Sickness And In Love

Let Me In

JUGHEAD POV

Darkness. Loneliness. Fear. It's what I felt everyday until her, Betty Cooper. Her being my personal hemorrhoid, but a delightful person to be around...I'd never want her to leave. She's absolutely everything to me, my whole world is in this hospital and she's the center...but my lungs are always gonna be in the way of being with her. That morning, my lungs were failing. My lungs have always looked different. Not the clear, big, pink ones you have. Mine are all dark grey, very small, and are damaged. I laid there that morning after they put me in surgery to help fight out a sudden large infection that could've killed me. I also had an asthma attack and that could've killed me too because I didn't get to it in time. But I'm ok now...not really. I have my disease filled lungs, my medications and treatments, and Betty.

I laid there in m room covered in blankets and I was on life support. It was just for a little while because of the surgery. I was asleep...yet I heard everything around me. I was listening to my parents talk to Dr. Yang.

"Jughead's lungs have only gotten worse. He's been at Stage 2 Emphysema for 4-years. Which is a relief, But Jughead isn't there anymore. He has Stage 3 Emphysema."

"Is there anything we can do, Dr. Yang? Anything to save our son?" Mom asked.

"The only things right now are for him to keep doing what he's doing. You're going to notice differences in Jughead's physical features and his emotions. He's going to started being more paranoid and start being a little angrier. My job is to help keep your son alive, and I will."

"We all know that one day...it'll happen. We're going to have to say goodbye to my boy...our handsome little boy." I heard mom sob. I slept for a few more hours until I woke up. I had permission to remove my mask and I got up. I was in a hospital gown and for now on, I must take a nap everyday. I weakly walked to Betty's room. I needed to see her. I knocked on the door and she didn't bother to open it.

"Who is it?"

"It's Jughead."

"Jughead...it's all my fault. I should've gone to your room earlier and I didn't!"

"No, it's not! Everything was just so sudden. Betts, can you please open the door?"

"Juggie, I can't be the reason something bad happens to you."

"Stay with me, Betty Cooper."

"I can't, and I'm sorry. I need you to know that I care about you and that for now on, Nurse Jolene will take better care of you."

"Don't do that, don't give up on us!" I yelled.

"I'm just gonna live the rest of my days where I can't hurt you, in here."

"Please, talk to me. It wasn't your fault so don't feel guilty. We're going to keep looking for those dang lungs and replace mine. Don't give up on, not yet." I said. Her door opened and she hugged me. I hugged her back and it was nice to feel her embrace and I never wanted to let her go.