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concept: Stella and Jughead were dating, Stella dies and eventually Jughead moves on to meet Betty and falls in love with her, Betty and Jughead are around 19 years old.
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trigger warning for mentions of suicide and suicidal acts. please do not read if this one will make you uncomfortable!
spov:
I had had enough of living.
I was existing, I was not living.
I was only staying to protect Jughead, the love of my life, I couldn't leave but I knew I couldn't stay here anymore I didn't want to be in pain anymore.
"jug!" I called after my boyfriend who was walking out of my room
"yes Stell?"
"I love you Jughead" I sighed, knowing this was it, this was the night I had to leave
"I love you too baby, I'll see you tomorrow okay, the serpents need me, I'll call you later" he ran back over and kissed my forehead
"I don't think you will" I whispered softly
"hmm what was that babe?" he spun around
"nothing, go have fun my love" I smiled knowing what I was about to do was selfish, I watched his motorcycle roar out of the driveway and I immediately made my way to the bathroom, grabbing my bottle of white pills, I popped them in my mouth
1 pills
2 pills
3 pills
4 pills
5 pills
I easily made my way through the bottle of thirty, I sat in the bath fully clothed and let the water sink into my skin, watching the letters on the side of my sink slowing blur out of my vision
it was happening
"I love you Jughead" I whispered before my eyes closed and I fell into the dark swallowing abyss
jpov:
something seemed oddly morbid about Stella when she said she loved me, I decided to go back to her house after my serpent meeting, I drove there quickly and calmly, bursting into her bedroom door, I couldn't see her, the bathroom door was ajar, I peeked in only to see my girlfriends pale and lifeless body lying in the tub drenched in water
"Stella!"
"Stella no come on my love please wake up!"
there was no point in calling 911, she was gone.
I loved her- I love her but I guess it wasn't enough to make her stay a little while longer
"Stella why? I love you so so much, I just wished I'd tell you more, I'm so sorry you had to do this, I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you when you needed me, I'm so sorry" I wept into her dead body, I eventually picked her up and called an ambulance I knew it was too late but she needed to be somewhere safe, and I'm guessing home was not one of those things.
one day I had mustered up enough courage to open her letter to me,
dear Jughead,
I'm so sorry I did this, I wasn't living, I wasn't having fun anymore, I was just existing, you were the only things keeping me going but then I realised I needed to do this for me not you, I love you so much my love, please move on for me, I hope you love and fulfil your life to it's greatest extent, live for me please.
I love you unconditionally
love Stella Grant. xoxo
I read it and wept, so hard my tears were spilling onto the page, nearly smearing the letter, I had to kept it safe, it was all I had left of her.
