Chapter 40

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— TONI'S POV —

She's gone. My best friend, gone.

*over earpiece*

S: Is she-

I breathe in sharply.

T: *shakily* Ye-
J: No.
T: What?!
All: What?
J: She's not gone.
T: But she-

Suddenly I hear a soft voice through the earpiece.

?: *softly* Can I?
J: Are you sure?
J: Okay.

I hear the shuffling of Jug taking off the ear piece.

T: Jug?!
J: Hold on.

Then I hear the voice again, but louder, and I recognize the voice immediately.

B: *weakly* Toni..
T: Betty! Wha-
B: *weakly* I'll talk... about it... later. Please, I.... don't want you... to be sad... I would hate.. seeing you... like that....
T: Thank god you're alive. I don't know what I would've done if you were...

I hear an abrupt sound, she dropped the earpiece.

J: *not very pronounced* Betty!

He grabs the earpiece, I think, cause his voice becomes more pronounced.

J: Toni, I'm sorry but-
T: You have to go. I get it.
J: Yes, but I'm going to turn this off.
S: What happened?
J: She's insanely weak from the loss of blood and collapsed.
F: Poor Betty.
J: Fangs, can you prep the first aid room?
F: Already ahead of it.
J: Thanks. Archie will tell you when we get there, but I need to turn this off, I kinda have my hands full, literally.
F: Kay.

*off earpiece*

— JUGHEAD'S POV —

I turned off my earpiece and placed it in the cupholder. I then put all my attention onto Betty. I'm so worried about her. It felt like hours, it was probably only minutes, but we finally got back to the Whyrm.

A: Here.

I practically launch myself out of the truck and sprint into the Whyrm. Everyone in the bar clears the way for me and I run to the back room. I finally get to the room.
I place her onto the table gently and back into the corner of the room, biting my nails. Then, suddenly, Toni runs into the room.

T: How is she?
F: She's had a major loss of blood. She's going to need more blood.
T: *frantically* You have that, don't you? You can do it?

He solemnly shakes his head.

F: I can do it, but she's O negative and I don't have the blood for it.

I zoned out but shot back into reality when he said her blood type. I'm O negative. I walk up to Fangs and roll up my sleeve.

J: Take mine.
F: Jug, we can't just take yours, O- is the rarest blood type, and can only receive O negative.
J: But I am.

Toni jumps back in astonishment.

T: Wait, really?!
J: Yeah.
F: Are you sure?? You'll need to donate a lot of blood, it'll be risky.

J: Yes. I am. I'll do anything for her.

I grab Betty's hand on the table and gently rub it with my thumb.

F: I just need to confirm that it is. If I don't, we could risk putting in the wrong blood type, which could kill her.

He grabs a tiny needle from a drawer. He pricked my finger till it drew blood. He puts the blood into a Petri dish and looks at it through a microscope.

F: *sighs*
J: So?
F: It's O negative.
T: *sighs of relief*
F: Are you sure about this?
J: 100%.
F: Okay.

He turns around and grabs a larger needle. God, I hate needles. But I need to do this, for Betty.

F: Here we go.

He put the needle into me and it was a lot worse than the prick. Seeing all of the blood flowing through the tube into a bag did not make it better.

J: *groans*
F: Relax Jug, it won't hurt as much if you don't move.

I take a deep breath, trying to relax. I suddenly feel light headed and start to lose my balance.

T: Jug!

She catches me (like a trust fall) as I slowly lose consciousness.

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Word Count: 674

Juggie to the rescue!! Hope you liked this part as much as I did writing it!

Love y'all 💜💜

~ Alexa 💕

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