Split

Warning there may be so touchy subjects mentioned

Jugheads pov

She's pregnant. I can't decide if this is amazing or the worst thing to happen right now. I don't even know what she's thinking at this point. I told her I needed time but what if that doesn't work. She deserves the world and I'm not sure I can give her and our baby that. This is the craziest situation we've ever been in, and that's saying something considering we live in riverdale. I do know one thing, Betty is the love of my life and I can't lose her or this baby.

Betty was sleeping peacefully in my arms as I had just woken up and it was the middle of the night. She looked so beautiful laying there one hand covering mine on her stomach and one under her check as always. I'm so happy I'm gonna he a dad soon. She's about 6 months into the pregnancy and everything is going great. I'm happy to help Betty and go to the store three times a day for whatever she's craving at the moment, she's my absolute world and soon our baby will be too.

I was staring to fall back to sleep when Betty sat straight up in bed and starting yelling that something was happening. I jumped into action. I threw on some clothes and grabbed her, I carried her out to the car and drove to the hospital faster than I thought was possible. I picked her up again and ran into the hospital. She was sobbing and kept saying that it hurt and something was happening with the baby.

I didn't know how to comfort her I was just as scared as she was. How are you supposed to act when the love of your life is screaming in pain and you might be losing your child. The nurse took over and quickly got Betty to a room and I followed behind trying desperately to be there for Betty but also stay out of the way. The doctors ran some tests and did an ultrasound which of course with our luck showed the worst. Betty had a miscarriage and we lost our baby girl.

When Betty had a miscarriage neither one of us knew how to deal with it. Do you grieve a person you never met or try to move on like nothing ever happened? I eventually couldn't deal with it and did what any Jones man would do. I drank my problems away. Or at least I thought I could make them go away, little did I know I was only creating ten more problems. I can't even imagine how Betty is feeling being pregnant again but this time all alone.

I stood up and walked my drunk ass to the bathroom. I threw my beer in the trash and splashed water on my face. It's time to wake the hell up and be with my wife again. I looked at myself in the mirror I stared into my own eyes and vowed to myself that they would never look like this again. I was going to be a better father than any Jones man has ever been and I'm going to be there for my wife.

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A.N. I'm really sorry about the short part and being in active. I'm writing at my own pace and it's difficult to write when you can't even keep your own life straight. Sorry again hope you like this short part.❤️