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Our "Thing" Part 29

dedicated to mjsite and michael jackson. -norah

That night, Carl took Rae out to a real fancy restaurant and they ended up having a great time. Everything was going extremely well until-

Rae:*getting up* Excuse me, I need the ladies'.

On her way there she saw a slim figured guy leaning against the wall with his hands in his pocket and his hoodie up whilst faced down. Who else could it have possibly been but-

Rae: Michael, how long have you been standing there?
Michael: *looks up* You look amazing in your outfit.
Rae: This is what I was going to wear when you stood me up.
Michael:*rolls eyes* Clearly I didn't miss much.
Rae: Where the hell have you been?
Michael: I'd  take forever to explain-
Rae: And that's time I don't have. Carl's waiting for me. *starts walking away*
Michael: *pulls her by arm* I came all this way to see you and-
Rae: Why wont you just tell me where you've been because Ive been worried sick.
Michael: Maybe I don't wanna go that deep into things. Maybe all I wanted to do was *sighs* see you because I- *pauses* Carl's waiting.

Either way, Rae never really found out Michael's whereabouts for a long time. The rest of the evening, she kept thinking about him. He looked lost more than anything. Carl was a much better driver than Michael and that was one minor thing Rae liked about Carl. They were standing on the porch of Kendall's.

Carl: You seem a bit spaced out.
Rae: Is it that obvious?
Carl: Time heals everything. You should know that.
Rae: I know and thanks for being a great friend. *hugs him*
Carl: *slowly backs away from hug and stares at her*  
Without hesitation, Carl kissed Rae softly on the lips. Meanwhile, at a cheap motel, Michael was sitting trying to look busy by reading a novel.

Waitress: Sir, your order may take another 5 minutes. I apologize for the inconvinience.
Michael: Cool.
Waitress: You've been reading the same page since you got in.
 Michael: I'm a slow reader.
Waitress: Right, I'll leave you to it.

Michael didn't really look at her, but when he did, he noticed how pretty she was. She had a wavy hair, medium brown skin and big  brown eyes with long lashes. The last thing Michael wanted to think about was hot waitresses on top of all the shit he'd gone through. His order of a double cheeseburger, fries and hot chocolate came after 5 minutes and the waitress stood for a while.

Michael: What? Can't a guy say grace without being scrutinized?
Waitress: I was going to ask if you needed anything else.
Michael:*smiles* I'm being a total jackass haven't I?
Waitress: *smiles back* Pretty much. I'm Tasha.
Michael: I'm Michael and-
Tasha: Something's bothering you and you wanna talk.
Michael: You're right. I just want to talk to someone about anything but what's bothering me.

In the early hours of the morning, Rae heard a loud knock on the door. She knew Kendall was fast asleep and answered the door. A blond woman who was clearly middle aged pushed past. She had on tight black jeans, an orange tank top and was smoking on a cigarette.

Rae: May I help you?
Woman: *sits on couch* I'm Dawn Montgomery. Blaire's mother. 
Rae: Oh umm I'm-
Dawn: Sugar, I know you're Raeleen Kellman.
Rae: I much prefer Green.
Dawn: Blaire was nothing but a little bitch.
Rae: Why would you say that about her?
Dawn: A lying bitch for that matter. I'll tell you what she did, Sugar. Bitch turned 14 and told me my husband, the goddamn only priest in that town, her step daddy molested her and been doing that since bitch was 12. 
Rae: You didn't believe her, did you?
Dawn: No one did. Especially me. She then used drugs, ran away and I said good riddance!
Rae: You let your husband molest your own child.
Dawn: Aww sugar, you takin' it all wrong. I called before she died and told her my husband is in jail because some girls followed her footsteps and lied. Then, she run off and gets herself killed. Wack bitches.

Rae thought back to the last time she saw Blaire on the phone thinking it was her drug dealer when it was her mom.
 
Rae: Dawn, why are you here?
Dawn: Besides for that sexy Michael Jackson's number, Blaire's body. I raised her so I'll bury her.

Rae watched her inhale and exhale on her cigarette and alot of things about Blaire somehow made more sense.
  
Rae: There's no way I'm letting you do that.

TBC

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