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Our "Thing" Part 30
i had never forgotten about this story or this site and I'm sure I speak for alot of people when I say that it was just life that got in the way of MJSite. I love Michael Jackson and this site and am grateful it's still around. -norah Dawn looked at Rae incredulously. Dawn: Errr repeat? Rae: I'm not letting you take Blaire away. Dawn: *walks up to Rae and is in her face* Blaire hated you and you were a nothin' but a man stealing cunt in her world. Who am I? The goddamned woman who brought the slut into this world and she has done nothing for me but- Rae: *raises voice* You let him rape your daughter. Dawn: *yelling* Shuddup, you bitch! Rae: *shouting back* You weren't a mother to her when she died. Somehow, the very outspoken Dawn Montgomery was silenced. She backed away from Rae and sat on the couch her face growing pale. Dawn: *shaking her head* My husband was a good man. He didn't hurt her or those other girls. She lied. She wanted attention. She wanted- Rae: Blaire had friends here in L.A who'll bury her. I'm sure they'll be enough. When Rae said that, she was happy to have gotten the last word from her. Then, she saw Dawn was looking sad. Rae sighed deeply and sat next to her. Rae: I lost my mom and it - *pauses* She married me off to someone else I didn't love and costed me the man of my dreams. Dawn: Michael Jackson? Blaire's boyfriend? Rae: *nods* Yeah, him. I hated her and my dad. But, it was when she died I realized the woman was my mother. Dawn: *trying not to cry* Can't I come to the funeral? You seem to be callin' all them shots around here. Rae: Blaire would've liked that. Later that night, Rae drove Dawn to a nearby hotel and the whole way she was thinking of Michael. As usual, the last they saw of each other, they were fighting. Sure, she had Carl but she knew deep down Carl wasn't Michael and didn't make her feel the way she did in Michael's proximity. She knew she'd have to see him and try clear the air. On the Saturday, Rae went to the recording studio to see if she'd find Michael there. She got in and was walking very fast. She was walking so fast she bumped into someone and managed to get all THEIR fries with ketchup all over HER chest. Classic Raeleen Green moment. Person: Oh I'm so sorry. This person had a slightly annoying high pitched girly voice and Rae looked up and saw a really pretty girl looking at her apologetically. Rae noticed she was not only very pretty but also had a great body. Maybe she was an aspiring singer. Rae: You know what? It's fine. It is so fine you won't ever get it. Person: I'm real sorry. Lemme help you. Rae: No, I'm meeting someone and- The next moment Rae would have best described as one where she wished she could've reacted better. Another Person With A Manlier Voice: Babe, where're the fries you were getting. Person: *perking up* Michael. Rae's eyes went from her chest to this 'Michael' and sure enough it was her Michael. Her best friend and ex boyfriend. He gave her a puzzled look. Michael: Err Tasha would you give us a moment? Tasha: You know her? Who is she? Rae: *mumbles* I should be asking that question. Michael: *annoyed* Oh my God, Tasha just go! Reluctantly, Tasha went away. Rae looked at her chest sadly. Rae: First every new maid, then Magenta at her birthday party and now your boo, Tasha. Is there a huge target sign on my chest that I can't see? Michael: I'm not interested in your boobs, what do you want here? Rae: Harsh much? Michael: I'm being harsh? What about me coming to you and all you tell me is *imitating Rae's voice badly* Michael, Carl is waiting. He's so perfect, why'd you come, he's so- Rae: I didn't say all that and that is really not how I talk. Michael: *raises brow* Rae: It's about Blaire's funeral. Michael: It's tomorow. Rae: *slowly* Oh. Michael: Are you going? Rae: I don't know. They stood in silence for a while then Michael cleared his throat. Michael: See you tommorow. Rae: *nods* Yeah. Rae quickly turned around and walked away fighting back tears. She started only seriously crying when she got to Kendall's. Thankfully, he wasn't there. It was stupid of her to think Michael was going to forget everything that had ever happened to them and just fall back into her arms. Things were never going to be the same again between them. No matter how hard they could try, it'd never be the way it was before she married Perry. After enough cookie dough ice-cream, she called Carl immediately. Carl: Hey, I was just thinking about you. Rae: Yeah me too. I have something important to tell you. Carl: It sounds serious. Rae: Depends how you take it. I'm taking that offer to go to Africa. Carl:*too excitedly* Oh Rae that's-that's wonderful. I err are you sure about all this? Rae: Positive. Carl:If it's a way to try get over Michael or- Rae: This is for me, Carl not him. Carl: You should have let me finish. If you're trying to run away from something, it won't work. People don't forget the one's that mean something to them. Rae: *rolls eyes* I wouldn't have gone out with you if I was still anything with Michael. Carl: As your boss, you don't speak like that if you still value the position you hold at my company. As your boy - I mean as your friend, just think about it. Meanwhile, Michael was walking arm in arm with Tasha to the bar where he met Blaire for the first time. Where they ended up getting kicked out, driven back to his place by Pete the bartender and sleeping together at his place. This was the place that started it all. There were too many memories at that place that he had no interest in entertaining but Tasha really wanted to go for karaoke night. Tasha: *resting her head on his shoulder* That lady who came in today that I spilled my food on looked nice. Michael: Yeah, she is. My cousin. Tasha: *looks up at him* I'm so sorry. She thinks I'm not suited for you or something. Michael: What makes you say that? Tasha: *shrugs* It's either that or I make her feel insecure. I'm not what'd you call fat, you know. Michael couldn't help but roll his eyes at her. She was a waitress he only agreed to go out with out of boredom. Or maybe something else.....When they were at the bar, she seemed to know everyone and would leave Michael to drink on his own alot. He gulped the last of his drink when a blond girl took the seat meant for Tasha. At first Michael thought he was seeing things. Did Blaire's ghost come to haunt him? When he looked closer his face lit up. Michael: *genuinely excited* Ivana! How's the little Kellman doing? Ivana: Great actually. *hugs him* How're you? Michael: Exhausted. Both physically and mentally. Ivana: Oh you poor thing. Just to let you know, I'm coming to Blaire's funeral tommorow. To be there for you and Rae. Michael: That's sweet of you, Ivana but I'll survive. Besides, weren't you and Rae on bad terms. Ivana: Calling me a lesbian wasn't nice but hopefully tommorow we'll be able to work things out. I wish the same for you too. Michael looked at Tasha dancing with her friends and saw how happy and free she was. What happened to him and Rae that was so bad that they'd lost all that? He was still reeling over everything that had happened leading to Blaire dying but a part of him he couldn't ignore was still very much in love with Rae. ***************************************************************** Next part is coming soon!
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