bughead_stories

rivals part 2

Betty p.o.v
When we were done with our routine we all walked towards the side line, I took a big gulp of water and sat down onto the grass.

When I got my breath fully back again, I foccused all my attention onto the game that was now going on. And maybe I'm a very bad person, but I'm always secretly very happy when the Stallions win.

I mean, my boyfriend is the team captain, who wouldn't cheer for him.

The first few minutes of the game went like always, Jughead making all the points and Archie getting more frustrated and angry.

But then it felt like my whole world just freezed for a second. Jughead was trown on the ground by Archie, but the problem wasn't that. No the problem was that after Archie grabbed the ball and ran away, Jughead didn't stand up.

He layed still and I could from here his groans. The coach soon knew what was happening, and orderd that medical help.

I stood there, at the side line. Looking helpless while I watch my boyfriend on the ground groaning in pain. And all the voice in my head who is always telling me to be carefull, was gone. Now the only thing my mind was yelling at me to do was going to Jughead.

So I didn't think more, I took a deeo breath before standing up and sprinting towards Jughead.

I ignored the wispers that started or the weird looks I got from my friends. I ignored the glare Archie shot me, and hust sprinted.

As soon as I was at Jugheads side, I let myself fall to the ground and placed my hand on his cheek, looking into his eyes that were now filled with pain.

He forced himself to smile at me, "what are you doing baby. Everyine can see us" he said/asked me soflty, while placing his hand on my own.

I smile at him and kissed his forhead gently, "I don't care about them Juggie. All I care about now is you" I said while worry filled my voice.

I was so worried about him. I was so scared, "are you in pain? Were are you in pain?" I asked him worried while scanning his body.

When my eyes found his leg I almost trew up at the sight of it. It was twisted in a whole different angle and it looked extremely painfull.

"Your leg..." i said quietly while staring at his leg, in horror. I've never seen it this way twisted, and escepcially not so close.

Jughead grabbed my chin softly and moved my head so I was looking at him, and not his leg. "I'm okay" he tried to assure me, but I think we both know that's a big lie.

I scoff at him and shake my head, "your not Juggie. But you're going to be, a ambulance is coming" she assured him kissing his head again.

The rest of the waiting was painfull. Jughead was groaning and grunting in pain, and everyone surrounding us was dead quiet, while staring at us. But I couldn't care less for them right now.

After what felt like hours, I finally heard a loud siren. And soon there was a ambulance, it stopped infront of the field and the door swinged open.

On the field walked 4 people and the rest went in a blur. It felt like I was there, but also not. And before I knew it, I was in the hospital waiting eoom while the doctors looked at Jugheads leg.

I was sat in the uncomfartble red chair, while bouncing my leg up and down. Feeling anxious and scared, I just wanted to take all the pain away from him. I wanted to taked his hand in mine, and say that everything is going to be alright.

Even tho we both know that's never going to be. Because with this kind of injury, it means that he can never play football again, well not Professional. He can say his dream college goodbey, well he cam say everything he dreamed off goodbey.