My marriage.

Happy marriage?

*third person POV*

Freen Armstrong and Rebecca Armstrong have been married for 3 years and were the happiest couple they ever where, they were childhood sweethearts from elementary until their love confessions at a semi formal in grade 10 they have been together through everything.

Now both 28 they were happy and loving and everyone was perfect their friends and everything, until Becky and Freen tried for a child.

Flashback 2 months ago..

"Freen I think there's something wrong." Becky panicked as she was in sudden pain and it felt wrong considering it was 5 months before her due date.

"Ok baby don't panic ok? We will go to the hospital right now just breathe. I'm right here no matter what"  Freen assured but Becky could see the panic in Freen's eyes.

"Nam hello? There's  something with Becky and the baby we can't make it to dinner tell mind and everyone we're sorry." Freen said quickly hanging up to help Becky into the car.

Becky reached and held onto Freen's hand tightly and Freen sped to the hospital arriving in 10 minutes and Becky was immediately taken to the OR.

When one of the surgerons found an anxious Freen in the waiting room and was asked one of the most dreadful questions she heard that day.

"Ma'am we are at an emergency where you have to chose as Mrs. Armstrongs wife, between your wife and your child." The surgeon said quickly.

"My wife. Anything to save my wife please" Freen said and with that she waited another two hours until she was told she can be with Becky in her room.

When Becky woke up she immediately asked about her baby.

"Freen where's our baby?" Becky asked looking around the room.

Grasping onto Freen's hand.

"Becky.. the baby didn't make it, there was something wrong and I chose between you and our baby, you." Freen said hoping Becky would still love her.

"My god" was all Becky said before she burst into tears.

"YOU KILLED OUR BABY" Becky yelled causing nurses to rush into the room and an overwhelmed Freen to breakdown.

And run out of the room and cry, Freen called her sister Nam and her wife Mind, mind was was Becky's bestfriend  and Nam was Freen's sister so mind  went to comfort Becky and Nam to calm Freen and anchor her.

"None you know you did the right thing. Becky was saying that because she knows how desperate you both were for a child. She will come around." Nam said hugging her sister tightly.

"Becky it's ok, it wasn't your fault or Freen's please try to relax your body has been through enough stress." Mind said to her sister in the next room.

"I just ruined us didn't I? I completely fucked us up by saying that. I wanted to give her a child and I took that away from her, and us. She won't love me anymore" Becky said now crying.

"Not possible nong Sarocha Armstrong loves you with everything in her and then some. Just talk to her and grieve and move on from this together" Mind Said patting her back and got up she saw Freen and Nam at the door.

"Ok nong, me and Nam are going back home if you need us you call us ok?" Irin said hugging Becky tightly before taking Nams hand and leaving.

"Becky baby I'm sorry" Freen said now again on the verge of crying.

"No Freen I'm sorry come here. All will be ok if I have you right? I love you"

"You'll always have me Becky. I love you more."

Flashback off...

It wasn't uncommon for Freen to be waiting until the late hours of the early morning for a drunk Becky to come back home.

It had been a constant within the month of Becky's new drinking and then barely talking to Freen only when she wants to have sex but right after she won't talk to her let alone sleep with her anymore.
Becky took the guest room.

And whenever Freen would try to just talk with Becky she would snap at Freen.

It was just 3 in the morning when Freen heard the soft click of their door unlocking and she found a swaying becky stumbling her way in.

"Oh Freenky your up!" Becky slurred making her way to their living room couch where Freen was.

"Oh Freenky did I ever tell you how hot you look right now" Becky slurred taking Freen's face and kissing her lips with chaste.

Freen's body surrendered to Becky's touch kissing Becky back with vigour and their hands flew everywhere.

It wasn't until Freen's mind went to the thought of the fact that Becky called her Freenky a name she hasn't been called by in over two months since the miscarriage.

She gently pushed Becky away from her

"Becky baby let's talk na?" Freen asked gently caressing her cheek softly hoping this wouldn't cause Becky to snap.

"About what Sarocha" Becky huffed now taking multiple steps away from Freen.

Becky hasn't even called her Freen it's now Sarocha.

"I think we should talk to a therapist individually and then seek marriage counseling as well. Look you have been distant with me and pushing me away and been getting drunk everynight for a month now." Freen said pleading for Becky.

"Fine Fine only if it will get you to realize this marriage is ruined because of you" Becky spat and then made her away upstairs slamming the bedroom door.

"At least she talked to me this time" Freen sighed.

She knew it wasn't her fault but she also knew she couldn't take anymore of her wife's ridicule and misdirected pain anymore.

Freen wanted her wife back her happy loving wife that would hold Freen down and say that it'll all be fine, Freen wanted her wife that would call her Freenky and would love her and talk to her like before. But just thinking about it feels like ages ago to Freen.

But still it won't deter Freen away from her wife because at the end of the day she is staying through sickness and in health and through the good and worse.

This is just the worst their marriage has ever seen and their relationship will ever see.

A/N

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