Teacher's Pet

Fifty-six

Veronica's POV

I woke up and just got around. All I could really think about was why Jughead actually cared where I was the other night. He's the one who doesn't want to see me. I can go to class today. I'll have Kevin help me I guess.

I walked to school like normal. Sleeping in my own bed and walking to school the way I used to brings back memories of my parents. The parts I don't want to remember. I mean, there were good parts. They weren't always terrible parents. Especially my mom. She used to not be so bad until my dad seemed to brainwash her. My dad wanted to do something with me and my mom used to not let him. I eventually figured it out anyways. My dad somehow got her to agree. They sold me around to older and disgusting guys for money. Like they weren't already rich enough. They were greedy with their own daughter.

As I walked into my third period, both Kevin and Jughead seemed worried and confused. Kevin grabbed my arm and dragged me to where we sat.

"What the hell, Kevin!" I said. He let go of me and looked down at me. "What?" I asked.

"Where were you yesterday?  He asked. I knew he would do this. Of course he would, he's Kevin.

"What do you mean?" I asked, pretending like I didn't understand what he meant. He knew I was lying anyways.

"Veronica, don't do that, please. Why weren't you in this class yesterday. Is something going on between you and Jughead?" He asked. I shook my head.

"No, I promise. Nothing is happening I just wasnt feeling well, okay?" I asked him and sat at my seat, turning away from him.

After school I was in Pops again. Not to long after I got there the bell on the door chimed. I looked up and saw Archie. I tried hiding myself from him, but saw me and started walking over to me. I quickly got up, but he stopped me from moving.

"Veronica, wait, can we talk?" He asked. I sighed and nodded.

"Sure," and we sat across from each other. "What is it, Archie?"

"Well, at school, I've noticed you acting s little weird. Upset really. What's wrong? I know you may absolutely hate me right now and I'm sorry about hurting you like that. I never meant do to that. But, you can trust me, even if it's only as friends." He said. I smiled a little and nodded.

"I'm just going through things and recovering from things." I told him.

"Recovering? Recovering from what?" He asked. I sighed and looked down. "Oh, Veronica, I am so sorry." He said, grabbing my hand. I looked at our hands, then to him and smiled. He smiled back. "Hey, how about we going on a walk. You know, how we used to do when you got stressed or upset."

"I would like that actually," I said. He got up and held out a hand for me. I took it and we walked out of Pops together.

Our walking trail would start wherever we were at and then we would walk to Sweet water river, we would walk around for a bit and we would end off with him dropping me off at home for the night. He used to be so sweet. I mean, still is, but I still haven't fully forgiven him for what he did to me. Him and Betty really hurt me, but they know that. They've both said it.

We walked in silence for a while. He knew that I was stressing and overthinking I guess. That's why he was usually quiet. I still want to know what happened to him.

"Hey, do you want me to walk you home?" He asked. I smiled and looked down a little.

"Uhh, no, I'll get there myself. Thanks though," I said. He nodded.

"Well, I should get going. I have to meet up with Betty." He said. I nodded and he started walking off.

"Hey," I said. He turned and looked at me again. "Are you two, like, together?"

"I'm not sure. That's why we're meeting right now." He said. I nodded.

"Okay, tell me how things work out," I said, and I started walking away.

When I got to the Pembrooke, it was just the same as yesterday. I started homework. My phone started buzzing. I looked at it, it was Cheryl, Toni and Kevin. I sighed and ignored it. They continued trying to get ahold of me so I turned my phone off. I finished homework and took a shower and got around for bed. I turned my phone back on their had stopped texting me. I think. I looked at the cuts on my wrist. I can't do it again. I don't want anybody knowing anything. I'm just weak. That's what this is. Me being a stupid, weak, and pathetic girl. I just layed in bed, trying ignore everything. My thoughts, my phone, which started buzzing again, thinking about every overwhlemeing thing. I failed.