Chapter 42

174 6 0
                                    


Jughead

Things have been going okay, I guess.

Because of "work", I wasn't spending that much time with Betty — that wasn't sitting right with me. Yes, I knew that this way she was spending more time with all of her friends but our friends aren't me. Our friends aren't able to protect her like I am — like I did. Yes, I was worried but Betty kept on reassuring me that it was okay, so I kept on doing it. I was trying to put it through the night though, that was just safer for her. There were less dangers when she was just sleeping, in our bed, safe, instead of being out there during the day. Besides, this way, I could come home some time during the night and cuddle with Betty. She was asleep then most of the time and I would just hope that I would at some point too. Nevertheless we would still take some naps during the day.

Today was long. I didn't get home until seven or so. I didn't want to look at the time to be honest. Veronica was asleep on the couch, huddled in a blanket. I quietly got out of jacket and shoes and then tried to make my way upstairs without making any noise. I walked into our bedroom with the help of my turned on phone, not wanting to bump into anything. I smiled softly upon seeing that Betty was sleeping in my sweatshirts. I got out of my jeans before laying down next to her.

"Goodnight, Betts" I whispered, kissing her on the forehead. She smiled in her sleep, cuddling up to me. I wrapped my arms around her waist and closed my eyes, trying to fall asleep too.

I got woken up by someone walking in and then opening the curtains too. I groaned, trying to shield my eyes from the light.

"Veronicaaaaaa" I whined.

"Get up, it's already 10"

"I slept like 2 hours, please" I whined, rolling around in bed to hide my face under the blanket. Betty was still asleep, though stirred already.

"I'll make some breakfast, okay?" She said before leaving the room. I sighed relieved, just cuddling back up to Betty and tying to fall back asleep.

The next time that I woke up was to Betty kissing me awake. I groaned, rolling around. She giggled, leaning over me to continue kissing me.

"Morning, Juggy"

"No, I'm tired"

"Me too but V just came here again, saying that she is downstairs, waiting for us to join breakfast. I don't want her to come upstairs again" I groaned, though nodded. I rolled back around to face her and she leaned in to kiss me.

"Nah, morning breath" I said, pulling away from her "let's go downstairs" she pouted, though then nodded. We got up — me feeling lightheaded for a moment — and then went to the bathroom after the other.

"I feel so fat right now" she mumbled, keeping her hands on her stomach. Usually my shirt would be too big on her, now it looked... a bit tight. I sighed softly, walking up to her and resting my hands on top of hers, intertwining our fingers.

"Well, that's only because you are currently carrying two miracles in there. Our miracles, okay?" She nodded "And you're still beautiful"

"You think that?" I hummed.

"Of course I do. You're the most beautiful person that I ever got to meet"

"With stretch marks?"

"With stretch marks, with scars or with an amputated leg. You're still beautiful" she blushed, wrapping her arms around me as much as the belly would let her.

"I love you, Jug"

"I love you too"

"So, we have our hopefully last baby appointment tomorrow. Are you going to come with me or do you have to work?"

No one ever said that it would be this hardWhere stories live. Discover now