Rewriting Riverdale: Book 1

Chapter 15: Betty

I was sat on Jughead's bed, crying into my arms, "I'm sorry, Jug," I sobbed,
"You have nothing to be sorry for," he replied,
"I was selfish," I cried, "I thought I could have you and it hurt you,"
"Betty!" Jughead snapped, "You deserve me, you are beautiful and strong and good"
I rapped my hands around Jughead,
"Thank you," I said
Just then my phone rang. Kevin,
"Hey Kev," I said, and Jughead's face become full of rage, "What's up?"
"Wonna come to the last drive-in with me?" He asked, Jughead looked like he was about to rip the phone out ny hand,
"Sure," I say, "Can I invite Jug?"
"Of course," he replied, "Bye,"
"Bye," I replied
"Who the hell was that?" Jughead asked, teats rolling down his cheek, "Maybe you don't deserve me,"
I laughed, "Jug, chill," I said, "That was  my gay best friend,"
"Oh," Jughead sounded so relieved, "I'm sorry,"
"Don't be stupid," I said, "You had a right to be angry when a male friend called me and invited me out,"
"Also, I'm sorry I didn't tell you about my dad,"
"Its fine," I replied, "It was private,"

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