JPov.
while Betty used the toilet, I asked dad why she was so scared, he explained everything, absolutely everything, I was so close to crying, how could her own father be so fucking damn horrible. She came back, slightly paler and breathing heavy,
"Betts, are you okay, you look pale?" my dad kinda worriedly asked.
"Oh, er yeah, I'm fine, don't, don't worry" I was starting to notice she was stumbling. I also saw, what I guessed was her dad's name on the phone, I whispered to dad while she had some water "her dad called her, it says on her phone" I said.
"Oh no, he's gonna hurt her, he knows where she is" my dad started to worry now.
Bpov.
I went to toilet after holding hands with Jughead, it felt weird, like he was gonna hurt me, I didn't let anyone in, I couldn't, I was nothing, I'll always be nothing, it was what he always called me ' useless and nothing '. I was washing my hands when I got a call, I thought it was Polly, I picked up, not noticing the name. It was dad. Again. "Hello Elizabeth" his voice sent ice chills down my spine,
"Dad, p-plea-please leave me alone, haven't you hurt me enough"
"Oh no no no, Betty, you are so naïve, just you wait,"
He hung up, and I walked out, pale and weak, Jughead and FP noticed.
FP slowing started to walk towards me, putting his hand on my back, I yelped in pain, hissing at the contact to his hand on my cuts and scars.
"Betts, are you okay," i smiled small at the nickname, Jughead gave me,
"yeah, I'm okay, I'm fine"
"Then lift up your shirt" jug asked
"n-no, your gonna hurt me, just like dad did, he did that before he touched me, please, please don't!" I whimpered, slowly shrinking to the floor. He talked, until I showed him.
