Chapter 12: Cold Feet

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Jughead jolted awake to the sounds coming from his heart monitor. Other than the relentless beeps and boops of the machines, everything was quiet. Everything was still. It must be nighttime. How long had it been? How many days had he been in here? He scanned the room. No one was with him but Archie and he was hunched over, sleeping.

Good. He had to find Betty.

Jughead carefully climbed out of the bed. Not realizing how long he had actually been bedridden, he feel back. He heard Archie stirring as a result. He first made sure Archie was still asleep. Then, and despite the room spinning, he tiptoed out of his room. Luckily, the door was already cracked open. He drug his bare feet down the dark hallway. After walking for a couple of long moments, he spotted a corridor. On the wall above the doors were big, black letters that read:

ICU

JUGHEAD POV:
"What are you doing?" A soft hand grabbed my shoulder and pulled it back.

I whipped around and ripped the hand off of me. Then I put the puzzle pieces together and realized it was Ronnie. You couldn't see anything in this lighting, or lack there of.

"Oh," I apologized, "sorry, Ronnie."

She persisted, "You didn't answer my question."

I caved in, "what do you think I'm doing, Veronica? Please, don't tell-"

"I'm coming too," she stated coldly, "I miss my friend."

"Together, then"

"Together."

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