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In The Studio	By : PunknessBenji Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Good Charlotte Views: 2844 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I got up the next morning and was throwing up so bad I thought my stomach was coming through my mouth. It was completely awful! So I told Daniel when he got up, since I was awake by 6AM and he got up at 9. He took me straight to the doctors and the doctor took a pregnancy test; made me piss in a little cup and he tested it. He came back into the room. Daniel held my hand as the doctor sat down. Then the words came out of his mouth. My whole life, career and everything were resting on those words he spoke to me. I felt like I was in a dream state. I could feel my heart crash to the bottom of my stomach and I felt the vomit coming up my throat as he said it. “The test is…” Even Benji’s world would be different. How could I tell him? What would he say? Should I even tell him? Should I go through all the trouble of having a father in my kids’ life? My mind was blank.

The next thing I knew Daniel was holding me up as we walked out of the doctors. I could barely hear him talk, it was coming out in mumbles. “Skye…It’s…in…” What would I tell Steve, that I couldn’t go on tour because of this? Would he tell anyone? Most importantly, would he tell Benji? I could feel my eyes swell up with tears. My cheeks were flushed white.

When we got home Daniel helped me out of the car and inside. My mum was standing in the hallway waiting for us. He took me into the lounge room and sat me down on the armchair. Him and mum went into the kitchen and I could hear whispering. I have no idea what came over me but I got up and walked out the door. My legs carried me to the Hotel I knew Benji was staying at Shangri-LA. I went up to the service desk and asked for his room number. I wasn’t in my right mind. I went to the elevator and pressed for the 7th floor. What could I possibly be thinking? He’s getting married and I’m going to tell him something that will change his whole fucking life?

I got to his door and knocked. How could I say it? ‘Oh, Benji you know those few times we were together? Yeah, well I fell pregnant”, or “Benji I’m pregnant!” That will go down REALLY well, won’t it? He’ll throw me out of the room so fast. The door opened and I saw the face of the man I was in love with, sorry, that I AM in love with. His face spread into a smile. He has no idea how that’s going to turn upside down once he finds why I’m here. “Come in.” He said. I couldn’t talk. My voice was caught in my throat. I didn’t know how to say it. “Sit down if you want. I’m here by myself.”

“I thought your wife was here with you?” I said finding my voice all of a sudden. I sat on the armchair.

He sat down beside me. “She’s not my wife. My fiancé.” Same shit, different smell. “What brings you here?” He was chewing on some gum. I could smell it he was that close to me. I could feel his breathe on my face and I knew what he was thinking because I was thinking the same. All thoughts of the real reason I was there washed away into the distance as his hand touched my arm and a shiver down my spine.

I learnt over and kissed him gently on the lips. He put pressure on mine and forced his tongue into my mouth. “How…I’ve…missed…you!” he said between kisses. I let a moan out; I felt his hand touch my bare leg. A shiver went up my spine and back down to his touch. My hand went up to his face all on it’s own. All thoughts of the baby flew out of my mind and I was in bliss, with Benji’s touch. His hand moved up my leg and found my soft spot. He pushed my underwear to the side and let his hand touch my flesh; a little moan came up my throat.

I got up, while still kissing him and sat on his lap, with my legs either side of his and started to unzip his pants. His hand was on my breasts through my top and I could feel him get hard as my hand dove into his pants and touched him. His hard, thumping cock was in my hands as he pushed me off him and I landed on the couch on my back. Her got up and took his belt off. I could tell this was going to be rough, rougher than what he has done before. He took his member out of his pants and pushed my underwear to the side as he slide inside of me. I let out a loud moan and then felt his hand go over my mouth. His thrusts were hard and deep; I felt an orgasm coming nearly straight away.

I could feel his hot breath on my face as he thrusted in and out of me, harder and deeper each time. Then I felt the most amazing feeling in the world. I had orgasmed once again with Benji. He pulled out of me and let himself relax. He then looked at me and I whispered, “I have to go”. I didn’t want to go but the thoughts of the baby growing inside of me were coming back and it wasn’t the time to tell him.

“Already?” He breathed out.

“Yeah. I need to go home for dinner.” I lied. I got up and put my hair in a ponytail.

“Will you come back later?” I looked at him and kissed him.

“No.” I said pulling away and closing the door as I walked out.

I laid down on my bed with my face in the pillow, when I got home. I had John playing in the background;

“Should have smiled in that picture,
If it’s the last that I’ll see of you,
It’s the least that you,
Could not do”

All my thoughts were running a riot in my head and giving me a headache. Why did I just have sex with Benj? Why didn’t I tell him? Why couldn’t I tell him? Why am I so scared of telling him? I groaned.

I heard the phone ring and then footsteps outside of my door. “Skye darlin’?” My mothers voice said from the other side of the door.

“Yeah?” I grumbled turning onto my back.

“Oh Darlin’,” She said in a whiny voice, “Are you ok?” I rolled my eyes.

“Yes, Ma, I’m fine.”

“Well, Sweetie, there’s someone on the phone that wants to talk to you.” I sighed. Every time I try to relax someone wants me for one reason or another.

I slowly got up from the bed and walked to the door. Throwing the door open to my mother’s surprised eyes and stepped out.

“Sweetie, you don’t look too well at all.” She said following me down the stairs. “Maybe you should get some rest.”

“That’s what I was trying to do then.” I picked the phone up from the chair in the lounge and sat down. “Hello?” I said into it with a tired voice.

“Skye, we need you back here.” Steve said in a panicky tone.

“Why? I’m on holiday and…”

“No time for holidays. The tour starts in a few days and we need you here,” he said cutting me off.

“What? How? It doesn’t start for a few more weeks.”

“The dates were wrong” Oh god, why does this have to happen now?

“I can’t go on a plane.”

“Why the hell not?”

“Because…well, I’m pregnant.” He went silent. “Steve?”

“Yeah? I’m here. Just trying to work out how we’re gonna do this. How the hell did you get pregnant?”

“Umm…I had sex…”

“Not like that. How could you let yourself get pregnant?”

“I don’t know. It just happened.”

“And who is…Is Benji the…” he started to say but I cut him off.

“Does that really make a difference? It’s not gonna change the fact that I’m pregnant.” I said a little pissed off.

“Yeah, true. I’m sorry for asking.” He said and sighed.

“No, Steve, I’m sorry. I just don’t want to talk about it, is all.” I rested my head back.

“Yeah, ok. So do you want the Media to know?” NO! They would be hounding me forever about it and asking all types of awkward questions.

“No. They will have a field day here and my mum is already sick of it…even though she’ll tell anyway.” He laughed.

“She will, huh?”

“Yeah.” I laughed also. “How is life there?” I asked.

We talked for a few more minutes and he ended up telling me to just rest and he’ll work everything out with the tour and such. I was happy after that and run into the kitchen, where my mum and Daniel were.

“Don’t run, darlin’.” I rolled my eyes. “You might fall and hurt the baby.”

“Ma, it’s not even a baby yet. It’s just a foetus.” Well, it is. It hasn’t got feet or a head yet.

“But still, Darlin’ you could hurt it.”

“Mum’s right, y’know.” Daniel said. Oh now they’re ganging up on me.

“Fine, fine, I won’t run.” I opened the fridge and got out an orange juice. “Steve said I don’t have to do the tour anymore.” I said opening the juice.

“Are you staying here?” Daniel asked.

“I don’t know. I was thinking of going back to L.A. and staying with Erica, but she’s moving out.” I said shrugging my shoulders. I really didn’t want her to move out but it would be good for her and John to be alone most of the time, instead of having me hanging around.

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2 months later.

I dragged my suitcase up the stairs of the building. I really shouldn’t be doing this with the baby, but no one’s around to help. I laughed at my stupidness. I’m going to be another of those women without the father of their child in this world, how very sad! I haven’t even seen him anywhere, not in the news or on the street for two months now. Which probably means his either got married secretly or he hasn’t got married at all.

“You look like you need some help,” a voice said behind me. I looked around and saw a girl with long pink hair smiling at me.

“That would be fantastic. Thanks.” I smiled at her. She took one side of the suitcase and we both took it up the stairs.

“You pregnant?” She asked me once we got to my door.

“Yeah, it’s a hassle when you have a heavy object to move…actually it’s a hassle when you have to move.” She laughed at me.

“If you ever need help again, I’m staying just above you so just call me up and I’ll be glad to help. If I’m home.”

“Thanks, I’ll do that.” I said dragging the suitcase in the rest of the way.

I got inside and looked at the answering machine, 20 messages. I pressed play and fast-forwarded them all; they were only newspapers and magazines wanting interviews. Someone had leaked about my pregnancy to them last week and they haven’t stopped calling and e-mailing me asking for details on the father, when did it happen and what I’m going to have. I took my coat off and laid on the couch. My back was aching and I still had to unpack the suitcase.

I looked at the clock, it was 6 PM. Wow, I didn’t realise it took me that long to shop. I got up off the couch, with great difficulty and dragged the suitcase into the baby’s room. I then went and turned the stereo on. Britney Spears came through it with her soothing voice.

“I know I may be young,
But I’ve got feelings too,
And I need to do what I feel like doing,
So let me go and just listen”

I un-packed the suitcase while dancing and singing. I really need to get someone in to help me out. Wonder if my mum will come over here and stay with me? Hmm… could I put up with her fussing over me though? Nah, I’ll rather do it on my own.

Once I was finished putting all the things I had brought that day for the baby around the room, I looked at it. I had got someone in to put blue wallpaper up with a star pattern. The cot looked lovely with lace hanging down the sides and the lamp beside it was Winnie The Pooh. I had an obsession with Winnie The Pooh since I was a little girl.

I heard yelling and screaming outside my door. What the hell? I walked to the door and peeked through the peephole. The girl with Pink hair that had helped me earlier was there with some guy I couldn’t see properly. I waited for them to stop yelling and opened the door a little. She looked at me.

“Men.” She said rolling her eyes. The guy was gone.

“Tell me about it.” I laughed. I knew exactly what she was saying. Men are annoying jerks.

“Hey, are you busy? You wanna come up for a coffee or something?” She asked. I thought about it. I didn’t even know this girl, but I didn’t have anyone else so I agreed.

“Yeah, just let me get my keys.” I said walking back inside and taking my keys off the hook in the kitchen. “I’m Skye by the way.” I said introducing myself on the way upstairs.

“I’m Chaz, but everyone calls me Reno.” Where have I heard that name before? “Well, this is my little place.” She said opening the door.

I walked in and she locked the door behind her. “Your place is nice.” I looked around at all the colours. It was so colourful. It was like a kids room. The couch was purple, while the curtains were pink. Walls were blue with yellow around the rim of it.

“It’s too colourful. My ex-boyfriend done it. He was a hippie. Thank god I got rid of his stinking ass.” She said laughing. “Want a coffee or tea?”

“Coffee please. Two sugars and white.”

“You can sit down.” She said. I sat at the table and was going to ask her if we had met before but she spoke. “So where’s the father? Still with him?” She asked.

“No. He’s getting married to someone else.” I blurted out. Then realised if she’s someone to do with the Media, they will know now.

“Oops! Men are such assholes.” She said.

“Yeah, this one is the biggest!” She laughed.

“But aren’t they all!” She put my coffee in front of me.

“True. So what was all that about?” I said, meaning the commotion that was outside my door beforehand.

“Oh that was Billy, he was being an ass so I throw him out.” Billy? Oh shit! This is The Chaz Billy was going to see that night. I wanted to get up and run out of there but that would make it so obvious. “He won’t break up with his girlfriend.” She finished.

“He has a girlfriend?” I knew this but I couldn’t let on I knew what and who she was talking about, could I?

“Yeah, she’s a radio V.J. Dumb blonde girl. Always loud and shit. Pisses me off. And then he has the guts to say to me ’Chaz can’t I have both of you?’ Yeah right, Dick! Why would I fall for that again? Must think I’m dumb or something.” That would be Lia she’s talking about.

“I know. She pisses me off too. When she was interviewing me she never shut up. I couldn’t get a word in. She might as well have been interviewing herself!” I said not thinking.

“How do you know who I’m talking about?” Chaz asked me.

“Oh you know, I know who because she’s the loudest on the radio.” I had to think fast.

Chaz laughed. Oh thank god! I breathed out. “She is, isn’t she? Lia is such a bitch.” I wouldn’t say that but everyone has their own opinion.

“Yeah if you say so.” I said not wanting to call her anything like that.

The phone rang. “I’ll just get that.” Chaz said getting up and walking into the lounge room. I sipped at my coffee. I could hear her on the phone; “Hello…Hey, what’s up?…no, I threw him out because he’s being an asshole…Yeah, why would I want to share him with her?…no, don’t come here…Benji, I said no, don’t come here.” Shit, shit, shit. What am I suppose to do? I can’t just get up and run out like a retard. Ok I have to think about this and work out how I can get away before he comes.

Ok, Skye, you can do this. Just tell her you’re expecting visitors or you need to make a phone call. That was just stupid! That wont work without it seeming too obvious. Ok, I’ll tell her I need to go have dinner or something. That wouldn’t seem too weird since it is near seven.

I walked into the lounge room, where Chaz was. She was sitting on the couch with her head in her hands. “Is everything alright?” I asked her, sitting on the chair.

“No. Benji, one of Billy’s friends is coming over. Billy went back and said I was the one being a bitch. I can’t believe him!” She looked like she was near tears. I got up and sat on the couch next to her. I put my hand on her back.

“Well, as we said before, men are all pricks.” I said trying to sooth her. She laughed.

“Yeah and Benji’s the biggest one.” I laughed. She doesn’t know how much I know that is true! “Can you do me a favour?”

“Sure, you helped me before so sure I will.”

“Could you stay here until he leaves?” Benji? Until Benji leaves? I cant do that! I just cant! Benji will see my stomach and then probably put two and two together and BAM, I will have to explain everything.

“Yeah, I can.” How could I say no to her? She needs me right now.

We sat in silence. I was going over what I will say when Benji gets here and Chaz was staring into space, probably thinking of what she was going to say also. What would I say if he asked about the father of the baby? I had already told Chaz that he was getting married and I just cant say the opposite to that, can I? What if he asks how far along am I? I could lie and say a month but I wouldn’t be showing if that were true and I’m sure he isn’t stupid!

I could also just tell him straight out, that the baby is his, but that might cause some drama which I don’t need right now. Stress will hurt the baby and the doctor will go off at me for it. Gah, this is hard. Why did he have to go and get engaged? Why couldn’t he be with me from the start and not use me for sex? Why do I have to be so naïve and have sex with him, when I knew I would want him even more afterwards? Why couldn’t I be Blair? Why do I obsess over this? I’m sure a lot of other women have been in this position of being the other woman!

Someone knocked on the door. Chaz sighed and got up to answer. I was starting to sweat. He didn’t give me enough time to prepare for this. I heard his voice and panic reached my chest. God, please help me, I thought. I need help with this!

I wasn’t sure if I should get up and go into the kitchen where they were, or just sit here and wait. My mind was racing and I felt really uncomfortable and tired. My back started to ache more and my lips went dry. My heart jumped when I heard him say my name, “Skye?”

I looked around and blushed. Man, he always makes me blush. He looked really good. His hair was pitch black, and he looked older. For some odd reason I was nervous anymore. “Hey,” I said, stilling blushing.

“What are you doing here?” He said half surprised, half relieved.

“I live downstairs.” I simply answered. I was waiting for the big question to come but he turned to Chaz, who was standing there looking at both of us from the doorway.

“You never told me you knew Skye. Why not?” He asked her.

“We just met.” I told him. He sat down beside me; Chaz sat on the chair opposite us.

“I see you have a belly full there.” Umm…yeah. I suppose I do. His eyes glowed with delight. I was starting to sweat again. “How far along are you?” Shit. What am I going to say? I can’t tell him, he’ll work it out, if not now then eventually.

“Two months” I told him. I couldn’t lie to him, EVER! He just has this power over me that I’ve never felt before.

“Yeah? That’s awesome! I’m sure the father loves it. You going to get married?” My voice caught in my throat.

“She’s not with the father. He’s a prick like the rest of them.” Chaz answered for me, thank god, I couldn’t’ve told him that.

“Oh? Bummer. Well, you’re too good for him then. He doesn’t deserve you and the baby.” If you only knew, I thought to myself.

“Yeah, I suppose.” I said getting up. “I have to go anyways. I have to cook dinner and sleep.” He grabbed my hand.

“I’ll help you,” he said. I looked into his eyes. He knew! I know he knew, just by the way he held my hand so gentle…or he could’ve just being nice.

“Thanks but I can manage.” I grabbed my keys off the table. “I’ll c’ya tomorrow, Chaz. Thanks for the help and all.”

“No problem. As I said if I’m home, I can help whenever you need.” I looked at Benji who was staring at me.

“Yeah, thanks, it’s nice to know someone wants to help.”

“I’m going to. I’ll see you tomorrow at noon, so be there.” Benji gave her a kiss on the cheek. Could it be possible that his also sleeping with her too?

I walked out and down the hall. I was just at the top of the stairs when I heard him tell me to wait. I stopped and turned around to face him. “Let me help you down the stairs” He said once he got up to me.

“Benj, I can manage. It’s ok.” I started to walk down the first few steps.

“I still would like to help though,” I let him take my arm and help me down. It was hard walking down stairs these days, because I had this fear of falling down them. When we got to my door he made me stop. He put his hand into his pocket and produced a card out of it. “Take this and call me whenever you need anything. Doesn’t matter how small or big the help is, I’ll be here as soon as I can.”

“I’ll think about it, Benj.” I said not wanting to lead him on.

“Don’t think about it, just do it whenever you need.” He kissed me on the forehead and walked away. I watched him till he was out of sight.
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