Opportunities ~Bughead/ Swetty

Chapter 39

Chapter 39
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Betty POV:

He raised a gun from the side of him and aimed it straight at me. He didn't even take a second to make sure he was pointing at the right angle. He showed no sign of remorse. He looked completely comfortable, even having a little smirk on his face. He felt comfortable trying to killing me.

I was looking death straight in the eyes. I felt sick to my stomach. This is how I die, because of an ex who I wouldn't sleep with.

The bullet came shooting towards me. The sound of the bang made my heart rate spike. My breathing become fast and I thought I was about to faint. When Sweet Pea did the most unexpected thing. He pushed me out of the way and took the bullet for me. The bullet hit him in the left side of his chest. He fell to the ground. His eyes slowly closing, you could see the life being drained out of him.

Tears were streaming down my face and I dropped to the ground. This can't be happening. Some of the other Serpents must have heard the echoing gunshot as they rushed outside to see the horrific scene. Not one of them were expecting this, no one was expecting their leader to shoot one of his own. I saw Joaquin and Kevin walk out together. They looked happy, until they saw what I had witnessed. They looked at me and Sweet Pea, Joaquin broke down into Kevin's chest.

The next half an hour was a blur to me. My emotions were all over the place. I'm pretty sure the only thing that actually knew what to do were my legs, my brain was speechless. I can't remember how I got to the hospital or how I was sat in the waiting room crying my eyes out onto Dylan's chest. Everything was moving so fast but felt so slow. It felt like even breathing was a struggle. Being without Sweet Pea was hard.

A bunch of us had been in the waiting room, waiting for any sort of news, anything that would tell me that he would be okay. Something that would tell me that the love of my life would be ok. I needed anything to reassure me. Anything.

He was rushed into emergency surgery and we never heard anything else. No updates, no news, no nothing.

My heart was pounding. I just saw him get shot. Why him? Why did Jughead had to shoot?

Dylan was rubbing gentle circles on my back trying to calm me down. He was trying his best but I was a mess that no one could fix, apart from Sweet Pea. I need my baby. I have been crying non stop for about 5 hours now.

If Sweet Pea was here with me now he would tell me to stop crying because I'm to pretty to cry.

I remember just as everyone was crowding around us at the Wyrm I looked up to Jughead, he had a smirk that could scare a fully grown man. How could someone be so sick? He tried to kill me.

Sweet Pea shouldn't of done what he did for me. He doesn't deserve this. I don't deserve him.

It was around 3 in morning and everyone had fallen asleep apart from Fp and I. Dylan's head was resting on my shoulder. Kevin was sitting in Joaquin's lap in a cuddling position and the rest of the Serpents who had stayed the night were sat in their chairs.

So many things were running through my mind, what if he doesn't make it? What if he is permanently hurt? All because of me.

I was drawn out of my thoughts when Fp approached me.

The sound of his voice was soft and calming unlike usual which was dominant and rough, something he's known for throughout the Serpents.

Fp: lets go outside. He says to me in a whisper, trying not to wake up the people surrounding me.

I wiggle my out from Dylan, making sure I wouldn't wake him up.

I walk outside and the cold air hits me. My breathing went back to a normal pace and my heart rate lowered. The stress of not knowing if he'll be ok is killing me. I need him to be ok, I couldn't live without him.