Jughead Pov
As fast as I could walk, with my crutches l got from the nurses, I walk over to my dads truck.
"Boy slow down! The nurse told you to rest!" He scolds me again. This old man!
"You are walking like a grandpa. Put up your speed" I lough slightly at his fake-offended face.
I quickly climb in the passenger seat, not wanting to be at this place anymore.
Betty Pov
My silent tears were soaking my pillow I was laying on.
This was the first time my mother hit me, I mean it was just one slap in the face and she regretted it right after and started apologizing, but I ran off.
I mean, the mental abuse with her not talking to me and so on, was already, enough.
But hitting, I've never thought that of my mom.
I miss my dad, even if he cheated. If my mom was always like this I understand why he left.
I even miss my mom, my old mom.
I hear some muffled voices downstairs, just more drama, yey!
I hope u hear the sarcasm.
Someone knocks on my door but I really don't want to talk now.
Not for the next week, just me my bed and ice cream.
"Hey Betts...I wanted to check up on you. Your mom is crying downstairs my dad is talking to her so-" I sigh. As I said, don't want to talk.
"Look I don't know what happened, I am concerned. Just let me in, yes?" Since I locked the door he can't come in.
I push myself up nevertheless, I am no asshole.
I slowely walk towards my door and unlock it slowely. There was a silent click sound, hinting that the door was now open.
Immidiately the door is pushed open powerfully.
On the other side there is a kinda healthy looking Jughead, exept the crutches he is in.
Bad idea to open the door, now I really blame myself.
It was my fault. It was my fault. It was my fault.
My head chants over and over again.
I caused him to be stabbed. If I hadn't gone to that party he never would have gone with me and everything would be fine. I turn around not wanting him to see me.
"You've been crying, why?" He whispers. I must look like a corpse. Still in my dress, smudged make up messy hair.
Oh god, why did I open the door like this?
"Oh" I wiped my fingers under my eyes, smudging the already destroyed mascara more.
"W-wanna come in?" I ask him opening the door wider. He nods and hobbles past me, towards my bed. Sighing I close the door.
That's gonna be fun.
Jughead Pov
I take a seat on her bed, not being able to stand anymore. I throw my crutches on the floor next to it, sliding up until my back touched the headboard.
Betty took the place right on the opposite of me, legs tucked under her, looking down and fiddling with the pink comforter we are sitting on.
''What happened?'' I asked with a soft voice, seeing a tear drop again, making a dark wet spot on the blanket.
''She did it'' That's the only thing she whispered. Even that was hard to hear but I did.
''Your mom did wha?'' I was expecting anything but the thing that came out of her mouth the next sentence.
''She hit me, she finally did'' I was confused as much as shocked.
''Wha-'' I started but she cut me off. ''All these years I have been afraid. Afraid that she would abuse me and today it happened. She. really. hit. me.'' That's all it took for her to burst into a sobbing mess.
As quickly as I can I leaned forward and lifted her in my lap. My whole stomach was screaming in pain, but I ignored it.
Fisting my cotton shirt in her small hands, she hid her face in my neck. My arms circled around her waist, rubbing her back soothingly.
''I am sorry Betts... It wasn't your fault that I got stabbed, and you defenitely didn't deserve to be hit, I'm sorry'' I whispered in her ear silincing her cries a little. I felt her hot breath on my neck giving me goosebumps and a shiver.
Her breathing slowed knowing she was about to fall asleep.
''I will protect you my princess. I will, forever'' I whispered before I felt myself falling into a dreamless sleep.
A/N: I feel like this part is pretty bad. I have writers block too. Maybe I'll post another part tomorrow. Or I'll delete this one. We'll see.
Have a great day/night my bubus♡
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RomanceBetty Cooper is the perfect girl next door with perfect grades and always styled perfectly you would say. Or is she really? She was, once, but after the death of her father it was like loosing her mom too, even if she was still there. But one day he...
