Last chance chapter 4 – two weeks
I lay in my room Curtin's drawn the same way they have been for two weeks now. Ever since my fight with Archie. Two weeks may not seem like a particularly long time to go without speaking to someone but it's the longest Archie and I have ever gone without talking. The closest we ever got to two weeks was the 4 days we didn't speak when we were 10. My cold shoulder was perfectly justified, when we were 10 that is. Archie had accused me of having cooties and although I was aware it was a completely imaginary disease I was extremely insulted that Archie would even suggest I could be infected my something so horrible. I was more than willing to go forever without speaking to him, until he showed up at my front door asking if he could walk me to school. This is a move Archie has continued until this day using the Ten-minute walk to school to beg for forgiveness. But I don't think that will be happening this time, the hurt is to great on both sides to be fixed by a walk to school or potentially at all. I gain the strength to get out of bed and get ready for the school day. I have been walking to school twenty minutes earlier than usually to avoid Archie. I look at my list of things to do today and feel as if I am missing something. The 15th I stand there for 5 minutes trying to figure out what I was meant to be doing and that's when I realise it. I feel as though my heart has stopped, fear is consuming every inch of my being, I feel as though my body has forgotten have to complete the most basic of functions as I struggle to breathe. It wasn't something I was meant to do by the 15th it was something I was meant to get. Staring at the calendar unable to catch my breath I realise my period is now 2 days late. I walk over to my bed and begin to cry, unsure of what else I can really do in a moment like this, and just has I think things can't get any worse that's when I realise. The entire month prior two this I had been so busy working on Archie's case that me and Jughead had next to no time to spend together, or at least not the kind of time together that could lead to a baby. Meaning that the only way I could be pregnant is if it happened the night Archie and I spent together 2 weeks ago. I pull myself together, get dressed and ready myself to break the two-week silence between myself and Archie. As I stand at Archie's front door I remember how I felt standing here two weeks ago, thinking how I had never been so scared to see Archie in my life. I can't help but laugh, wishing I could feel as good as I did then. Before I get a chance to knock Archie opens the door, almost bowling me over clearly not expecting to see me standing there. "Betty? What are you doing here" the tone of his voice breaks my heart all over again, it is the worst possible combination of anger and hurt. I take back what I said 10 seconds ago this is the worst I have ever felt. "Do you have a second to talk Arch?" I say holding back tear. I watch has he examines my face before replied "nope" I'm taken back by his answer I have never seen him interact with my so cold "I really need to walk to you, it's important" I say desperately "sorry Betty, but it's always about me and right now I don't have time for this" I feel as though my heart has broken into a million pieces as I hear my words used against me "ok" is all I can get out before the tears begin to fall from my eyes, I turn quickly not wanting Archie to see the effect his words have had on me and run into my house.