You Never Know What Might Happen, chapter 4
I've had to think for the last few days about the baby. I still didn't know what I was going to do. Should I just keep the baby? What if Billie Joe wants the baby?
Those were the only things going through my head the past few days and well, I think I might keep the baby. It might be a good thing for Billie Joe and I. We'll get to be together always... I hope.
I walk down stairs and I only see Billie Joe up. He's watching Cartoons on the tube. He can be such a child sometimes. But I like it, it's cute.
"Hey hunny," Billie Joe says to me shyly.
"Hey, I've been thinking, and I think I'm going to keep the baby," I said kind of excitingly.
"Erm... Well, what was the other choice you were thinking about?" He asks nervously.
"I was thinking of abortion." I said rather in a mumbly voice.
"How could you think about abortion? I told you I would help raise the baby and be the father. We could raise the baby here and kick everyone else out," Billie Joe said in a rather joking voice.
"Or we could all live here. Jimmy too if he wants," I say.
"Alright."
Alright was all he could say? I thought he would be objective of Jimmy living here too. I mean of course it was up to Jimmy if he wanted to live here.
But I wasn't quite sure how I was going to tell my mum and my step dad.
One day. Billie Joe and I were sitting on the couch and Billie Joe was playing the guitar for me. He started to play, "Why Do You Want Him." And I start to cry because it reminds me of my dad dying and my mum's going out with some jerk that I hate. I guess it was kind of the same thing that happend to Billie Joe. But my dad died when I was 14 of Lung Cancer.
He held me tight not knowing why I was crying and what was going on. He looked really confused from the view I saw him at. I hugged him tight, never wanting to let go. We would be together forever, just like I had always dreamt.
I told him the story about my dad dying and he told me everything would be alright, and it made me much better.
"I won't play that song again if you don't want me to." He told me while holding me tightly in his arms.
"It's alright. Play whatever you want. I can't stop you."
"Oh, but you can" He said jokingly beginning to tickle me.
We ended up rolling around the floor with me trying to get away from him. But I couldn't succeed, he was too strong for me to get away.
We ended up with Billie Joe on top of me. This didn't look like a pretty sight. We were both laughing our heads off as Billie Joe leans in on me.....
Those were the only things going through my head the past few days and well, I think I might keep the baby. It might be a good thing for Billie Joe and I. We'll get to be together always... I hope.
I walk down stairs and I only see Billie Joe up. He's watching Cartoons on the tube. He can be such a child sometimes. But I like it, it's cute.
"Hey hunny," Billie Joe says to me shyly.
"Hey, I've been thinking, and I think I'm going to keep the baby," I said kind of excitingly.
"Erm... Well, what was the other choice you were thinking about?" He asks nervously.
"I was thinking of abortion." I said rather in a mumbly voice.
"How could you think about abortion? I told you I would help raise the baby and be the father. We could raise the baby here and kick everyone else out," Billie Joe said in a rather joking voice.
"Or we could all live here. Jimmy too if he wants," I say.
"Alright."
Alright was all he could say? I thought he would be objective of Jimmy living here too. I mean of course it was up to Jimmy if he wanted to live here.
But I wasn't quite sure how I was going to tell my mum and my step dad.
One day. Billie Joe and I were sitting on the couch and Billie Joe was playing the guitar for me. He started to play, "Why Do You Want Him." And I start to cry because it reminds me of my dad dying and my mum's going out with some jerk that I hate. I guess it was kind of the same thing that happend to Billie Joe. But my dad died when I was 14 of Lung Cancer.
He held me tight not knowing why I was crying and what was going on. He looked really confused from the view I saw him at. I hugged him tight, never wanting to let go. We would be together forever, just like I had always dreamt.
I told him the story about my dad dying and he told me everything would be alright, and it made me much better.
"I won't play that song again if you don't want me to." He told me while holding me tightly in his arms.
"It's alright. Play whatever you want. I can't stop you."
"Oh, but you can" He said jokingly beginning to tickle me.
We ended up rolling around the floor with me trying to get away from him. But I couldn't succeed, he was too strong for me to get away.
We ended up with Billie Joe on top of me. This didn't look like a pretty sight. We were both laughing our heads off as Billie Joe leans in on me.....
