[ Once upon a time the thought of their breakup might have brought her some selfish feeling of relief but the truth is that Betty has felt quite earnestly sad for the both of them. It certainly hasn't been easy watching the slow decline of Archie and Veronica from lovers back into some manageable semblance of friendship after everything that had transpired between their two families. Of course nothing has been proven quite yet but even just the suspicion of it had been enough to cause a strain. Not that Archie really blames Veronica for anything her father might have done. But Betty imagines that in either one of their shoes it might be difficult nevertheless to look at each other in the eyes and really sit comfortably with that knowledge -- at least right now when things are so fresh, relatively speaking. (It's been months since the actual incident but Betty knows that Archie still wakes up in the middle of the night screaming bloody murder).
It somehow doesn't surprise her that Veronica is approaching this in her usual, even-keeled way. Betty's normally the one to always be thinking several steps ahead -- a practical necessity when you grow up with a mom like Alice Cooper who watches your every move like a hawk -- so she can appreciate the honest if unneeded warning. ]
I know. [ Betty shakes her head slightly. ] V... You could never be 'just a game' to me. [ She says sincerely, her pupils blown wide in the low light. No matter what else, at least that much is clear to her. ]
Good. [A beat, and then an added statement of sincerity:] I don't think I could handle that. After everything ... [Veronica's voice trails off. That's another way that she and Betty are different. Part of Veronica's grace in the world comes with a strange comfort of being willing to speak her mind, and speak how she feels. She knows that it's never as easy for Betty. While Veronica wears everything externally, Betty has learned to conceal it all, to keep it all inside. It's necessary to survive her family. And it's necessary to survive this town.
Her hand moves up, fingers drifting over Betty's cheek. She breathes out, eyes searching Betty's for a moment longer.]
Perhaps we should've known that it'd always come back to us. [Her eyebrows raise with a hint of mischief. At the end of the day, Veronica isn't about to face something like this without diving in headfirst. Besides, she sees no point in not enjoying this, and enjoying her time with Betty Cooper. She cares deeply for her friend, possibly more than anyone else in this town (sans Archie and her mom—though obviously the latter is a whole different thing altogether than ... this).]
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It somehow doesn't surprise her that Veronica is approaching this in her usual, even-keeled way. Betty's normally the one to always be thinking several steps ahead -- a practical necessity when you grow up with a mom like Alice Cooper who watches your every move like a hawk -- so she can appreciate the honest if unneeded warning. ]
I know. [ Betty shakes her head slightly. ] V... You could never be 'just a game' to me. [ She says sincerely, her pupils blown wide in the low light. No matter what else, at least that much is clear to her. ]
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Her hand moves up, fingers drifting over Betty's cheek. She breathes out, eyes searching Betty's for a moment longer.]
Perhaps we should've known that it'd always come back to us. [Her eyebrows raise with a hint of mischief. At the end of the day, Veronica isn't about to face something like this without diving in headfirst. Besides, she sees no point in not enjoying this, and enjoying her time with Betty Cooper. She cares deeply for her friend, possibly more than anyone else in this town (sans Archie and her mom—though obviously the latter is a whole different thing altogether than ... this).]
So, shall we?