chapter four _ home again

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Betty's POV
It was a weird week; Jughead hadn't came to school since we broke up, Veronica and Archie were behaving weird and I felt like they were hiding something from me.  I was missing the time that four of us went to pops and talked about teenage stuff. I was missing Jughead so much and I was also worried about him. Was he ok ?
I spent the whole week alone but I couldn't do that anymore. That day during lunch time I asked Ronnie to meet me after school because I really needed someone to talk to her. We went to her house, did our homework and then started talking. I said " I'm not feeling well Ronnie "
"What happened babe?" She asked
"Ronnie, don't you wanna be my friend anymore?"
" why would you say such a thing?"
"I think you and Archie are trying to abandon me. Did I do something wrong? Are you doing this because of what I did to Jug?"
" wait, what did you do to Jug?"
"We__ we just broke up last week and after that he didn't appear anymore "
" OMG, I hope he's fine, and Betty, we've had a really busy week and that's why we couldn't spend time together "
Then she gave me a hug and after two hours of talking and watching TV ,I  came back home. What Veronica said ,made me feel better but deep down in my heart, I knew there was something wrong and they were hiding that from me.

Jughead's POV
I always regret about what I did; I mean when my doctor said I can go home sooner, I just accepted and didn't think about the consequences. They organized organized two surgeries per day in that case I could go home after three days. I used to think positive first but after the two first surgeries, all I could think about was the getting rid of that fatal pain. My stitches were hurting so much and I begged doctors and nurses to give me painkillers but they couldn't give me more than a specific dose. The only way I could drain my pain was shouting, screaming and crying even though I didn't have to in the hospital but even doctors knew there's nothing to do for me. Thank God I had Archie, Veronica and my family by my side;they stayed with me the whole time didn't leave me alone for a second with a lot of patience. Although I was paralyzed, my brain was still working and Archie was still asking me to help him with his homework. I knew it wasn't working but they were just trying their best to make me feel better and forget about what happened to me. It was the last day of my hospital stay and doctors were telling dad and JB how to take care of me and how should I take my meds and... .I also have to visit a therapist every week because my dad used to believe that a paralyzed suicidal teen needs someone to talk to. I didn't want to kill myself because I had no one to talk to, on the contrary I had many people around me and most of them were good listeners but neither of them were able to understand me.
Anyway, after a hard time of pain and struggling with nurses, I was coming home to continue the rest of my suffering. At least I knew my dad was way better than hospital nurses and my own bed was also better than hospital beds . I could watch TV all day and no one would say a thing but on the other hand I wouldn't be able to touch my laptop keys and work on my novel anymore; I couldn't even go to sleep. Remembering the things I couldn't do caused me panic attacks but I was sure I didn't have to suffer for a long time.

Archie's POV
Jughead was coming home and we had to prepare the house for him. The night before he came home FP,doctor Smith and I went to their house to put some equipments in there. We had to make sure he's going to rest in a comfortable place so FP spent a lot of money to buy him a kind of smart couch that would change into a bed when he says " down". Fortunately the insurance paid for all of his treatments and meds; in that case FP would spend more money for his son's comfort. He bought a smart wheelchair too because he didn't want his son to get bored of staying home all the time . The next day we all stayed home to greet Jughead when he comes home, actually we didn't go to hospital to bring him because he was still vulnerable and it was too soon for him to sit on a car. So we stayed home and an ambulance brought him. They set him on the couch and hooked up things to him. He looked really broken and I could see tear drops falling down from his eyes. I have known Jughead since we were born and in all of that 18 years of our friendship I've never seen him like that and it makes sense. Once he was the serpent king and then he became the lying depressed boy. My dad and FP both went to work and JB went to school; it was only Veronica, Jughead and me. We were supposed to go to school but we couldn't leave him alone. He needed to take his medicines and we also couldn't ignore the fact that everything might happen to him like seizure,panic attack or shortness of breath. Everything was possible and we weren't able to take care of him every day, I mean we could miss one day of school but we couldn't do that for a long time. He really needed a nurse but he used to refuse the idea of having one all the time.
It was 8 AM. Jughead was begging us to go to school and we weren't even listening. I gave him some sleeping pills so he could sleep for hours. We were watching him all the time until we felt hungry and went for a break. We went upstairs to eat lunch because we couldn't eat in front of Jug. He had problem swallowing things and he had to use a feeding tube, so we didn't want to make him feel sad by eating something in front of him. We both sat on his bed to eat our lunch but after minutes we heard him yelling our names. I ran downstairs to see if he's ok or not. " what's up Jug? Are you ok?" I said in a scared tone. He looked at me disappointed and said " I'm thirsty ". I brought a syringe and filled that with water. I took a look at the description and said " sorry dude it's my first time working with a tube. I'm just trying my best but sorry if it hurts " he showed me an angry face and said "Archie!I said I'm thirsty. I didn't tell you to give me the water by a tube "
" but Jughead you can't swallow water. What if I give you the water and then you choke?"
He didn't say a thing but after few seconds, he started crying again ( his damn situation had made him quite sensitive ) . I tried to hug him but he didn't let me. He said "Do you know how I'm feeling right now? Can you even imagine the pain I am in? I haven't eaten or drank anything since that night and now I'm just asking you to do me a small favor. Is it that much hard to understand?"
" maybe we can his doctor if there's a way or not " Veronica said. Then  I grabbed my phone and dialled doctor Smith's number; the man answered " Hello it's doctor Smith . How can I help you?"
"Hi it's Archie, Jughead's friend. I hope you remember me "
"Oh of course I do. How is Jughead doing ? Any problem?"
"Actually he's really thirsty and I was wondering if there's a way I can give him some water or not "
"It's easy son, just use the feeding tube "
" I did but he's thirsty and he needs to drink water "
"Ok , listen carefully. Make him sit and  give him the water little by little, use a syringe and make sure he swallows each drop. If he was choking hit him on the back. Did you get it?"
" yeah thank you doctor. Bye "
I came back to Jug ,he couldn't talk anymore because suddenly he became so weak and I could still see those tears falling down. I tried to make him sit and stared giving him some water . He said " thank you Arch" and then he fell asleep.
It was about 4 PM when FP and JB  arrived. We went to have a little conversation. FP had a sip of his coffee and said "How was your day?"
" to be honest, it was hard "
" I know but don't tell him. It was just a normal day of his life " he sighed
" Mr. Jones ,I think you are aware that we can't do it every day, I mean we both have to go to school and also you should go to work. Then who is  going to take care of him?"
" Don't worry about that. I'm about to hire a nurse. He's coming tomorrow" FP said

Ok guys that was the fourth chapter and I hope you liked it.

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