Chapter 30

                                    

                                          
So I've given up with chapter titles so I'm just going to say      
Chapter [number]
Jughead's POV
                          
A few seconds after Betty went to the lobby Toni, Cheryl, Veronica, Sweetpea and Fangs walked in. 'Hey man' Sweets said and they all sat down on the chairs. 'How are you?' Toni asked as she grabbed hold of Cheryl's hand. 'Topaz, I'm in a cast ,stuck in a hospital that smells like old people and my ex decided to come back, I don't even know if she's staying permanently' I said with a shrug. 'Ask her later. I mean if she does go back she'll probably stay in Riverdale till your better since she blames herself for all this,' Veronica added 'You'll work it out. At least now you guys can talk about it and sort it out.' I nodded and looked at the door when I heard it click open.
                          
Betty's POV 
                          
I walked in and gave them all a faint smile before sitting on the spare single chair, 'Jughead I know you'll hate this but you got to stay here for tonight, I can go out and get you whatever you want' I said, he nodded and it as silent. No one knew what to say or to do, I looked around and I could tell everyone was uncomfortable. 
'So, it's getting late and we should really get going, see you guys soon' Cheryl smiled and we all stood up, I hugged Toni, Cheryl and Toni goodbye and they left. 'Yeh we should head out too, get better soon dude' Sweetpea said fist pumping jughead and fangs gave me a hug before they left. 'So, do you want anything?' I asked and swung my foot back and forth repeatedly, 'because your offering, I could use with some food' he shrugged and I nodded, 'I'll be back in ten minutes' I added before leaving the hospital. 
                          
I got a taxi to Cheryl's house so I could find my old motorbike which was in the garage, you could tell it hadn't been used for months. I jumped onto it and drove it in the direction on the neon pops sign.
                          
'Hi Pop Tate' I smiled as I walked in, he turnt around and returned a smile, 'Betty, I haven't seen you in months. how are you? I heard you left?' 'I left for awhile, but I don't know if I'm going to stay around or not, but other than that I'm doing okay,' I said 'Can I get my usual meal and two burgers, large fries and a chocolate milkshake for another meal, takeout please' I smiled and he nodded. 'So how's Jughead, I'm assuming you guys got back together since your ordering his usual' Pop asked. 'Oh me and Jug aren't together anymore, we had a rough breakup because I left to live in Canada. Once I left in February we stopped talking all together but then last night I got a call saying he was missing, as I got to the airport Veronica rang me and said an ambulance was going to get him and that they didn't know his injuries, I got on the plane but didn't have a phone so when I landed I just went straight to the hospital, he's got a broken arm and is all cut up' I frown. 'I remember after you left he never came here anymore and when he did he would be extremely drunk and I had to ring his friend, Toni I think, to take him home, he'd sit in that booth either cursing, running his fingers through his hair or sometimes he cried, only a little so no one could see but I did,' pop said pointing to the booth we always use to sit in, 'tell him I said get well soon. And Betty please look after him he's went through things that I wish upon no one not even the most horrible people on this Earth' Pops added handing the take away bags over. 'Thanks, and will do, I'll see you around' I smiled and walked out the diner.
                          
At the hospital 
                          
I walked into the lobby and gave a small smile to the lady sitting at the desk before walking to Jughead's room, 'I've got your favourite' I said opening the door and closing it once I was in the room, 'thanks' he responded as I handed him his  and sat on the chair taking a bite out of my burger causing me to moan at how good it was 'oh god, that's good.' I took another bite and sipped my milkshake, 'nothing can beat pops, nothing' I say finishing my burger. Jughead chuckled as he ate the remains of his second burger in one whole.
                          
Once we finished I chucked all the rubbish away and sat back down in the chair, 'Jug, how did this happen? How did you crash?' I asked. 'I was on my bike, and I was coming back from somewhere and I just lost control of myself' he said not looking at me. 'What was you thinking about?' I asked frowning, he shrugged his shoulders in response. 'Jug I know you, what was it?' I said pushing him maybe a little far. 'I don't want to talk about it, okay. So just leave me alone' he growled, I sat back a bit not sure what to do . He glared at me 'I said leave, don't you understand I want to be alone' he said, 'I'm not going, you're clearly hurting' I softly said, he groaned and began to yell, 'don't you get it betty. I never asked you to come back, I never asked you to stay. I don't want to be around you. You fucked me up more then I already was, and if I'm being honest I don't want you here. This days is as shit as it already was, I had a shit morning then I fucking crashed, now I'm stuck in a fucking hospital room and you won't fucking leave me alone.' 'I just dont understand why you won't tell me what was wrong?' I said frustrated. 'Because betty we're not together anymore, I don't have to tell you anything, and frankly I don't want to. I'm so done with this shit, you don't get to ruin our relationship after I treated you like a goddamn queen and then come back expecting me to open up to you. Bitch that's not how life works, I don't want to see you, don't you understand that. You left me and then when I said what I said you didn't even fucking say it back and I looked like a proper dick, so please just get the fuck out of my room, I don't care where you go, just go' He yelled, I was taken back a bit, why was he all of a sudden so pissed off. 'Why are you acting like an asshole? I'm trying to help' I snap back standing up and throwing my arms about in frustration. He groaned in annoyance and unclip the pulse oximeter from his finger, 'if you won't leave I fucking will' he yelled attempting to stomp out the room but I stopped him, 'No,' I said pushing him back on the bed, he tensed his jaw 
and gave me a death stare 'I came here to help you so if you want me to go I will.' I sighed and he sat back against the head board and reclipped the pulse oximeter. I grabbed my jacket and left.