80s Band Imagines

💚Vince #1- Something Missing

Heartache

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Me and Vince had known each other our whole lives. That's a full 25 years. We've been together 10 and married 5. Me and Vince were just meant to be, and it's not just me being girly, he's even said it.

We'd always talked about having kids. We have a dog that we treat like a baby, but it's not quite the same. Me and Vince had been trying for some time, but nothing. So, I made an appointment to see if anything was abnormal.

I didn't tell Vince. Because he would try to tell me nothing was wrong and it was all in my head, but I just had this feeling that there was something wrong. I just knew there was.

As I sat in the waiting room, I had this sour feeling in my stomach, my thoughts running wild. I tried to say they weren't necessary, but I had this feeling that wouldn't go away.

When the nurse came to get me, my chest felt heavy. I knew something was wrong. I knew it. I could feel it.

"Mrs. Neil, I'm Dr. Montgomery. What seems to be the issue today?"

"Well, me and my husband have been trying for a baby for over three months and nothing. I know it takes time, but I just think there's something wrong."

"Well, let's have a look. We'll get everything figured out."

The doctor did an ultrasound and ran some tests and came back with the results after about 15 minutes. (A/n: I have no idea if that's even close to right.)

"Mrs. Neil, are your periods regular?"

"Yes. I get them every month. Why? Is something wrong?"

"It's just rare for women with this to get their periods regularly."

"With what? Dr. what is wrong?"

"Mrs. Neil, you need to prepare yourself for awful news."

"Tell me what's wrong with me!"

"You're infertile."

"What?" I gawked in disbelief.
"N-no. No. I c-can't be. I've always had my periods; I've done everything to have a baby. I can't be."

"I have the results right here. I'm truly sorry."

I slowly walked out of the room, drying my tears, and started the half-hour drive back home.

When I got home, Storm, our dog, greeted me. Something that used to bring me so much joy broke me in half.

I collapsed on the floor as sobs wrecked my body.
I'm not sure how long I laid there, but eventually, I went upstairs and laid down in bed. Storm trailing behind me.
I cried until I couldn't physically cry anymore.

I fell asleep somewhere in there, but I woke up when Vince laid down behind me. Pulling me back towards him, his face nuzzling my neck.

"Hey, baby." He whispered sweetly in my ear.

"Hey, babe."

"What's the matter? You hate sleeping during the day."

"Just tired I guess."

"June-bug, look at me."

"I can't," I said letting out a broken sob.

"Please."

I turned around, facing Vince. The look in his eyes was enough for me to break into sobs.

"June? What happened?" He asked, pulling me to his chest.

"V-vince. I-i c-cant. I-i-"

"Shh. It's alright. Just calm down."

I calmed down after a few minutes, but I kept my face in Vince's chest.

"Babe. I need you to talk to me."

"Vince. I can't have kids."

"What?!" He asked, just as puzzled as I was, well, am.

"I went to the doctor today. I just felt like there was something wrong. And she said I was i-in-infertile. I-i can-t have k-kids."

"Oh, babe. God, I'm so sorry."

"N-no! I'm sorry. I know how much you want a baby. And I'm sorry I can't give you that."

"Don't ever apologize to me for something that isn't your fault, Bug."

"I don't know what to do."

"I know. We'll figure it out though. We always have, and we always will."