Joseph Quinn Smut

Hold on-Joseph Quinn

*FLUFF AT THE END

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Reading through all of the hateful messages and comments from some of Joseph's fans was horrible. It happens every time either he or I post anything. They will point out every flaw. It doesn't help that I already have depression and I already point out my own flaws.

The biggest issue that started my depression is that Joseph and I had been together for a few years and we had been trying to start a family. No matter how much we tried every test came back negative. I went to the doctor and found out that I might not ever be able to carry a child.

My hands clutched the sides of our bathroom sink. My knuckles were turning white. Tears running down my face. Another negative. I was hoping that this one would be positive. But I guess the doctors were right. How can Joseph love someone who can't even give him a family.

I take a small breath trying to calm myself. The doctor prescribed me some sleeping pills, an antidepressant, and something to help with my anxiety.

"Y/N!" Joseph yelled out causing me to jump and knock the bottles off the counter.

"Shit." I mumbled as the door handle moved.

"Y/n? Are you ok?" He asked me trying to open the door again.

"Ya just give me a few minutes. I just need a minute." I say back as I start to pick up and separate the two sets of pills.

"Ok. Hurry please Jamie and Jess just showed up and we are waiting on you for the movie." Fuck I forgot they were coming.

"Ok."

I finish separating them but it was hard to tell which ones were which. I decide to take the amount on the pill bottles. A few minutes later I start to get a little dizzy. I go to open the door to get Joseph's attention but I fall. I must have hit my head because everything went dark.

—————————Joseph's POV————————

"She'll be right out." I say.

"She ok? She's been acting a little different the past few days." Jamie asked me he was her best friend.

"I hope so. I know she's been through a lot the past month." I say sitting down. To be honest I noticed her mood shift. Ever since we've been trying for a baby with no luck she's been so depressed.

I know my fans aren't making anything better. I tried to do everything I could to help her but I can only do so much. Her depression is worse but every time I bring it up she smiles and brushes me off saying she's fine. We hear a small thud. Like something fell. I get up and walk to the bathroom again.

"Baby? You ok?" I knock. No response. She always responds. I try knocking again. Still nothing.

"Y/n! Open the door." I start to slowly slip into a panic. There's no noise. I practically run to the kitchen to grab a knife to pop the lock on the bathroom door.

"Everything ok?" Jamie asked. I shake my head unable to form any words. The worst flying through my head.

"Y/n. My love I'm coming in." I use the knife to get the lock undone and I push the door open.

"Fuck! Y/n. Can you hear me baby?" She hit her head I think. I'm not sure but there's blood.

I scoop her into my arms and lift her off the floor.

"Grab the car keys." I tell Jamie. He takes off for the kitchen. I follow holding her close to me.

"Hold on baby. I still need you." I am helplessly praying she's ok.