HER KING AND HIS QUEEN

Chapter twenty four- Broken (Part 2)

Jughead's POV

*Time pass, 10 minutes*

I hear someone entering the office. I open my eyes and see my dad. He sits next to me and puts his hand on my shoulder.

"Can you tell me what happened? Or what she told you?" he asks.

"What do you wanna know?" I ask.

"Why is she so upset about college?" he asks at first.

I sigh and look at him, "Her mom wanted to run away with her and Chic. Like a few days before she died," I say.

His eyes widen and I can see that he's hurt by that. But I continue anyways.

"And they talked and she said that she should never let anyone pay for her college except for her. And she gsve her money. But then her dad found out about everything and when he thought they were all gone, he started yelling at Alice and beating her. And then he killed her and she saw it," I say, crying a little. Dad has tears too.

"And she misses her. Like crazy. She cries and sees nightmares, not even realizing it herself. And she feels quilty. And.." I sigh, "She's scared of everything. Like literally everything," I say and look at dad.

He sighs, "Like what?"

"Dying, getting hurt, being alone, the heights, the dark, living. Just everything. Every person. She's scared because she sees that we care about her," I cry.

"What, why?" he asks confused.

I sigh, "Her father was a psychopath, dad. When she was like 7 or something, her dad pretended that he likes her. And she started believing it with about a week. But then one day she said something like, she's hungry. And he beat her up badly. Like really bad. And she doesn't trust anyone. Even not Chic. That's why I got so mad, dad," I cry.

He doesn't say anything, just looks at me with sad and widened eyes.

"And his dad.. He threw away her clothes, if I understood correctly. So, can you please give her some money? For clothes..?" I ask.

"Of course," he says and looks at me with hurt eyes.

"Did she tell you... What did her dad do, besides beating her up?" he asks.

"Um," I sigh, "He beat her up until she couldn't move. And.. Raped her. Many times, I guess," I say.

He sighs and nods, but then looks at me, "Have you two had sex?" he asks me.

I smirk a little and look away.

"Wow Jug," he sighs, "Was she at least okay with that?" he asks.

I raise my eyebrows, "I would never do anything to anyone without their permission dad," I say.

"You said that she's afraid of you.. That's why I was thinking, that maybe she's not ready," he says.

"I know," I say, "At first she said sorry and that she's not ready. But after two weeks alone with her every second. She started trusting me. And.." I say.

Dad pulls me into a hug, what was unexpected, but I hug him back.

"She's broken Jug. And I know it. But you have to help her. In any way you can," he says.

"I know," I sigh, "Just I don't know how," I say.

"Just like you were doing before.. Just calm her down, don't let her push you away.. And most of all, don't let her self harm," he says, while pulling away, "I'm really concerned about her," he says.