serpent juliet


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01/16/2023 02:22 PM 

Guilty.

serpent juliet ♔ betty cooper

Guilty.
Another day I can't get out of bed Another staring contest with the ceiling It's funny how I'm so f***ing depressed Even with the best view of the city

Even if I said I'm fine No, the polygraph don't lie 'Cause if being sad's a crime
"Doctor diagnosed me as a mess."
His hands had a firm hold on her upper arms, and the fabric of her oversized cardigan was bunched between his fingers as he clung to her and refused to let go of her no matter what. Her layers were thin, and the only clothing she had was an outmoded modest dress made of gray starched oxford cloth with a pressed collar that reached well past her knees. The sweater she'd thrown on as a makeshift jacket was the only thing that was protecting her from the cold. Her blond hair was muted despite the darkness of the forest that was all around them, and her trademark ponytail had been replaced by a loose single plait braid at the base of her neck. Messy tangled strands had fallen loose as a result of the effort she had been exerting to get away from the forest. She had no resemblance to Betty Cooper, but the nuns had done everything in their power to ensure that she did over the course of the past few weeks, putting her to work or forcing her to spend hours at a time in the gardens for silent reflection or in the chapel as penance for the supposed sins she had committed.

It had provided her with time to reflect, as well as time to carry out their plan. First, it had been a matter of finding a phone to call Jughead and let him know that she was okay, where she was despite the lies that her mother had been spreading all over Riverdale regarding her whereabouts, and finally, it had been a matter of figuring out how they were going to get out of there together. Betty's only real resource was time, so she had no choice but to practice her patience and hold on to the hope that she might one day be free, even though she knew that Jughead would spare no effort in his efforts to free her from the outside. When Polly had been practically imprisoned with her unborn children when her parents first sent her away, she only wished she had known about the tunnel network that ran beneath the building because it had been there for decades and she only wished she had known about it then. The caked dirt and rust from the old pipes that Betty had used to guide herself through the dimly lit corridors were now smeared all over her clothes and cheeks; this was how she had managed to get out of the building. It was all leading up to a small door somewhere in Fox Forest, but they had already laid out the plan, and he had promised her that he would be waiting for her when she emerged from the door on the other side.

Betty had half stumbled through the thicket of branches to get to him, and the strength of his arms catching her as much as he was drawing her into him was drawing her into him. His words came in a rush as soon as he was able to crush her against his chest, face pressed into the side of her head with a protective ferocity.

Betty had the sensation that time was moving too slowly and that she was moving backward ten steps for some reason. It took her a moment to come to from the shock of him grabbing hold of her and realize that this was all real as his arms wound themselves around her so tightly that it almost made it difficult for her to breathe. This happened as she was coming to from the shock of him grabbing hold of her. She had been left completely deprived of human contact the entire time she had been locked away, so she had been wishing for her freedom, their reunion, and most of all the feeling of him holding her. This had caused her to spend many sleepless nights wishing for these things.

It was enough to send her body into initial shock, and she looked to him in bewildered confusion for a moment as he once again held her out at arm's length as if to get a good look at her and make sure she wasn't hurt. Her eyes glazed over as she looked to him. She could see the movement of his lips, which led her to believe that he was speaking to her and asking her questions. Additionally, Betty had a hazy awareness that Archie was somewhere nearby serving as a lookout, but she had no idea where he was. She was uncertain as to whether or not she had ever been in that section of the forest, as she was unaware that there was a door in this area and had no clue as to where it led. Her thoughts were racing, and she was preoccupied with unimportant particulars while at the same time trying to catch up with what was really going on around her. Her mind was reeling. She threw herself against him with her arms wrapped so tightly around his neck that she wasn't entirely sure if it was her turn to make it difficult for him to breathe but neither of them cared. Suddenly, clarity appeared on her features, as if she were really seeing Jughead for the first time as the haze was lifted from over her head and eyes sparked to life. It was as if she was really seeing Jughead for the first time as the haze was lifted from over her head "You could never lose me Jug…"
I told him that he kind of hurt my feelings,

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