Give me a sign

{chapter 3 ~ she's a fighter}

Fp's POV
I wake up to the sound of my phone buzzing on the bedside table. The bright screen reads "Jughead" across the top. I panic. It's 2:00 in the morning. Why the hell would he call at 2:00 in the morning. I rub my eyes and pick up the answer the phone, only to be met with Jughead speaking a mile a minute. I manage to catch bits before I ask him to slow down. Jellybean, hospital, heart, no mom, get here now. I try to ask questions, but Jughead is having none of it. I hang up the phone and get ready faster than I ever have. It's going to take me at least 20 minutes to get there from greendale. I'm here to look for a job since I was fired from Pop's. All because of that damn Hiram Lodge. I throw my heavy jacket on and fling open the door of my motel room. Just seconds later am I speeding down the road to Riverdale.

Betty POV
The low light of my phone pulls me out of my slumber. I rub sleep from my eyes and lazily reach for it. As soon as I see that the text is from Jughead, my stomach flips. My brain floods with possible bad situations that could happen at 2:00 am. I scan the texts quickly. Jellybean's in the hospital. I breathe a sigh of relief, as it's not serpent trouble as I feared. But I immediately jump into action, flicking on my light. I throw on jeans and a sweater and pull my hair into a tight ponytail. As much as my mom won't be happy that I left at 2:00 am, she'll understand. I have to be there for Jughead like he's been there for me. And Jellybean. Little Jellybean who I used to babysit and play games with all the time before she left. I take a deep breath and quietly turn off my bedroom light. I tiptoe down the stairs and head out the door. I just barley got my license and I'm still a little shaky driving at night. But that doesn't matter. Nothings going to matter until I pull into Riverdale Hospital.

Jughead's POV
I don't remember nodding off, but I it's clear that I did when I see I haven't gotten any of the paper work done. I glance at the large red digital clock on the wall. It's only been 9 minutes since we arrived. My heart falls as I suddenly remember why I'm here. I feel guilty instantaneously. I fell asleep while Jellybean is somewhere in this hospital in the worst pain. Damnit, damnit, damnit. I can't believe I fell asleep. I feel like beating myself up. I wish I could switch places with her. So she could be her happy, creative, energetic, smart, strong, beautiful self again. The combination of the daunting paperwork and my emotional thoughts becomes overwhelming. Tears drip down my cheeks, dotting the papers just as before. I just want Betty and my Dad to get here. I check the clock again and put my head in my hands. As if on cue, I feel a hand touch my shoulder.
"Jug." A voice whispers. It's Betty. My beautiful Betty. "Jug, I came as fast as I could and I just-." I cut her off by standing and pulling her in for a hug. My tears drip onto her soft blonde hair and I hear her sniffle into my shirt. We pull apart and she pecks me on the cheek. I lead her over to the seat next to mine. We both sit in silence for a moment. Betty grabs my hand and we intertwine fingers. I find it comforting, but the hospitals sad tone overpowers it. Betty inhales quietly and rests her head on my shoulder. I can tell she wants to know more about what happened, but she doesn't want to push me. That's why I love her. I decide to speak up. "Jellybean just showed up at the door." I say horsely.
"Oh." Betty says quietly. I tell her what happened, and after I'm done, she puts her hand on my cheek. "Jellybean is going to be ok. She's a fighter." I smile softly and kiss Betty on the forehead. "I hope so." I whisper back. "Jughead! Where are you boy?!" Someone calls. I stand up and look around. My eyes rest on my dad whose standing by the entrance. He looks like he's been crying and is wringing his leather gloves in his hands. Betty and I go over to him. "Dad." I say. "Thank god your here, there's so much paper work and I can't figure out -." He puts his and on my shoulder and cuts me off. "Slow down and tell me what's happening." He says. I take a shaky breath and begin. "Jellybean showed up at the door and she was in pain, and she didn't have her aids, and everything happened so fast." I say. My dad thinks for a moment. "I'm calling your mother." He says, and begins to reach for his phone. "NO!" I yell. He looks at me with wide eyes. "Just...don't call mom yet. What- what if Jellybean came here to get away from mom. What if somethings happened in Toledo." I whisper. "Alright, we'll wait." He says. We all go sit down and my dad helps me with the paperwork. My eyes flick from the hallway, to the clock, to Betty, over and over. I'm just waiting for someone to come out and tell us that Jellybeans ok. I'm waiting for Betty to wake me up and tell me it was all a dream. My dad turns in the paperwork and begs the nurse for information on his daughter. I want to run down the hallway and find Jellybean. But that's not how the waiting game works.

Betty's POV
I hate seeing Jughead like this. He won't sit still. He jumps out of his seat every time a nurse or doctor comes down the hallway. I try to hold his hand, but it doesn't seem to do anything or his anxiety. I look around the waiting room. Everyone doing the same thing. Waiting. It reminds of when Jughead was in the hospital after the riots. I was so nervous that I couldn't even stay seated. I look over at Jughead again. He glances at the hallway again and grits his teeth when he doesn't see anyone. I turn his head toward mine and he seems to calm down a bit. "Juggy, do you remember when you told me that I was what was holding my family together?" I whisper. He nods softly, a tear rolling down his cheek. "I'm going to tell you that you are what is holding this situation together. You acted so quickly for Jellybean. You have to keep doing that now. Be there for Jellybean. She won't give up if you don't give up." I say. "I love you Betty Cooper." He says. I stroke his cheek with my thumb, wiping away his tears. I put my head on his shoulder and we continue to wait. Four minutes tick by. It feel like an eternity. My eyelids feel heavy and I begin to nod off. Jughead softly taps my shoulder. There's a women dressed in scrubs looking at Jughead. Jughead taps Fp, who stands up. "I need to speak with the Jones family immediately" she says.

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Hello everyone! I want to apologize for how long it took me to update this, especially since this chapter isn't very exciting. I'm going to do my best to update at least once a week but that may be tricky because I'm a sophomore in high school and things get busy. Also, if you're on the lookout for more books centering around Jellybean and some awesome og characters, go check out allthingsriverdale story "Jellybean Jones" and 8lavender8 story "Greendale girl." Anyways, I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter and is having a great day!
~ Quinn