Betty stayed snuggled into Jughead's side as he spoke with Fangs and Kevin, some motorbike stuff she wasn't interested in. But suddenly Kevin was though. She knew Fangs was the reason, and it made her really happy. Fangs was a super nice guy. She hoped the two would hook up soon.
When Jughead kissed the top of her head and asked if he could get her another drink, she nodded, thinking she might as well. With Jughead at her side she cared less and less what other people thought of her. She wanted to live for herself.
"I'm just going to use the bathroom." She told him, the two sharing a kiss as they went in opposite directions and left the guys alone.
She pushed through a few people, finding the line for the bathroom and sighing as she leaned against the wall and waited. Why were the lines for the bathroom always so long?
The door across from her opened, a guy from the other school emerging with a grin on his face. He gave her a wink, catching her staring. She could have sworn she saw a flash of red right before he closed the door behind him and slipped away, loud as he greeted his friend. Betty looked back at the door, a horrible taste forming in her mouth as her intuition kicked in.
She moved to the door, her spot in the bathroom line forgotten as she knocked softly and pushed her way in. The red that she thought she'd seen on the bed was no longer there, but when she heard a sob she realized someone was in there, on the floor on the other side of the bed.
Betty quickly moved around the bed, shock coursing through her body at the sight of Cheryl sobbing into her hands, her already short dress hiked up her thighs and her panties wrapped around one ankle.
"Oh, my god, Cheryl," Betty whispered, dropping to the floor and checking on her. "Are you okay?"
"B – Betty?" Cheryl cried, her mascara running down her cheeks in thick black streaks, her red lips smudged and her hair a mess.
Betty wrapped her arms around her, holding on tight as Cheryl broke down even more, crying into Betty's shoulder and holding onto her sweater tightly.
"Shhh, it's okay, I'm here. You're okay." Betty hushed, so terrified for Cheryl and not knowing what to do.
When Cheryl's cries didn't die down, sobs and hiccups escaping her lips, Betty tried to sooth her. "I'm not going to leave you. I promise. I'm just going to get Jughead. I'll be right back, okay?" she asked, smoothing Cheryl's hair back.
Cheryl cried more, her eyes looking down between them in shame, "I'm going to get you out of here, okay? I just need Jug. You're okay now." It scared her, she'd never seen Cheryl like this.
Cheryl nodded reluctantly.
"Come on, let me help you." Betty said gently, getting Cheryl's dress down enough to cover her, asking if she could take her panties so that no one else would see.
Cheryl nodded, barely seeming like she understood a word of what Betty was saying.
"I'll be right back."
She ran out of the room, straight into Jughead as he was already looking for her. He'd begun saying something but she didn't hear it, pulling his hand and telling him to follow her.
She saw the concern quickly etch into his beautiful features, following her quickly and stopping when he saw a broken down Cheryl.
"Help me get her out of here." She said.
Jughead nodded, following his girlfriend's orders as he kneeled down and scooped Cheryl up into his arms. Betty was so concerned, but she loved how gentle he was, whispering into Cheryl's hair, "I've got you,"
