wc: 625

"jug, you have to get out of bed at some point.." betty says.

i've been sitting here for three days now, and i haven't cried once. i just feel kind of, i don't know.. empty.

i roll over to face the other way, not wanting to talk to anybody right now.

my phone dings, i have 57 new messages from archie. i haven't even bothered to read more than one of them.

never in a million years would i have though that this is the way this would turn out.

i kind of want my bestfriend back, but part of me doesn't.

i just want to lay in bed forever.

"JUGHEAD!" betty yells, running up the stairs as i sit up, rubbing my eyes with the palm of my hand.

"what?"

"it's your dad, he just got arrested."

well i definitely don't feel empty anymore..

i walk up to his cell, tears in my eyes as i try my best to come up with something to say to him.

just the other day he said to me that he wasn't capable of murder.

"how could you?" i cry out, trying my best not to completely break down in front of all these people.

i hear archie's voice behind me but i don't turn around. i keep my eyes locked onto my dad's face. trying to come up with a way to hit him as hard as he's hitting me, just sitting in there.

"you lied to me!" i start crying, "you- you lied!"

archie comes up to me and hugs me, i don't bother to even hug him back.

archie held her as tight as he could to stop her from falling apart, caressing her hair, trying to calm her down as she cried and yelled into his shoulder.

"HOW COULD YOU!" she yelled at him, he didn't even bother to respond to his daughter.

he didn't know what he could possibly do to help her, maybe there was nothing he could do. but he just tried to comfort her as she cried out for her dad, who was just sitting there, avoiding eye contact with her.

betty sat her down on the couch when they finally got back home. archie kept his distance, but wanted to be there for her. not to just upset her even more.

"thank you." jughead stated calmly when betty handed her a cup of water.

betty smiled, rubbing her back up and down.

"i didn't know when to say this but, i don't think your dad is guilty.." betty said, and jughead just scoffed in response.

"no i'm serious, archie and veronica searched his trailer and there was no gun."

"i'm tired." jughead stated and walked up slowly into betty's room.

archie and betty gave each other a look.

how is jughead going to be okay?

i looked up at my phone and saw a new message from scott.

scott m is typing...
hey, where've you been?

around, a lot is going on..

scott m is typing...
i heard.. are you okay? like seriously okay don't give me a bullshit i'm fine.

i laughed, genuine.

i really don't know how i am, up and down i guess. i just feel like i can't even catch my breath, you know?

scott m is typing...
what else happened?

i told archie and we talked about it, but we aren't exactly friends right now.

scott m is typing...
oh fuck, that sucks i'm sorry.

it's okay it's not your fault lol

scott m is typing...
yeah but i still feel bad
could i come over?

i mean i guess i would have to talk to betty but.. sure.. i guess yeah.

scott m is typing...
alright see u

i smiled, scott mccall.