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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞: 𝐇𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬

Betty's POV

(A/N: don't worry it's not moving as fast as you think)

It's been six hours since the wreck, and it's been about two hours since he got out of surgery. I'm sitting in his room, alone. Everyone else left to go back to school, but they never came back.

I need to leave to, to get my stuff from my trailer since it's only going to be mine for only a couple more hours. But I can't leave Jones alone here. He's bound to wake up any minute and I don't want him to wake up alone.

He didn't break anything, just got a bunch of cuts and bruises. He'll be okay.

The only thing is, he's not breathing on his own yet. He also hasn't woke up.

I feel so bad. I could've killed him. He probably didn't know what he was doing.

I felt so, so bad. I needed to show him that, even if he isn't awake.

I quietly got up from my seat, setting my phone down in the process. I walked over to his bed and then carefully put my arms on either side of him. I then moved my legs so that they were in a straddling position. I laid my head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat.

It weirdly calmed me down. I just laid there for a moment.

This is my way of telling him I'm sorry without even saying it. Even if he doesn't know what I'm doing right now, I'm still gonna do it. I care about him.

I mean, he's not on my "people I like" list. But I don't think he's on my "people I hate" list anymore. I think he's on my "people I tolerate" list.

But just as I think I'm about to fall asleep, I feel one of his hands move to the back of my head, and the other move to the arch of my back.

I froze, a little from being startled, but mostly from embarrassment. I look up slightly, to see him awake and smirking at me. But before I can say anything, he pushes my head back down to where it was before.

I just let him. I don't fight back at all. It made me uncomfortable so I quickly, and I mean quickly got out of that bed and sat back in my seat.

He just cocks his head at me.

I start breathing a little heavy. I look down at my feet before I realize I should probably call a doctor in here.

I get up and walk to the door. "Doctor!"

Pretty soon there's a doctor coming towards our room. I show him Jughead and he just nods at me.

•••

The doctor said he could be discharged tonight! I mean, it is about 7:00 so by "tonight" I mean 11:00.

He no longer has the breathing tube in his mouth, they just drew some blood and made sure he looked okay and now I'm just sitting at the end of his bed and we're playing "Never Have I Ever".

"Okay, okay," I giggle, "Never Have I Ever... hooked up with more than two people in one night."

"Guilty," he puts a finger down.