Keep Me Safe

Part Five

Veronica's POV

I woke up early in the morning after a horrible night with my stepfather. My mom got a job and she works nights so I'm stuck home with him all night. Meaning he can do whatever he wants. I hate him so damn much. But, there is nothing I can do. He's like six feet tall and works out a lot. Plus, he is three times my size with everything. How am I supposed to fight back?

I slowly walked out of my room with a little limp. I saw my room at the dining table. She smiled at me ,but immediately noticed the limp.

"Ronnie, what's wrong?" She asked. I shook my head.

"Its nothing. I just did something stupid last night and hurt my ankle. I'll be fine don't worry." I lied. She nodded and I looked iver at my stepfather who was sitting next to her. "I think I'm going to walk to school. To get some air."

"Okay, make sure you're not late." My mom said. I nodded.

"I won't be, I promise." I said and just left. As I walked out, I noticed him looking at me. In a lustful and disgusting way. How does my mom not notice this?

As I walked to school, all I could think about was last night. How he once again kept his hands gripped tightly around my wrists, kept all of his body weight on me, and ignored my cries. Anytime he can get the chance to break me even more, he takes it.

Once I got to school, I saw Betty at her locker. I sighed a little because my locker is right across from hers. She glaced over at me and smiled a little. I just walked to my locker. And just like I thought She would, she came over to me.

"Hey, Veronica," she said. I just looked at her for a second. I quickly looked down. "Is something wrong?"

"Umm, no, nothings wrong. Just didn't get a lot of sleep last night." I told her. She nodded.

"Oh, you're not the only one." She said, like we were talking about the same thing. I know she doesn't know, but that hurt me. I know it shouldn't. I shut my locker and looked at her.

"I'm gonna go to class, I'll see you at lunch maybe." I told her. She nodded and I started walking off. I hate faking a smile. This is why I'm glad having no friends. I dont have to fake anything with anybody. Why does she want to be my friends so bad?

Betty's POV

Something is going on and I want to know what it is. I sighed and watched her walk off. What's going on with her?

"Admiring are ya?" I rolled my eyes and looked over at Jughead.

"What do you want?" I asked him. He chuckled.

"Just wanted to make sure that, that was the girl you're talking about." He said. I nodded.

"Yes, she is." I told him. "And no, I wasnt admiring. I was thinking. Besides, what's it to you?"

"Just the fact that I found in bed with another woman while we were together gets me wondering about her." He said. I rolled my eyes.

"These are two completely different scenarios. That was an accident. Besides, she is just a friend." I said and walked off. He followed me.

"I know that look, Betty Cooper. You used to look at me the same way. You would get all smiley. Your face would get a little red. And you can't keep direct eyes contact. And the way you bite your lip so nervously when you--" I turned around, quickly cutting him off.

"You need to back off, Jones! I only asked you to help me with one small thing. Now just help me and we'll be on our own ways." I said and walked off.

"Someone seems to be a little angry today. Why is that? Is it because youre--"

"I dare you to continue that sentence, asshole!" I said. He just chuckled and walked the other way. He's such a fucking ass. I walked into the students lounge and saw Cheryl, Toni, and Kevin.

"What was that all about?" Toni asked. I shook my head.

"It was nothing. Just Jughesd being an asshole. As always. I don't want to talk about him though," I said sitting next to Kevin. We started a new conversation and all I could about was Veronica. What is going on with her? Where is she right now anyways?