one-shots || bughead + sprousehart

"take deep breaths love, just follow mine." - bughead

disclaimer!!
I don't know anything much about cerebral palsy and I'm not familiar with what it's like to have, I just made my own version of how the disease looks like in my eyes.

My name is Betty Cooper, and I live with a severe condition of celebral palsy. Celebral palsy is a condition in which your muscles don't work as they should from a broken function in your brain.

For me it's very severe, my left arm is paralysed, other muscles make spastic movement whenever I don't want to and often I struggle to speak as well. Many moments of the day I'm exhausted of all of it, and I can't keep in a full day at school.

I wouldn't call my condition a disease, but it has definitely taken a negative turn on my entire life. The only good thing in my life are my friends and boyfriend.

My mom had kinda let my to my fate and abandoned me, which is why I live most of the time with my boyfriend, Jughead Jones.

I woke up on a Monday morning, cradled into Jughead's muscled body. I felt my leg kick unwillingly against Jughead which caused him to wake up.

"Sorry." I guiltely whispered when his eyes met mine. He gave me a reassuring smile.

"Don't be, it's not your fault." He said, sitting us straight. "We gotta get ready for school." He pressed a lingering kiss onto my lips before hopping of the bed.

I stared at him for a while as he dressed up in his S t-shirt and black jeans. "Come on baby." He encouraged me and pulled me off the bed.

Jughead always helped me while dressing up, since putting on clothes with one arm was pretty impossible.

He pulled the pyjama shirt over my head and replaced it with a pastel pink sweater. Carefully he removed my joggers and put some blue jeans on me.

"Thank you." I said softly and went to give him a warm embrace. He gladly took me in his arms and held me to his chest.

A silent tear ran down my cheek and ended on his shirt. He noticed it and tilted my out of his warmth. "Don't cry love." The words rolled soothingly over his lips.

My right arm started making sudden movements, almost hitting Jughead. I continued to cry until the movements stopped. Jughead just looked at me with those emerald green eyes, as if he was looking into my soul.

Slowly the movements stopped and I threw myself in his arms, sobbing in the deepest part of his chest.

"I can't say that it will be okay, because I know it won't. I can only say that I'm here for everything, every step, every breath and every movement." His words calmed down every cell in my body. I moved away from his chest and packed up my stuff in my bag.

I already felt the tiredness take over my body, but decided not to give in on it and just go to school with Jughead. My leg kept on stubbornly moving as I sat in the car and Jughead drove us to school.

He had sweetly placed his hand on my thigh, which controlled the movements only slightly, yet didn't help enough to make it stop.

When we finally came on school property, we stayed in the car for a while until my leg calmed. "You ready?" His voice was assuring and soft. I nodded and he led me out of the car.

The second we entered the school, Veronica and Archie came towards us. Veronica gave me an embrace as she was close enough.

"How are you doing girl?" I wanted to answer but my mind didn't seem to produce normalnwords.

"I-I.. I.. u-uhh.." I stuttered the words over my lips while my hands started to shake heavily. Veronica noticed iit and nudged to Jughead to help me.