A.N Hey, so here is chapter 3, it's set the day after the last chapter. Hope you enjoy! xx
Betty slowly started to regain consciousness and was greeted with an instant migraine. She could hear two people, deep in conversation nearby and decided that she didn't want them to know she was awake just yet. She tried to listen in on the conversation and figure out who it was.
"I can't believe you thought that drugging and kidnapping her was the best option, you imbecile."
"She was this close to finding out everything and you know that."
"Right, but you could have just threatened her or something!"
"Are you serious!? This is the girl who took down like three murderers we're talking about and you think she'll be scared of some petty little threat?"
"Wait, shut up a sec."
Betty heard footsteps getting closer and then...
"We know you're awake, Ponytail, you really think you can fool us?"
Betty opened her eyes and was unsurprised to see the faces of none other than Donna and Brett. She looked around the room, realising this was this same room that Brett was keeping his 'confession' tapes. She then looked down to see that she was tied to a chair with duct tape.
Donna could practically see the wheels turning in Betty's mind as she thought of a way out and smirked.
"Don't even try escaping, you're outnumbered.
Betty tried to speak but then realised that her mouth was also taped shut. Donna took pleasure in ripping the tape off of Betty's mouth.
"Go to hell Donna" Betty spat "I'd advise that you let me go before Jughead realises what you two are really up to brings the cops here to haul your asses to jail."
Betty received a hard slap from Brett, knocking the wind out of her.
"And i'd advise you watch your tone, bitch" Donna seethed.
"Just fuck off, Donna".
Brett grabbed Betty by the shoulders and dug his fingers in. "You're going to shut up now, Elizabeth" he growled. His eyes narrowed and darkened "Me and Donna have much more important things to do than keep you quiet all day".
"Why would i need to be quiet?" Betty asked "are there people who could hear?".
Brett and Donna shared a worried look that confirmed Betty's question.
Betty started screaming. Loudly. Only stopping to take a breath. Brett and Donna were panicking, trying everything to shut her up. Brett slapped her over and over while Donna shouted threats. Eventually, Betty was forced to stop when Brett delivered a harsh blow to her stomach causing her to lean forwards, taking in gulps of air after being winded.
"I don't think we can leave her alone if she is awake" Donna stated, picking up a syringe.
Brett held a panicked, struggling Betty down as Donna inserted the syringe into her shoulder.
"You won't get away with this" Betty whispered.
Donna leaned down so that she was eye-level with Betty. "Oh honey, we already have".
And for the second time, Betty's world went dark.