Bughead Oneshots?

Reliving a nightmare ?

"I can't do this. I don't want to. I never asked for this." Betty said, sitting down on the bed. Jughead felt a shatter in his heart. He hated seeing her like this. He couldn't help but feel like maybe he was upset for another reason too. She tugged on one of Jug's shirts and a pair of panties.
"You can't have the baby? You don't want to have the baby?" He repeated, a little harsher than he meant to.
"Don't talk to me like that. This is my choice. It's my body. I can do what I want. And what I don't want is to give birth to this fetus." She replied, head snapping to him. Jughead let out a scoff, turning away from her.
"Fetus!" He muttered, exasperated.
"Yes! The fetus!" She replied, standing up from the edge of the bed, staring daggers at the man that was now leaning against the dresser and facing her. "It's not a baby! And it won't become one..." She trailed off. "I'm not having it."
"You can't even say it, can you?" Jughead laughed, humourlessly. "Just come out with it, Betty! You're going to get an abortion! You're going to abort the baby that we made. The baby we made from love! All because you're scared - and you have every right to be - but we need to talk about this, Betty! We should have a rational conversation before you do something that we both regret." He sighed, disappointedly.

"You're right. I do have the right to be scared. I also have the right to do what I want with my body. You have no idea the fear that I face knowing that I could lose another child and that it would be all my fault. You're never going to experience the burden and the blessing of carrying a child and knowing that one wrong move could leave your entire life in shatters!" She yelled.
"I don't know the fear you face? Believe it or not I lost a child too! I know that I will never know the emotional and physical pain that you had to endure but I know the emotional and physical pain that is watching the love of your life fall apart and not be able to hold them together because there is nothing that I could do or say that would make anything better or take away any of the pain! Betty, I'm terrified everyday. To say the wrong thing, to bring up the miscarriage or to suggest trying again because I'm scared that it's going to tip you over the edge!" He ranted, before a look of recognition creeped up on his face.
"What did you just say?" Betty breathed, tears lining her eyes.
"I'm scared to tip you over the edge...?" Jughead mumbled, sheepishly.
"You wanted to suggest trying?" She gasped, her face scrunching slightly. Jughead could barely read her expression. "Why didn't you tell me?" She cried.

"Because of this! Because of the fight that we're having right now. Because 20 seconds ago, you just said that you want to get an abortion!" He raised his voice slightly.
"I don't know what to do, Jug! I'm damned if I do and I'm damned if I don't!" Betty sighed, flopping down on the bed, her head in her hands. Jughead sighed seeing Betty's confliction and pain before sitting down beside her and rubbing his hand up and down her back listening to her sniffles.

"You don't have to make the decision alone, Betty. I'm here and I want to be a part of this. I want to support you in whatever you want to do because I love you and I respect whatever decision you feel is right." Jughead assured her. Betty turned her head to face him.
"But you were upset about me wanting to get an abortion." Betty whimpered.
"Well, yeah. I'm sorry about that. It's your body and you're right it's your choice..." He said, sheepishly as he continued to rub her back.
"I mean it is my decision but it's still your kid. It's our baby that we made together. We're in a committed relationship and your opinion matters." Betty sighed, placing her hand on his thigh. Jughead wrapped his arm around his fiancé and pulled her towards him as she leaned her head on his shoulder. "I'm sorry for shouting at you when you came in from work. I was just so angry about everything...I took it out on you and I'm sorry." She sighed. Jughead placed a kiss to her hairline in forgiveness murmuring that he understood.

"Can I ask you a question?" Jughead asked, hesitantly. Betty nodded gently against him. "How is getting an abortion going to change the heartbreak of losing a baby? No matter what happens the outcome is the same." Jughead whispered against her hairline. Betty sighed deeply.
"It isn't. I guess my first thought was that if I lost the baby now on my own terms then it wouldn't be as painful as losing another baby that I'd become attached to." She breathed. Jughead just gently nodded in silent understanding. "I know it doesn't make much sense but it was my initial reaction." Betty said before grabbing his hand and pulling him under the covers after her as he removed his clothes and joined her. Neither of them really knew where they stood but they had a few months to figure that out, and right now all they needed was each other. He embraced her from behind and slowly slid his hand down to her abdomen. Betty reached for his hand and placed it under her panties, urging him on. "Not just yet." She sighed as he began moving his fingers. After falling apart on his fingers, Betty quickly fell into a clearly much needed slumber.