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best week of my life #2
A few years passed aand everynight i would look at the crimpled piece of paper that contained Michael's number. The phone rang suddenly, and i went over and picked it up. Me: Hello? ???: This is the UCLA hospital. We are very sad to inform you that your mother, Lucy Anne Davidson, has passed away suddenly. I hung up. I was devo. (devasted) and I could not believe what I had just heard. Days later I had booked a flight from Australia to California to receive my mothers ashes. I brought Michael's number with me, feeling as though he would be the only one in the whole world who would satisfy me. After picking up my mothers ashes i was terribly upset. I grabbed the number out of my purse. Michael: Hello, michael speaking. Me: ( I breathed heavily )Michael, i need you! Michael: who is this? Me: Sienna, can i come over. I NEED YOU! Michael agreed worried for my safety, reminded me of the way to get there & i hurried over. He was waiting at the door for me, how sweet. As soon as Michael saw me, he ran over to me and picked me up and shook me like a rag doll with long blonde hair with the smell of cinnamon. I whimpered, he whimpered, we all whimpered. Me: SHES GONE Michael: WHO! WHERE! me: My MOTHER. LUCY ANNE DAVIDSON. LA FOR SHORT Michael: Oh no. Not LA . Im so sorry Me: Dont apologise. Lets just hug. As we hugged, i said in my head- this is nice. He took me inside his house. I smelled him. He smelled like baby powder. I guessed that he wore that because he always sweated on stage and powder soaked it all up. yummy yummy. He took me to his couch, where he had spilt hot hot hot tea on me me me. I remembered it well, because there was a big brown stain over the carpet. It kiinda looked like a love heart. Michael: Want something to eat? drink? Me: no, i mean no thankyou. Michael decided to take me out to the cliff where he had pushed his last girlfriend off a cliff. I felt reckless, what if he wanted to kill me? was i being to much of a pain to him? On the way there he leaned over to give me a kiss, i felt the wind in my hair because he was blowing with the air from his mouth. Me: DRIVE! DRIVE LIKE YOU'VE NEVER DRIVEN BEFORE!!! Michael: you said it baby! He took of his shirt, kissed his nipples, kissed my forehead & kissed my lips. He drove slowly as a grandmother was trying to cross the street. Then he began to drive so dangerously, ive never seen him like this. He decided to not go to the cliff anymore, more like a dark forest. but then he decided to go back to the cliff. He forgot to pull the break & suddenly we were flying. Michael: I've always wanted to fly Me: you said it baby! Than in the dark of the night, i awoke on the beach without michael. he left me a note - GOODBYE SIENNA, it was only meant to last a week. xx. THE END.
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