She- Elvis Presley x ps! Reader

Already gone

2 months went by and Jesse got better. He was stronger and weighed more. You'd go up every day to see him. What hasn't gotten better though was you and elvis. Him and the guys went out after a big fight you two had. You went to the hospital to see Jesse.
Once you got home you were greeted to a party. You had told Elvis you were going to spend the night with Jesse but you'd changed your mind because you wanted to apologize to Elvis for your behavior. There was a shit ton of girls roaming around. You set up your keys and headed to the bedroom. Moaning coming from it. The moans you know so well and praised so heavily. You opened the door to see him getting sucked off by some lady. You slammed the big bedroom door which got Elvis' attention. He didn't really know who it was but with the door being slammed shut he could guess it was you. You rushed downstairs and stood there for a second to think about what to do. You'd just caught your husband cheating on you. How are you supposed to take that. What are you supposed to do.
"Y/n" Elvis calls from the top of the stairs. You look back at him and shake your head.
"You've been nothing but mean Elvis. You've hardly even seen Jesse. What the fuck is with you. I have TRIED to please you. Im done trying to make this work. I am DONE. I love you Elvis but I can't deal with you and Jesse. Im going to my dads. I don't want you to end up on the doorstep. I don't want you to call. I don't want to see you. At all. Ever. You've done enough." You ranted and the attention was on you and him. You look over to see that. You huff and turn around as Elvis goes to talk but your just grab your keys and go to your car.
"God..god damn you Elvis Presley" you say as you get in the car and tears flood your eyes. Elvis walks out as you start the car and helplessly watches you leave. He had started to cry and tears fled down his face. Jerry got everyone out and Elvis upstairs before just leaving him. The guys couldnt have been more angry at Elvis. You'd just went through something drastic and something similar to Aaron.

You got to your dads and headed inside. "Hey sw-what's wrong?" He asked seeing the tears on your face. "Elvis. I- we're getting a divorce." You choke out. You made the rash decision on the way here to divorce him. This won't come easy because you love him but it's best for you and Jesse seeing as he's cheated before. "Oh honey.." he says softly before going to you and wrapping his arms around you. You stand with him for a second before heading up to your old room.
You laid down and cried. You'd had the worst of both worlds. Your son was fighting for his life on a daily basis and your husband no longer needed you. You're stuck and all you can do is cry.

The next day you'd called your lawyer and organized divorce papers to be sent to elvis. You made your way to the hospital to see Jesse. Once you got there it was immediately realized that Elvis was here. Do to all the cars and girls hoping to see him. You move past everything and go inside. Just because he was here was not going to stop you from seeing your baby boy. Once you walked in you seen all the guys quietly keeping to themselves as Elvis sleeps in a corner chair. The guys looked up at you and smiled happy to see you. You sat down by Charlie and joe watching the baby occasionally glancing at Elvis. "Where are you staying? I'd like to come see you sometimes if that okay?" Charlie asked joe nodding in agreement. "We'd all really love to keep you close" joe adds making you all laugh a little. "My dads. It's about 30 minutes from Graceland..I'll show you guys at some point" you say. They nod and a groan comes from the direction you didn't want it to. You look over to Elvis and he's waking up. "Goddamn 'em chairs are uncomfortab-" he says as he shifts in his seat cutting himself off as he sees you. "Boys..a minute?" Elvis ask. The guys immediately shuffle. "Baby-" you were quick to cut him off. "Elvis i don't want to hear it. I don't want to listen to what you have to say. I know I'll take you back. I don't want to not now. I dont want to deal with the thought of you cheating constantly. Just..I think it's best we get a divorce. I have a lawyer sending you paperwork." You say. You would not be able to deny his pleas for you to come back to him. You know you wouldn't, you love that bastard too much for your own good. "Please..can we talk bout it?" He asks. You sigh before getting up and getting a pair of gloves. "I have nothing to say to you Elvis." You put on the gloves and put your attention to Jesse as you mess with his hand in the nicu box. "Well I got a lot ta say ta ya." He says standing up and getting on the other side of the box looking down at Jesse. "Ya just had my kid and the way I see it is Jesse needs his daddy. 'm here to be his father..ya need a husband. Someone ta be there, ta help."he was right Jesse did need him, and you needed Elvis no one Else s but Elvis. But Elvis betrayed your trust, he'd have to earn it back. "Elvis-" he was fast to cut you off. "'m not done. 'M sorry. I don' say that very often. Not in this way. I mean it in the most..sincere, heartfelt manner possible. Chop i don' want anyone else." You frown at him and shake your head. "You sure wanted the lady I caught you with" you say. You smile slightly at Jesse before looking back up at Elvis. "It was bound to happen. You're Elvis Presley for god sake. You are literally a worldwide sex symbol. I shouldn't have bothered with you the day you came into club handy. I think god made a mistake giving me your hand. And I made a mistake giving you mine." The words you spoke cut so deep to Elvis he wasn't sure how to process it. "Don' ever say god made a mistake. He did not! He did not make a goddamn mistake!" He yelled as tears filled his eyes. "Don't yell ,Elvis. I'm sorry but..we were a mistake to start with. It doesn't matter how long we stay together how much we smile at each other someone's bound to leave. I will always love you. I will always want you with me and near me but it's a want. I got to think about my needs." There you went again. Cutting so deep that you were figuratively killing him. "I think it's best you go Elvis." You say. Elvis didn't want to leave but he was about to break down and he didn't want you to see that so he left with no words.