Him

5

"... Who is this Jug-head person. You've never mentioned him. And second, I'm not here for you! I need as many votes as I can get, and looking like I give a shit about you will make me look better."

"Well, this..", I said looking towards Jughead, scared any movement would cause her to attack,"..is Jughead. I have mentioned him before, you just don't care enough to listen. And you don't actually have to be here, just say you were, sneak out when the nurses aren't looking."
"I'm not going to be a part of your childish antics Elizabeth.", it growled
"Wouldn't you rather be at work, on your 'campaign' ? I won't say anything."
She just gave me a glare and scurried away, down the hall. I could still hear her heels clicking on the wooded flooring.

"What a bitch!", Jughead said sternly.
"Welcome to my world", I sighed making him chuckle.
"So you talk about me, huh?", He enquired.
"Talked, as in, past tense."
"Still, you talked about me! you talked about me!", He rejoiced, with a childish tone to his voice.

Silence.

"What'd you say about me?", not letting the conversation blow over.
"Let it go, Jug!", I blurted out.
"Jug?", Him repeating it made me blush ever so slightly, realising what is said.
"Sorry, I didn't rea-"
"No, it's fine, just don't s-"
"Say it again?"
"No, just not in front of the serpents. They'd start calling it me."
"Okay." Making a little smile peep through the corners of my mouth.

We talked about random shit until a nurse came crashing in, with another tray, not as big as the last. The nurse took my blood pressure and pulse, attempted at small talk, but I just shook it off. It wasn't till then that I looked at the clock. We'd been talking for hours. It was half 9. School started an hour ago. We were late.

"How long will I be?", I enquired as the nurse was removing the band around my arm.
"Maybe three more hours?! But I can't say for sure, we just need to check you're vitals once more, and if everything's stable, you'll be free to go!"
"Thanks" I sigh. I've sighed allot in the last day. More than usual.

When she leaves, my eyes track back to Jughead.
"Jug, your late for school. You need to go!", I snapped, causing him to jump.
"Betty, it's fine, calm down. I called Archie on the way here. He was asleep, but I left him a voicemail, saying that we won't be in school today."
"Are you sure?"
"It's Friday, Betts, nothing important. It's better that I'm here with you."

We return back to an awkward silence. I occasionally caught Jughead staring at me, a look of pity.
"I fell down some damn stairs, yanno?!"
"I know", he exclaimed,
"So stop looking at me like I'm some puppy out on the street drowning in rain"
"What, i'm not-", he denied
"Your pitying me!", I interrupted, "your looking at me like I'm a charity case!!"
After a long silence, he replied with, "I'm sorry, ok?! I know, I just can't help it, I feel guilty-"
"Jug, I fell down four stairs, and if I can't walk down a few stairs, my whole lifes gonna be absolutely shit! So please Juggy, look at me like a human and not a charity case." I pleaded, "please", my tone softening
"Okay, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to Betts, you know that right?"
I nodded silently, as things returned to normal,
"And it was three", he mumbled,
"What?"
"You fell down there, not four", he added with a chuckle.
"Thanks. Really makes me sound less clumsy", I replied, reciprocating a laugh, blush creeping along my cheeks.

*Hi, back again, lol. Finally wrote more after a hell of a long break. Thank you if you've read to this point. I know it's really boring and not good at all, sorry :( thought I'd do something productive in quarentine. Anyway hope y'all are okay, have a nice day :)*
-anya xoxo