Whoa, there's something on my mind Won't somebody please, please tell me what's wrong? What you say? (You've got to face it to live in this world) Hey, hey, hey, yes (You take the good along with the bad) Whoa-ah (Sometimes you're happy and sometimes you're sad) One more time (You know you love him, you can't understand) Down the side (Why he treats you like he do when he's such a good man)
A hard knock interrupted my session. I stopped singing & took off my headphones. I opened the door.
"Bobbi?"
"Can we talk?"
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"Yeah, what's the problem?"
"I'm pregnant" she blurted out.
"I'm sorry, what?"
"And its Michael's."
"Ah fuck!" I leaned against the door frame.
"I don't know how this happened."
"What do you mean?"
"He asked me to come over to his place to talk about some important papers that I didn't sign over. Next thing I know, I was being tossed over the couch & we were kissing like horny toads."
I groaned in frustration "you have to be kidding me."
"I'm sorry."
"Oh, don't apologize to me. You need to apologize to Diana. Even though there divorced you still need to apologize."
"Apologize to Diana?" she scoffed "like I'm gonna apologize to that bitch."
"Does Michael know about this?"
"Not yet. Usually, he would give me birth control pills before having sex."
"This is completely absurd."
"What should I do?"
"Do you want this baby?"
"Yes, I do."
"What about Michael? What would he say?"
"He let me keep my son. I guess he would let me keep this one."
"You should tell him."
"I'm scared."
"Me too, but he has to know."
"Okay, but what if he beats me?"
"How about we tell him together? If he does anything crazy, i'll be there to stop him."
She smiled weakly "thanks, anne mae."
"Now exit, I have a song to record."
She exited from the booth. I cue the producer to start again. I put my headphones back on & focused.
Yes, he's got me smilin' when I should be ashamed Got me laughin' when my heart is in pain Whoa, now, I must be a fool But I'll do anything he wants me to Now, why?
Tell me one more time (You've got to face it to live in this world) Hey, hey, hey, yes (You take the good along with the bad) Whoa, yes (Sometimes you're happy and sometimes you're sad) One more time (You know you love him, you can't understand) Down the side (Why he treats you like he do when he's such a good man)
Yes, way of action speaks louder than words The truest thing that I ever heard I trust the man and all that he do And I-I'll do anything he wants me to Now, why?
