"Michael we've been here for 3 months and have only complete 1 song. I mean yeah we caught up alot but 1 song, you seem distracted." Whitney asked me.
"Yeah im distracted cause I can't have you" I murmured so she couldn't hear me.
"What was that Michael?" She asked. While taking a step toward me sitting in the chair.
"Michael I want to ask you something." She said while leaning back on the sound engineering system.
"Anything Whitney." I stopped messing with the knobs on the engineering board and looked up at her.
"Have you ever wanted to finish what we started?" She looked at me.
"Yes of course Whitney but you have Bobby now and your daughter--" I started till she cut me off.
"All I wanted to hear was yes." She came over to me in my chair and grab my hand to pull me into the recording booth. She pushed me on the wall and began kissing me. I couldn't let her do all the work I began kissing her back. I waited so long for this it's no way I'm messing this up I thought.
We all know what went down after that.
"I waited so long to have you. So what's next for us." Michael asked Whitney. We were hugged up on the floor.
"I still have Bobbi Kristina and I can't leave Bobby for you." She said now putting her clothes on.
"So what was this Whitney?" I yelled getting up.
"Michael this was to close the past. I will always love you but my career is my baby" She said.
"Okay Whitney whatever." I got up put my pants and shoes on. Carried my shirt and out the studio and went home. .... .....
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3 months later. Back at Whitney's house
"How the hell can you be pregnant again Whitney?" Bobby screamed. "You haven't let me touch you since you had Bobbi Kristina, so I know it's not mine. What the hell Whitney!!"
"Look the father doesn't know and he can't know right now." Whitney said as she went to Bobbi Kristina room to check on her. Then closed the door and went to the kitchen. Bobby followed her.
"So what you gonna do Whitney cause this isn't a good look for your image." Bobby continued.
" I know Bobby damn. I working on it. For now your going to keep your damn mouth shut and I'm going to continue this pregnancy, the album, this phony ass marriage that was created for your image." Whitney said turning back toward him.
"Whatever Whitney." Bobby said as he grab his keys and left the house. ... .... ......
6 months later.
Whitney is in the hospital in labor. By her side is Robyn her bestfriend . She wouldn't let anyone else in the room.
Whitney. "Robyn once i have this baby I need you to make an announcement." I told her as I breath heavily.
"What is it Whitney." Roybn said as she rubbed my back.
"Make an announcement and say I had a stillborn. This baby is not for the public. She was created out of pure love and I don't want her in the publics eye." I told Robyn. I looked her in the eyes so she knew i was serious
"Now you know I can't say no to you, but we are going to talk about this later." Robyn told me.
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I had my second baby girl on March 17th 1994 at 2:36 a.m. I named her Michaela (My-kella) Willow Houston Jackson. The only person I allowed to know her name was Robyn so I knew we would definitely need to talk later. I had Robyn set her up in another hospital room while I recovered. No one needed to know about my love child.
My mother came into the room and prayed over me. I couldn't tell her about the baby. My career is just sky rocketing and I needed that part of me to remain just for me...And her father I thought. While I was in the hospital room.
Robyn came back into the room.
"Okay Nip I got the baby into another. A bodyguard is manning the door. So are you going to talk now." She asked. As she sat down on the bed.
"I guess now. Her father of course is Michael. We had sex sometime when we were in the studio. I broke it off with him that day. When I found out I was pregnant I knew it was his. Bobby knows it was someone else's but not that it was Michael's." I told Robyn. She rubbed my hand to comfort me.
"So what are you going to do Nip. You want me to call Michael?" She asked me.
"I want to call him when we get out. Please find out how long we have to be here. I'm ready to go now Robyn I want to hold my baby and I can't do that here."
"I got it Whitney let me talk to the doctors. See what I can work out. Until then I need you to calm down okay. We have a private nurse in there so she is going to be well taken care of." Robyn told me. She left the room and I cried that I put myself in this situation.
The doctor let me and Michaela out the hospital the next day. Michaela left with Robyn a hour before me. Then I rode home with Bobby. This was all to keep her out of the spotlight I told myself just for her well being.
We go to the house. All I wanted to do was see my kids. Robyn helped me to my room. Where a bassinet was set up and there was Michaela. Bobby brought Bobbi Kristina in the room once I got settled.
"Hey baby girl this is your sister." I told Krissy. She pointed to Michaela and clapped. She was cute I didn't expect more from a 1 year old.
"You guys are my everything" I told the both of them. I looked at Krissy who was falling asleep behind me. And then Michaela. I put her into the bassinet and called out for Bobby.
"Hey could you put Krissy in her bed for me. And tell Robyn to come in." I asked him when he walked in.
"Yeah no problem." Bobby amswered.
Me and Bobby got along for now. He wanted to know Michaela dad but I still had to discuss that with Michael. He has always been a very secretive person.
Robyn walked in.
"Hey Nip what's going on." She asked.
"I need you to get in touch with Michael. He needs to know. And when he comes no one is to be in the house." I told her. She Crossed her arms and looked at me.
"Okay. Nip I just hope you know what you doing. I don't want me little niece to be hurt in the process." She told me as she walked away.
I looked down at my loved child. I don't want her to be hurt either...
