"Jug...wake up," I shake him, my mind hazy. It was all happening so fast, My stomach and thighs in pain as I tried to steady myself.
"Huh," he groggily asks, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Noticing as I grasp my 9 month pregnant belly.
"It's coming..come on get up," I try my best to not yell. Sliding slowly off the bed to slip on some shoes and a coat.
"Where are the keys," he paces around the room, his voice still husky from sleep.
"Found them, come on," he holds me by the waist, ushering me out of our room and down the hall.
The drive is short, as he speed down the silent streets of Riverdale. His hand grasping my thigh, trying his best to sooth me.
"It's all right betts..we're almost there," his eyes dash back and forth between me and the road. I nod my head frantically, trying my best to even my breathing.
When we make it into the quiet halls of the hospital Jughead ushers me over to the counter, frantically telling the nurses that I'm in labor as they wheel me into the delivery room.
This was all happening so fast, my heart beating 100 miles a minute as my head became foggy. Jughead was with me, comforting me with sweet words of affection and encouragement. But I couldn't think, the pain out did itself.
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The bright lights of the hospital room was all I could see as I pushed and pushed.
"One more.." the nurse kept encouraging, but I swear it was ten more pushes before I gave birth.
"You're doing great honey," Jughead's hand grasped mine, everything mixed together. The noises the actions. It was overbearing.
But then the small cry of our baby sounded in the room, and the pain was gone. My world lit up from that one sound and my eyes finally left the ceiling.
There she was, her eyes squeezed shut and face scrunched up. Her small hands, and feet wiggling as she continued to cry.
"You did great betts," Jughead leaned down to press his lips to my forehead. My eyes finally moving over to him. My smile widening as I took in this beautiful moment.
"I did it," I whispered, seeing as he nodded his head in agreement.
Our baby was soon on my chest. Her skin pressing into mine as she finally opened her eyes. Blue...the amazing, mysterious color of her fathers.
"What's her name," The nurse asks, smiling down at the three of us.
"Bella...Jughead says, his eyes meeting mine as he nods his head. We had been arguing over baby names for months, and he finally gave into mine.
"Really," my eyes wide with excitement.
"Yea...it's a beautiful name just like her...it matches perfectly," he leans down, his fingers wrapping around hers. His eyes full of tears as he looks down at our daughter.
"Bella Jones....," I smile, my tears of pain and happiness mixing together as I try and remember every detail about this experience.
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FanfictionThe story of Betty Cooper and Jughead Jones. People say opposites attract, but is that always the case.