Betty's pov
"Fp!" I yell, seeing him once we're inside. He sees us and runs over, hugging us all.
"Thanks for coming, guys. I know it's late-," Fp starts, but Jughead cuts him off.
"I wouldn't care if I had gotten five hours of sleep in a week, I would still be here at any hour of the day," Jug says, and I nod in agreement.
"I'm sorry for waking Julie up," Fp apologizes.
"It's okay! I'm not tired at all," Juju says, and then yawns, making us all laugh, even if it wasn't as happy as it was normally.
"So, any details? What's happening right now?" I ask Fp.
He eyes Julianne, watching her playing with her stuffed bunny on a chair. Jughead, seeing this, cuts in. "You know what, tell us later," he says, and Fp nods.
I get a sudden idea. "Jug, watch Juju, I'm gonna go call my mom and ask if she can come pick her up and watch her for the night," I say.
"No, I don't wanna go home!" Julie whines
"Baby, you aren't going home, you get to stay with Nana!" Jughead says excitedly.
"I'm staying here," Juju says stubbornly.
"Jules, there's nothing for you to do here. If you stay with Nana, she'll probably take you out to breakfast or bake cookies with you or something fun like that!" I say to Juju.
"Why do you guys get to stay if there's nothing to do," Julie pouts.
"Because... we need to be here to support JB and keep Grandpa company. You'll have fun with Nana, I promise. And you'll get to sleep, and come back tomorrow," Jug says.
"Fine," Juju agrees reluctantly, and I walk a few feet away to call my mom.
The phone rings for a minute before my mom picks up and answers, sounding tired.
"Hey Betty, what's up?" my mom ask, and I hear her yawn.
"...We're at the hospital," I say slowly.
"Oh my god, why? Is everything all right?" Mom asks, sounding more alert than she did a few seconds ago.
"Not really. We think JB had a miscarriage. We just got here, we don't know too many details yet. We don't want to scare Julie too much, we've kinda explained it to her, I don't think she fully understands though. Can you come pick her up and keep her for the night?" I ask.
"Oh my god, I hope she'll be alright. Of course, I'll be there as soon as possible," my mom says, and hangs up.
I walk back over to Juggie, Fp, and Juju and sit down next to them, sighing.
"How is JB doing?" I ask Fp.
"Unconscious, last I saw. I haven't seen her since I got her here," Fp answers.
I nod, smiling sadly. "Well, my mom is going to come pick up Julie," I say.
"Mm," Fp says, and I put my hand on his shoulder, smiling comfortingly.
"Thank you guys for coming," he says.
"We would never even consider not showing up. We need to be here," Jughead says.
A few minutes later
I see my mom walk in, and call her over.
"Hi, guys. Fp, I'm so sorry," she says when she gets to us.
"Thanks, Alice," Fp says sadly, while still managing to half-smile.
"Okay, well, Julie, I'm gonna take you home now, it's late and you should get to sleep," my mom says, taking Juju's hand. "When should I come back tomorrow?" she then asks me.
"I'll text you. Take Juju to breakfast or something, it's the only way she agreed to go," I tell her.
"Okay," my mom nods. "I'll see you guys tomorrow. I hope everything turns out all right," she smiles, and leaves with Julianne.
"So Fp, what happened?" I ask once they're out of earshot.
"Well, it was about an hour ago," Fp starts.
Trigger warning- miscarriage
*Flashback to 1 hour ago. Fp's pov*
I'm about to turn off the book light I have on for reading when I hear someone crying.
"Weird," I whisper softly to myself. I decide to check on JB.
I get up and walk to her room, where the sobbing gets louder. I knock. "JB, what's wrong?" I ask.
She screams in pain, and I hear thrashing.
"JB, I'm gonna come in" I say, and open the door.
She's on the bed, squirming around. Her hair is a mess and her face is red and stained with tears that are still pouring out of her eyes. There's blood all over the bedsheets and her.
"JB what's going on?" I ask, rushing over to her.
"It hurts, Dad, it hurts," she sobs.
"What's the blood, Jelly?" I ask.
"Baby," she pants, crying harder.
I sight. "We're going to the hospital," I say. I lift her up as she continues to sob, carrying her to the car and setting her down, driving well over the speed limit to get to the hospital.
Once the doctors take her into a room, I sigh, falling into a chair. I pull out my phone, calling Betty, because she was the one that had talked to JB last.
*Present time. Betty's pov*
My eyes feel hot, and a tear rolls down my cheek. "Wow..." I whisper.
Jughead sighs. "She'll be alright," I tell him.
"Why did this happen to her?" he says back, and I can hear the hurt in his voice.
"I don't know. She's one of the nicest people I know," I say, taking a deep breath.
"What if something happens… because of this?" He chokes. "What if she…"
"Don't say that," I say. I'm completely sobbing at this point. "She's gonna get through this, Juggie, you know it," I whisper.
"I know, I just can't help but think... this is so much," Jug whispers back.
"I know," I say, and we're silent for a minute.
"Betty?" Fp asks me.
"Mm?" I say, sitting up again.
"What's the full story?" Fp questions.
"She..." I start, not sure what to say. "She is… she was… pregnant. She said she felt too sick to come to school today, that was why she skipped," I say, slowly and quietly.
Fp shuts his eyes softly. "Oh god," he whispers.
"I was gonna be an uncle," Jughead states softly.
I smile back at him sadly. "And I was gonna be an aunt" I reply delicately.
"I feel terrible," Fp says quietly. "I wish I would've noticed… she'd been acting weird these past few days..." he says, close to tears. "Maybe I could've stopped it."
"You didn't know, there was nothing you could've done," I comfort him. "It's not your fault, it's not hers, it's no one's fault."
"You guys have work tomorrow, I'm sorry I dragged you out here-," Fp tries to say.
"Don't apologize, I would rather get fired than not be here for you and JB," Jughead says fiercely.
"Me too, Fp. Nothing could ever keep me from being here during times like this," I agree.
"Thank you both so much. You've been so helpful," Fp says.
"It's the least we could do," I smile.
Fp smiles back. "You're the best daughter in law I could ask for. And Jug, you're the best son I could ever ask for," he says.
1 hour later
I blink slowly. On either side of me, Jughead and Fp are asleep. I'm left awake, thinking. I'm tired, but there's no way I could fall asleep. Not in these chairs, not in this situation.
A day and a half ago, I thought nothing could possibly go wrong. And now, I feel guilty. I feel sad. But I still feel happy. I feel so many emotions, I can't tell what's what at this point.