small waterflower stories

six

Written by Space. 

 Marina always wanted to have kids of her own, to be pregnant and be a mother. Even though she was gay and had married her now beloved wife, Lavender, she would have stepped up to carry the child, if she wasn't infertile. 

 Marina went to her doctor for her yearly gynecologist appointment. She mentioned how she wanted to have a child, and being in her mid twenties, she was supposedly in peak condition to carry a child. After an exam to check her ability to carry, the doctor walked in with a solemn face, Marina knew this meant bad news. "What is it?" Marina said worryingly, "is something wrong?" her voice slightly shaky. "Marina, I have your test results here, and I'm so sorry to say, you can't carry a child, youre infertile". 

 "Thank you doctor, have a good day" said the brunette as she walked to her car, about to cry at the fact she couldn't carry a child of her own. She sat in silence all the way home. She walked in the door and her wife Lav was reading a book on her chair, "Hello dear, how was the doctors??" Marina just ran to their bedroom, sat in the dark and clutched her abdomen and cried and cried.

 Lav opened the door and ran to hug Marina and comfort her, "Marina dearie what's wrong??? Are you alright??" Lav has asked her crying wife. Marina wiping her tears of her reddened face, "Lav I'm infertile, I can't have kids,". Lav wiped the tears of her love and console her, "OMG Marina dearie I'm so sorry, I know how much you wanted to have a child" Lav had said. Marina held back more tears, "no dear it's okay, these things happen". The taller, blue eyed woman inhaled and said "I will carry our child" Marina stood shocked as Lav repeated herself "I will carry our child Marina!" Marina cried, her head burried in her wife's chest. Happy, and thankful to have Lavender. "Thank you Lavender, so much. I love you" "I love you too Marina dearie"