I stood up out of my office chair. I walked out of my office heading towards the living room. I wanted to go to the kitchen to get a snack. I happened to look at Y/N on the couch and she was watching the TV show "Born Every Minute." A few days ago we lost our baby. That was her third miscarriage in four years, we've been together for six. Whenever she miscarried she sits on the couch watching baby shows. I wish she wouldn't do it, because she just further depresses herself.
I went in the kitchen and got some Reese's Pieces. I was walking back towards my office and I felt this flood of guilt. I feel like every miscarriage is my fault. Each miscarriage was due to stress. I feel like I'm the one who caused the stress, when really it's her job. She's our press manager. A few weeks ago RayRay's dumb ass got caught cheating on his wife by the paparazzi. She's been trying to get him out of the spotlight so we can go back to getting ready for our world wide tour. I walked over to her on the couch and lifted her upper body and placed it on my lap. I could tell she was crying due to the fact she refused to turn and look at me. I was rubbing her back. As she sobbed on my lap.
Y/N:"Why can't we be that lucky Prince?
Babies are born every fucking minute! I can't even keep one for more than a week! You hate me don't you? I hate myself! I don't know why you l-"
Me:"Y/N stop. I love you with my whole heart. Don't you dare ever question that. Just because you can't give me a baby doesn't mean I don't love you. There's more to our future than just kids. I really love you for you. Who you are as a person is the best part about you."
Y/N:"But what about you dreams of having a Big family?"
Me:"*handed her papers I printed out in my office* We could always adopt?"
Y/N:"Really?"
Me:"Yes."
Y/N smiled a real smile for the first time in years. She looked up at me and kissed me. The kisses got deeper and deeper until we were rolling off of each other's naked, sweaty bodies. I kissed her
forehead smiling. I pulled the sheets up over us.
Nine months later Y/N gave birth to a healthy baby girl. We named her Victoria after Y/N's late grandmother. We adopted two kids and Y/N gave birth to another baby five years later.
Me:"See I told you I would happen one way or another."
Y/N:"I love you Jake"..
Me:"I love you too Y/N."
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