Years later, Bella's a top recording artist and sold over 2 albums across the US.
Before working on her 3rd album, she gets shocking news that'll impact her and Paul's relationship. Pregnancy.
She found out she's pregnant with two twin boys. Their...
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April 13th, 1992
Yay! My new song is done! I worked with Jack my producer for two months on my single. I smiled happily. "I love it so much." I said. He chuckled. "It's gonna be big! I know it!" He said. We were back in the studio to finish the hook, melody and etc. This song is really personal and means a lot to me. It's called A Year Without Rain. My manager Adrian will surely be happier about this. The door opened, surprisingly Maya's appearance. She smiled. "Hey sis!" I said. I waved and turned to Jack. "Give us a minute." I told him. He nodded, getting up and leaving the room. We sat on the couch. "How are you? How's the song?" She asked. I cheered excitingly. "Great! I can't wait for you guys to hear it! I'm sure Adrian will be." I said. She chuckled. "Cool. How really are you?" She asked. I looked at her confusedly. "What do you mean?" I asked. She hummed in response. "His name starts with a P. You finish the sentence by saying future bride." She said, smirking. I looked down and cleared my throat. "Oh. That um...I'm ok. Seriously." I said. Maya rubbed my back soothingly. "It's ok if you're still healing from heartbreak. It'll go away trust me...but I think you have to let yourself get over it." She told me. Let myself get over it? What? Is she trying to say I'm stopping myself? I scoffed. "What are you saying? I'm stopping myself?" I said. She nodded her head no. "No way! You're just keeping yourself sad from the breakup. Paul's busy- I cut him off. "Being happy? Scooping around finding whore bimbos to sleep with?! Not to mention, hanging with that drunk Rebecca?! You know what? Fuck that! Fuck him! Fuck Rebecca! Fuck the bimbos! He's an asshole! I freaking loved him but I guess he never loved..." I trailed off. Maya sighed sadly. Tears almost formed in my eyes. "Maya...I'm ok. And if I'm really not, I will be. Just let me finish the song." I said softly. She nodded and hugged me. I hugged back. We parted and she closed the door behind her. A tear fell instantly from my eye. I quickly wiped it and took a deep breath. Jack came back and smiled. "Shall we record?" He asked. I fake smiled. "Yeah. Let's do it." I said. I walked in the recording booth and he sat in front of the equipment. I put on the headphones. Thoughts about Paul flew in my head. I really can't ignore this. I hate him, I hate him for hurting me so much. "Are you ready?" He asked. I snapped out of my thoughts and nodded. He played the music and I began to sing.
