do i have to get. The thing is i will never be worthy. I will never be good enough. I can't fight my demons. I can't slay the dragon. I can't do this. I used to have so many people i trusted but everyone betrays you in the end. I stumbled to my bathroom and pulled the sharp blade from my shelf. Tearing the packaging and throwing it into the bin filled with my blood sodden rags. The scars on my arms were ugly but no one cared to notice. No one looked. No one showed me affection. I left the blade on my sink as i forced my fingers down my throat my stomach wrenched as i gagged waiting for the acid to sting my throat leaving the bitter taste. I was only satisfied when the crumpets i had eaten were in the toilet. I wiped my mouth and grabbed the cold metal blade. I changed into my shorts and vest then climbed into my bath that was filled with warm water. Once in i ran the metal across my vein letting the blood drip effortlessly into the pure water. Letting the purity turn to stole innocence. As the cuts got deeper my head became lighter, my screams were louder. But no one could hear me. They were at the party. I continued running the blade across my skin. Letting the blade pierce my soft organ like a scalpel. I used the rest of my energy to grab my phone and send the message to my mum. The letter was on my bed. Some say suicide is cowardly, they say its the easy way out. But all i wanted was to die. Enter a world of peace. A world of quite. A world of love. My eyes blurred and finally my eyes closed. But even with my eyes squeezed together i could still hear the beat of my heart. The water washing over me.The worse thing was i could feel the pain more, and i couldn't open my eyes. I was trying. I was sorry. I regretted what i had done. But now i am trapped.
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Alice Smith sat at the La Bonne Nuit chuckling,smiling and sharing jokes with her long lost son and her old friends. Her mind was not prepared for the message that she was about to receive.Her ex lover sending her sex eyes when he was beside his children and wife. Her best friends were finally together despite Archie and Veronica's anger. Cheryl Blossom had came out as gay and was on the lap of her girl friend. The teen serpents sat together with the ex sheriff's son. Alice smiled with Charles whilst talking to Hermione,Cheryl and Veronica but when she read that message, she knew. She knew she had a matter of minutes to get to her daughter. Her phone pinged and she looked her heart shattering.
Elizabeth💜💕- I am sorry mumma. I wanted to be perfect. I tried. But i failed. I will be with Polly now. I love you i am sorry- Love always Your Elizabeth💜
Alice immediately felt her tear drop, she let her phone fall to the ground as she ran. She ran as fast as she could. "MUM"Charles shouted bending over to her phone. His heart too feeling betrayed, lost and broken at the message his sister had left. He wasted no time. He pulled his radio from his pocket "This is Smith 901 i need an ambulance to 193 Rose Avenue attempted suicide."Veronica Lodge's head snapped up like a snake. Her eyes searching his. He turned and ran leaving the table in questions.Veronica looked up again her feet forcing her up. She left without a word. She followed in her car to the Smith household the sirens could be heard. She saw Charles' car and Alice's. She ran from her car through the open door and instantly the sons could be heard. The constant pleas of Alice. Begging her daughter to wake up. Veronica followed the voices to Betty's room. Through to her ensuite where she was met with the sight. A bloody watered bath. Thick red liquid dripping from the side. She looked down and was met with Alice Smith and Charles cradling the teen. Her wrists were slashed and she was wet . The sirens were soon heard and the paramedics rushed in attending to her. There was shouting. Then Charles picked her up. He ran down the stairs Betty in his arms, Veronica noticed the folded paper on the bed and swiped it quickly before kneeling alongside Alice. "Mrs S we need to get there for our B"Alice slowly nodded "Tell.. the ... others"She sobbed Veronica nodded slowly and helped Alice up.Veronica was sobbing so she sent a text to the group her fingers shaking
From V💜- Betty tried too Kill herself. Come hospital
The La Bonne Nuit was filled was 4 gasps belonging to Cheryl Blossom,Kevin Keller,Archie Andrews and Toni Topaz. "Kids, whats wrong, whats happening"Fp questioned He and Jughead looking around. Cheryl let one single tear slip down her face. "Betty tried to kill herself."She cried into Toni "Wh..at"Hermione choked "Veronica texted again. She said she saw the mess. She said it looks really bad"Kevin watched the faces around "Kev call her. Should we all go or..."Jug asked Kevin called quickly.
"V i am sorry, do you want everyone here to come"He asked
"Kevin... please its bad... please"She pleaded
"Hang in there okay. We will be there"He ended it "We need to get there. Its bad"With that the La Bonne Nuit emptied. Gladys took Jellybean home. Where as, Kevin,Archie,Cheryl,Toni,Fangs,Pea. Jughead,Hermione,Fred and Fp rushed to the hospital. Their hearts thumping. Like drums. Their cars sped into the car park they parked messily and rushed into the building spotting Veronica. "V"Cheryl shouted running to her. They broke down in eachothers arms. The pain releasing. The 11 were shown to the waiting room. "Oh Mija"Hermione whispered Veronica looked up, "She left a note"She pulled out the paper and Began reading.
Dear reader
I never meant to hurt anyone. I am sorry for the pain i may be causing but the truth is. I can't cope. The constant need to better. The need to be someone i could never be. I was slowly wasting away. Their was only so much i could do to myself. The cutting wasn't helping. The sickness wouldn't take away the edge. The hunger wouldn't stop the feeling of disgust when i looked in the mirror. Betty Cooper didn't make the cut thats the truth. I could never be as pretty as Veronica or as talented as Cheryl. I couldn't be the daughter mum wanted nor the sister Charles dreamed of. My fate, my destiny was death. My dad said i was always the weakest. I had always been the weakest link. I always would be, The black hoods fucked up psycho daughter was who i was, I was messed up. I couldn't be fixed.
I am so sorry for leaving like this. But my pain was never ending. It was a constant cycle. A need of pain. The need to hurt myself. The need to die. I was never going to be Jug's Juliet or V's bestie. Girls like me we don't make the cut. Don't dwell that i am gone. Love my memory. But please don't let others suffer
I did take the cowards way out. I let myself suffer, I didn't ask for help, But there is hope. I just realised to late. To be honest i still want to live see what my future holds. But i am not worthy of air. I want anyone else suffering to know. Suicide isn't the option. And i took the wrong option. I should have spoken out. I should have asked for help. But its to late. Please move on from me.I am with Polly and JJ now. I'll be okay. Watching from above.
Goodbye, Love always. Elizabeth/Betty/Betts/B.
I will love you all forever i will be the one watching you now
Tears fell hot and heavy from their eyes. "She felt so alone"Cheryl cried as a nurse walked in. "Miss Blossom. You have been requested by Mr Smith"Cheryl nodded and wiped the salt from her cheeks. Her feet heavy as she carried her empty body to the room. Her heart aching seeing Charles "Please"She pleaded he looked at her. He shook his heady slowly and cried tears fell like rain down his face. "She...she cal..led yo..uu"Cheryl frowned and looked at her phone seeing a voicemail from 30 minutes ago. "Don't wworry she had..alre..ad..y don..e it"Cheryl wiped his tear. Cheryl walked away her back to the room sobs leaving her frail frame. She pushed open the door eyes landed on her "Please no no"Veronica screamed Cheryl nodded "She's gone. I have a voicemail from her but i am scared"Cheryl looked at Kevin who took her phone he dialled voicemail and her voice played
"Cheryl. I regret it. It hurts. I feel stuck my eyes close then they won't open again. I am so scared Cher. I am so sorry. I am sorry please don't hate me. I am so sorry"The phone must have been dropped because you later heard the screams of Alice and Charles "NO NO BETTY NO WAKE UP YOU SILLY GIRL WAKE UP PLEASE"Alice's voice was desperate Kevin ended the call and the door opened and Charles came in drenched in his sisters blood.Alice appeared behind him too drenched in blood.
Her eyes were no longer blue. They were grey and dull filled with pain and emptiness.
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Despondency-Cooper/Jones/Smith Oneshots
FantasíaWho said every short story was happy. Who said everything was happy in life. Graphic and sad writing is my qualification. Their will be happiness in this set of one shots but expect, blood. tears and anger.
