No one ever said that it would be this hard

Chapter 43

♾ Jughead ♾

Our hopefully last appointment at the gynecologist before Betty would go into labor was today. Yet again I couldn't keep calm.

"I'm nervous" I admitted at some point. She squeezed my hand, continuing to walk though. She stayed quiet, gestured me to continue though "about the appointment. I mean... what if something bad happens...?"

"Jug, we are fine. Nothing bad will happen. You have taken care of me perfectly. I've eaten healthy. I drank enough water and I also slept enough. Nothing will happen — everything is fine" I nodded and she squeezed my hand to reassure me "So, on another note. You know that they could basically want to come out any day from now. Do you know what to do?"

"Well, I grab the bag, which we've already packed, and then I drive us to the hospital" I explained and she nodded, smiling.

"Yes, and do not freak out, okay?"

"Will do"

"At least try to stay calm then, yeah?" I nodded "I just know that you're going to be an amazing father"

"What if we aren't ready?" She shrugged.

"I guess, there is only one way to figure that out. But you know, we can help each other. We have friends to ask — and if things go completely down the road, then we have some parents to ask for help too"

"We won't do that"

"We will be okay, Jug. Don't worry"

The appointment went well. Of course it did. Everything was okay, just like Betty predicted. After it, we went to Pops for an early dinner. Or really late lunch, since we didn't really have one. I had a milkshake and some fries. Betty didn't say anything but she couldn't stop smiling at it.

"You're being quiet. Is something wrong?" I asked, stopping after half of the portion of fries. Betty stayed quiet, then shook her head "I know you. And you're only silent when for that long when something is wrong and you're thinking. So, what's going on?" She still stayed quiet "Did I do something?" she sighed softly.

"No you didn't"

"Then what's going on?"

"Nothing just tired. And frustrated. No matter what happens, or how far I think that we've come, we constantly fall back. I mean, by tomorrow you probably decided to stop eating, again"

"Why would you say that...?"

"Why not? Eventually it happens, for as far as we've gone now. Hasn't it?" She asked and I took a deep breath.

Just pregnancy hormones.

"It doesn't mean that you get to say that, Betty. I get it, you don't understand some of those thing — a lot, actually — but I don't blame you for that. And I know that it's exhausting but it doesn't mean that you can just... That doesn't give you the right to just say that"

"Well, it's the truth, isn't it?"

"I mean... kind of, I guess. But you're overstepping something here" she sighed and I just looked at her before clenching my jaw and looking away. I decided to drop it.