Jughead's POV:
I ran to the guys motorcycles and got on the back of their motorcycle. "Where are we going?" I shouted over the motorcycles engines.
"To the hospital!" they yelled over and I sighed. I sat back and held on. "We're good friends of Fp, he's told us a lot about you." the man that I was riding with said.
"What's your name?" I asked him.
"Sweet Pea. And over there," he tilts his head to the side to the other motorcycle, "That's Fangs."
I nodded and ran my fingers through my hair. I was really worried about my dad.
We pulled up to the hospital a couple minutes later and ran inside.
"Forsythe? Where is he?" I asked frantically to the front desk.
"In surgery, he has a pretty deep gun shot wound. We will update you when something happens." She replied and I nodded.
I walked into the waiting room, "You didn't think to tell me that he was shot!" I yelled.
"We didn't want to make you upset, Jughead. Your dad told us to not tell you and to protect you." Sweet Pea explained.
I nodded and sat down with my beanie in my hand. They sat down beside me, "How old are you guys?" I asked them.
"I'm 17, so is Sweet Pea." Fangs replied. I was shocked, "And your serpents?" I asked, "Isn't that illegal?"
"Nope." he replied popping the "p".
"Oh that's what my dad always told me." I shrugged.
"Your old man was probably trying to tell you everything to not make you join." He said.
"Probably, but I don't want to join you guys anyways." I whispered.
It was a long time waiting there. Morning turned to the afternoon. The afternoon turned to night time. We sat there waiting. Waiting for new news. Waiting for something to happen.
I didn't eat all day. I was too busy thinking about everything my dad is keeping from me. I didn't know what to expect from all of this. I was in a daze, and a nurse approached me.
"Forsythe is ready." she replied sweetly. I immediately jumped out of my seat and followed her down the hall. She led me to his room and closed the door behind us.
I slowly walked in, finally seeing my dads body. He was awake, and had a breathing tube on.
"Hey dad..." I said shakily while walking over. He opened his eyes and smiles slightly.
"I know you can't talk right now," I chuckled a little bit, "But, I'm here for you dad. I'm not leaving your side. I don't know who did this to you. I hope you feel better soon." I said softly grabbing his hand.
I held his hand for a while and my started to ring. I jumped and let go of my dads hand and pulled out my phone.
"Betty?" I answered, "Is everything okay?" I asked her.
"Polly. My sister. Is here. I don't know what to do. I haven't seen her in forever." she replied.
a/n:
sorry for a short chapter! i'll be updating more, but i have to study for spanish. hope you enjoyed this chapter! can't wait for riverdale tonight... i'm honestly scared... oops.
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Random*DISCONTINUED* Betty Cooper and Jughead Jones don't have an easy life. They used to be best friends, but they split apart after an accident. Will they ever become friends again? This story is somewhat like Riverdale. But, a lot of it is my ideas...
