J: I'm going to let Kevin talk about it. It looks quite annoying.
B: yes, lose. Thank you, Jug
J: if you need... if you need anything, whatever it is, just call me and I'll bring it to you, okay?
B: of course -smile-
He smiled back at me and left. Kevin entered instantly closing the door.
K: I'm going to try not to get upset just because there's a baby inside - he sat on the bed, out of his pocket I take Archie's letter putting it on my legs, on the ultrasound - you have a lot to explain, Cooper
Sigh and start telling you everything. How did I start all that night when he showed up in my room and how I finished the night of the dance.
B: after that we stop talking. A few days ago I knew that I was pregnant and I was totally sure that it was hers but I didn't say anything waiting for the right time... I wanted to tell her at the dance, at least it wouldn't be such a horrible memory but now - the letter points out - she left
K: wait a minute... How is it that "you were"?
B: oh Kev... I remind you that until three weeks ago Jughead was my boyfriend
K: How many possibilities are there?
B: not many... but there are
K: And when do you plan to tell Archie?
B: He left, Kevin. He left me. It's all over
K: Is that a joke, Betty? It's the baby's dad you're carrying
B: we don't know that.
K: We both know it is. Do you really think Jughead forgot to take care of himself? -open your mouth to complain- save it, I know, Cheryl's party. So then we are all going to sit down to think that it was Jughead at a party before Archie for a whole week where they forgot to take care of themselves more than once.
B: I feel like you hate me, Kevin
K: No, Betty. I try to understand why you deny the obvious. It's Archie we're talking about, it's not just anyone. I bet everything that if you call him right now telling him to cross half the country to get back to you.
B: Kevin, he left, he left me only a stupid note, he wasn't even able to talk to me in days. Maybe this is the best.
K: I can't believe what you're saying -I whisper-
B: leave the fanaticism, Keller. This is not a fairy tale, maybe we weren't going to work as much as you wanted. The closest thing to being happy now is next to Jughead who is even willing to love me after all. Just leave it
K: No, I'm not going to leave it. He deserves to know.
B: Why do you insist so much? It's over
K: I insist because I know you love him, Betty. I watch them and I know that they love each other madly. And I'm sorry, but I'm not going to stand idly by seeing how my best friend will abandon her opportunity to be happy just by settling for something "good". I'm very sorry, but I'm not going to do it.
He approached to leave a kiss on my forehead, took his coat and went out.
Sigh.
