Steve Perry x Reader (continuation)

Little mistakes

SMALL IMAGINE SCENARIO
Plot- when a stick that determines your future comes back negative and everything seems to go wrong..Steve your loving husband is there to help you.
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I had been trying to get pregnant for months now...negative after negative..I've cried, prayed, and even tried new things to get pregnant hoping that maybe just maybe that thing whatever it may be would be the magic touch to help me and Steve have a family..but to no avail it never worked.

But here I am again sitting in front of a little white and blue 'stick' praying to god that it just tells me that I'm pregnant for once and with much anticipation I sat psyching myself up "it's positive..it's positive..it's-" I repeat those words as I slowly pick it up after giving it its proper loading time reading the word "negative" for the upmost time..I begin sobbing my heart out dropping the test on the ground and slowly sliding myself off the toilet so I could feel the cold ground of the bathroom engulf my burning skin I hold my stomach feeling the weight of the world crumbling down on me.

Just then the door swings open "y/n are you okay?!?" He rushes to me, pulling me to him in his arms looking at only me and my tear stained face "sweetheart..?" I still don't reply only burying my face in his chest "y/n...whatever it is baby it'll be okay..come on tell me." Even just hearing the word baby caused me to sob harder..I felt so useless..so uncomfortable in my own skin thinking about how I'll never get to have that feeling of having a child...as scary as it is and as crazy as that is to want that pain I wanted what came after it more...such as deciding who they look like more..me or Steve or just getting to tell them about how he and I met...or even getting to have those sweet moments in the morning time walking in to the nursery seeing Steve changing or feeding our little baby...I'll never get that satisfaction of family...I kept crying wgen suddenly I felt steve hold me tighter "I'm so sorry." He saw the negative too..."I'm so sorry y/n...." He rubbed my back gently helping me process everything but what hurt the most...feeling his tears being held back...he was just as much in pain as I was...knowing what this means...I felt so tired.."steve...I just I can't do this anymore..." he nods "you don't have to do anything sweetheart...I love you so much...I'm so sorry.." I hug him tightly sitting there in his lap letting the silence engulf us both as we sat there realizing what will always be missing.
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So this one I wrote more about something I've experienced-ish and I wanted to share it cause it was sad and I feel like a sad imagine is what I need to release so here you go. Sorry if it's not good! I kinda rushed this one.