Just Like Glass ~ Bughead Oneshots ~

Polly?

Trigger Warning! Brief mention of Betty's self-harm.

Bettys POV

I am woken up at 4 am to my phone ringing beside me. "Hello?" I say sleepily.

I hear a woman's kind voice on the other end. "Hello, Is this Elizabeth Cooper?"

I yawn and rubs my eyes "Yes"

"Hi Elizabeth, I'm Rita from Riverdale Hospital" I sit straight up in bed,

Jughead wakes up "Betty?" He says

I press my finger to lips motioning for him to be quiet.

"I'm calling in regards to your sister, Polly Cooper. She went into labor earlier this morning and there were some complications during childbirth." Rita continues.

I gasp and put my hand up to my mouth in shock.

"Now I am sorry I had to disturb your night but I would suggest coming to the Hospital just to make sure everything is ok," Rita says.

"Um, Ok... Yea I'm coming." I say, my voice breaking.

"Ok, I'm so sorry about this, thank you for your time," Rita says and hangs up.

"Juggie?" I whimpering, He pulls me into his arms "We need to get to the Hospital"

We get in the car and rush to the hospital.

When we get there, I run up to reception "Hi, I'm looking for Polly Cooper. I'm her sister Betty"

The woman looks up at me "She's in room 113"

Me and Jughead rush to her room where we find Polly looking ghostly pale, The doctor walks into the room "Hello, I take it your Elizabeth Cooper." She says.

"Yes," I reply.

"May I talk to you outside?"

I nod quickly.

"Ok, so it's not looking too good for Polly but we're doing everything we can." The doctor continues.

"Is the baby ok?" I ask Jughead holds my hand.

"Yes, Shes fine. At the moment, She is in the nursery"

I breathe out a sigh of relief that Polly's little baby girl is ok. "May I go talk to Polly?" I ask quietly.

"Of Course." Jug and I walk back into Polly's room.

"Polls?" I say, my eyes welling up with tears and I take her hand.

Polly slowly opens her eyes "Betty. Is my baby ok?" She says slowly.

I hear the beeping of the heart monitor in the background. "Shes ok"

Polly smiles softly. "That's good..." She looks exhausted.

"Polly, I love you so much," I say.

"I love you too, Betty... Promise me something, Betty?" She says in almost a whisper.

"Anything"

"Take care of her," She says, her eyelids drooping but she opens her eyes once again.

"But Polls, your gonna be ok" I'm holding back tears to be strong for Polly.

"Just promise" She whispers.

"Of course I'll take care of her," I say.

"Ok... Good..." She breathes out with her last breath.

The heart rate monitor slows and goes flat, her hand goes limp in mine.

"Polly?" I choke out. "Polly? Polly!"