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"Help! My wife isn't breathing!"

Hey I'm back! This may contain triggering topics, so you are warned.

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Betty had always liked Jughead. However he never liked her. So of course when the news came to him that he was supposed to get married the Betty Cooper, he was not happy. He didn't really know why he didn't like her, he just didn't. Her world consists of pink sweaters and ponytails, in his mind she was perfect in the wrong way.

She took the news well. She understood why she had to get married to him. She always though about getting married to someone that she truly loved but this wasn't the case. She would probably never have kids, and he would probably never truly love her. 

The day of the marriage came by and she was actually happy. Even though this whole ordeal was arranged, it was her wedding day and she wanted to be happy. Even if this wasn't the best situation. 

He wasn't happy. He didn't believe in love. He wanted to jump around from girl to girl and he knew that if he was married he would not be able to do that. But Betty didn't have to know right? She would stay at home home all day, cooking and cleaning for him and she wouldn't have a clue.

Alice bought them a house, and right after their wedding they moved in. The house was actually nice, three bedrooms two bathrooms, and you know the essentials of every house, and as a plus it was already furnished. 

Jughead immediately called the master bedroom, leaving one of the smaller bedrooms for her. Even though Betty thought that they would at least sleep on the same bed, she'd thought the eventually he'd come around. 

But that never happened. Alice died of stage four lung cancer and Betty fell into a bad depression. And Jughead was never home to help her cope. Even when he was home all her would do was sit around and tell her to stop crying. 

It had been almost two years of them being married and he never came around, he became worse In Betty's opinion. "Hey Betty do this, get me that, clean this up, wash this for me". It was a never ending cycle and she would just deal with it because she didn't want to see him mad. Because in all honestly, she was terrified of him when he was mad. So she simply did everything he wanted. 

"Betty, my friends are coming over. I was this whole house spotless by three." 

"But, I have things to do, and I still have to write my article that's due tomorrow. Why don't you do it?" And after she said that, she immediately regretted it. 

"What did you say?! Under this roof you will listen to me, understood?"

But Betty just walked away. This wasn't fair, she was supposed to be happily married with someone who loved her, she was supposed to have a little kid running around that looked liker her or her husband. She wasn't supposed to be crying in her room far from her "husbands" because she's scared of him. 

By three o'clock she had cleaned the whole house. She had gotten really good at it too. 

"Betty! bring us chips and sauce!"

As Betty was walking towards the living room she began to feel dizzy and accidentally dropped the plate of chips, making a mess.

"Why are you so stupid Betty? Look at what you did! You're so stupid clean this up right now!" Jughead yelled at her. She did as she was told but as soon as she was done she ran to the bathroom because she had to throw up. 

"Damn I think you wife is cheating on you and she's preggos" a friend of Jughead's said and everyone laughed, along with Jughead himself. "Ew who would want something like that" Jughead added, only making Betty feel worse. For the rest of the week Betty would throw up, she'd wake up in the middle of the night and run to the bathroom, and she would too when she was doing dinner, or cleaning for him.

But things started getting worse. She would randomly fail to breathe and she started loosing a lot of hair, and she would experience horrible pain. So she decided to go see a doctor, maybe she  just had a really bad case of the cold or something like that. She didn't expect to get the news she did. "Miss Cooper, after running some tests, we've come to find out that you have stage 2 lunch cancer. Did anyone in your family have any type of cancer at all?" the doctor asked. "Um yes my mom recently died of stage four lung cancer." Betty replied. "So the best we can do know is start chemotherapy every week and see how you're doing after that, please go to the front to schedule you appointment" he said. Betty said thank you and left. 

She wasn't thinking about telling Jughead, she was just going to go on about her day and maybe one day she would die and she wouldn't have to deal with it anymore, and truth was she wanted to die. She hated doing everything for him and never doing anything for herself, she hated that he saw her as an object, she hated being treated like one too.  

For her first few rounds of chemo she was doing alright. She would always go when Jughead was at work and she still managed to get home on time to cook and clean. Betty thought that it would be this way for ever but boy was she wrong. She started getting more pain and she would randomly stop breathing, even when she was around Jughead, but she was good a hiding it. 

One day she couldn't hide it and everything went down hill.

"Betty are you listening to me? I'm hungry." 

"Yeah sorry I-" she stopped breathing. This always happened but for some reason it was taking longer to gain respiration back. 

"Betty what's going on? You think I don't notice but I've seen how you've been acting lately" Jughead asked a while after she started breathing again. 

"It's none of your business-"

He hushed her halfway, "It is my business, so tell me right now what's going on."

She looked at him before looking at the ground and starting to cry. "I have stage 2 lung cancer, Jughead. Better? Is that what you wanted to hear?" 

As soon as he was going to reply to her she fell to the ground after not being able to breathe. 

"Betty!"

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"9-1-1, what's your emergency?"

"Help! My wife isn't breathing!"

"Sir please calm down, does she have any sicknesses?"

"She has stage 2 lung cancer, please hurry up!"

"They're on their way" and they hung up. 

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"Anyone here for Elizabeth Cooper?" some doctor asked

Jughead stood up right away. 

"Sir things aren't looking good. She has now gone into a stage 3. However if she goes to chemotherapy everyday and takes her right medication, she just might be able to get through this. You can visit her now, she's in room 235"

Jughead replied with a small thank you and left to go see her.

"Betty, baby, I'm sorry. I was a complete douche to you all these years, but this today made me realize that I love you and that I need you. Please wake up"

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Hello, I'm back! It's been so long since I've written, but I was in the mood today. This is really shitty and all over the place so please excuse that, I haven't written in a long time. And I'm sorry if some of the information on this isn't correct, I've got no experience or knowledge of lung cancer and I depended on google for this. This was also sorta a remake of "I'm sorry". Should I make a part two? If so what would you like to see?