Friends in Love (Seth Rollins)

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Savannah's p.o.v

20th December 2018 ( I know I skipped a few weeks)

I vacated my title and now I'm just sat at home in Iowa, bored out of my mind. I had been feeling sick lately. It's officially been one month since Colby and I have been married and things are going well. We had moved into a different house, a bigger one. We had moved into a four-bedroom house, with a backyard, swimming pool and play area for our future children.

"Hey, baby, how you feeling?"

"A little better. Do we have any soup?"

"Yeah. Chicken noddle of Vegetable?"

"Chicken please"

"Chicken soup, coming right up. Anything else?"

"Some water, please"

"You got it."

He went into the kitchen and I watched him work his way around the kitchen.

"I need to pop over to the wrestling school and sort out some application forms"

"That's fine. I should be alright by then and if not, I'll call your mum or brother over until you get home"

"You sure?"

"100%. Go and see everyone at the school. Let me know when you're on your way home"

"OK. I'll see you soon"

"Bye"

He left the house and I ate my soup whilst watching the t.v. I got halfway through my soup before pushing it to the side and running to the bathroom. I emptied the contents into the toilet and leaned against the wall. This sucks. I don't wrestle because I did what Brie did when she wanted a family. I retired from wrestling to start our family. Lucky enough I already brought pregnant tests when we got back from our honeymoon. I wasn't going to take one just yet. I was gonna wait for when we were both home and I was feeling ok to take one. I sat there thinking about whether I should take one or not.

"Fuck it"

I opened the bottom cabinet and pulled out a test and took it. 3 minutes. That shouldn't be too long. I set a timer and walked around the house until I heard the timer go off. I walked back into the bathroom and looked. Negative. I felt disappointed, I was hoping for a positive. Maybe I should go get a Doctor to look on this. I know we've only been trying for a month. Maybe if we just keep trying for another month it may turn into a positive.

"Baby!"

"In the bathroom"

I didn't bother throwing the test away. We're married so I can't hide it from him that would we not trustworthy.

"Whatcha doing? Is that a test?"

"Yeah. It's negative. I generally thought I was because I've been throwing up quite a lot"

"We just have to keep on trying baby. It takes time"

"I know. Or maybe this is a faulty test"

"Want to take another one or two?"

"Yeah just to be sure"

He left the bathroom and I did the last two tests. I sat with him as we waited for the 3 minutes to finish.

"Nervous?"

"A little. What if all of them are negative?"

"Don't stress Savannah. Everything will be fine"

The timer went off and we both stood up and walked over to the counter. All were negative. I sighed and leaned against Colby's chest.

"We will keep trying. We know we're both fertile. When are you next ovulating?"