sad bughead/sprousehart one shots

are you tired of me yet? part one

General pov:

Betty and Jughead have been neighbors and best friends their whole lives. They shared a garden as their families were so close. They had a little hangout spot in the corner of the garden that no one went in accept them and they still go in it when they're teens.

Flashback to when they were five

Betty's pov:

He was late, we always went out to our den at seven o'clock, before we go to bed. My mom had called me back in and cried to her, "mommy, juggie didn't go out there he never misses a day" Alice looks sad, "I forgot to tell you sweetie they had to take him to the hospital." At those words I didn't know what for but I burst into tears. She asked me if I wanted to go see him.

She took me to a room with my best friend hooked up to wires. My mom said something about him being ill but didn't say what with. When I walked into the room his face lit up. I went and layed with him in bed. Everyone went and sat outside leaving me and juggie there.
"Juggie, can you sing me a song?" I feel him nod as my head is under his chin.
"Are you tired of me yet." He started singing. "I'm a little sick right now but I swear," he carried on I liked it but it made me cry. "When I'm ready I will fly us out of here." He finishes the song and we're both crying.

Two weeks later

My mom said that juggie's illness wasn't going away but he was feeling better. She said he had cancer? I think. He wasn't able to be home for either of our birthdays but I spent them with him. Every night before I leave him in the hospital he will sing that song he sang on the first night.

7 years later

Betty's pov:

Me and Jughead are now both twelve years old. Were closer than ever and have been since the day he left the hospital. I've had a crush on him since we were nine. We still sit in the den every night and he still sings me that song. It became our thing and have not gone a day without singing it.

Jug's pov:

My mom told me that my illness was slowly getting worse and I over heard my doctor telling her I probably won't live past 18 years old. I didn't tell anyone I knew but wanted to make these last six years count. When I first came to the hospital Betty asked me to sing her a song so I made one up and sung it. It made her cry but she loved it so I would sing it to her every night. Since we were 10 I have had feelings for Betty but didn't want to ruin our relationship.

Five and a half years later

Jug's pov:

Me and Betty are still best friends. I'm now seventeen and a half and Betty turns seventeen in a month.

Everyone thought we would grow out of our song and stop singing it. We don't go to the den much anymore as we're busy with school but I call her at night as sing the song till she falls asleep. I've had the best six years ever. Me and Betty did everything we could think of and she still didn't know that I probably don't have long left. I hadn't known if it was accurate so I wrote letters to everyone for the day.

Betty's birthday

Betty's pov:

It was my birthday. I was happy because i get to spend it with Jughead. We spent most of the day sitting cuddled on the sofa watching drew Barrymore movies. As the second movie finished he said he was tired so I turned the film of and turned to hug him so he could sleep, I played with his hair and started singing "are you tired of me yet?" He chuckled. We both sang at the same time "I'm a little sick right now but I swear, when I'm ready I will fly us out of here." I carried on humming the song while he fell asleep. Not even half an hour later he started to sweat. He woke up and said for me to call his dad. I called him while crying.

F: Betty what's up.

B: it's Jughead he's struggling to breathe and he's sweating and I don't know what to do.

I was crying not knowing what to do. Not even thirty seconds fp runs in on the phone with the hospital. I didn't know what to do so I sat and hugged a pillow and cried. He started to cough up blood.

Half an hour later the ambulance arrived and fp and jug got in. They told me to meet them at the hospital.

I called my mom to take me to the hospital. She already knew what was happening and came home from work. We were in the car and I started to sing "are you tired of m-m yet?" My mom looks at knowing if she says anything I'll cry. "I-im a little s-sick right n-now b-but I swear," tears were still pouring out of my eyes. "When I'm r-ready I will fly us out of here" when I stop I sob not knowing of he was going to die.

Jug's pov:

I know I should stay but I don't want to see Betty sad anymore. I didn't know where I was because everything went black after I started coughing up blood. I could feel my heart slow down. And then memories came flooding in:

Four years ago

Jug's pov:

Me and Betty were making pancakes for lunch as we were bored with nothing else to do. She walked over to me and tipped milk on my head the flour. She giggled with her cute giggles. I got some eggs and cracked them on her head. The rest of the morning we spent laughing and having fun.

14 years ago(the day they became best friends)

I've always seen the girl next door and always wanted to play with her. I decided to ask my dad if I can play with her. He went and spoke to Alice and came back and knocked down the fence separating our garden. I saw the blonde little girl with two pig tails and a cute pink dress. I asked her if she wanted to play and she wanted to build a den. My dad helped and we fell in love with it.

Then everything just went black.