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Bettys POV
The fight started Jugheads lip was bleeding and he had a cut on his check. I got up and tried to split up the fight but instead a jughead threw a punch my way, not meaning to punch me but the other person. "What the fuck! Jughead we are leaving now" I grabbed his wrist and walked out of there

"What the hell was that?" Jughead didn't say anything, I grabbed him again and sat him down on his bed. "What are you doing?" He asked I didn't respond but grabbed the first aid kit and used the wipes in there to wipe the blood off his face.


Later on in the day everyone was in bed and the lights were all off and doors were locked. I needed to get water so I went to go get water from the fountain. It was supper dark. I went to go get my water and hear something behind me


I look and see Jughead there. "What are you doing out of your room?" "I wanted water and don't you think guards should lock up better?" There was a momentous silence. No one talked but just started at each other through the dark.

We were both supper close to one another "bett-" "I should go" I left to go back to the room. What would have happened if I stayed

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 13, 2021 ⏰

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