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Maria Carmen 2000s *17*
*Part 17-Fluffykins* How thankful I was that Daddy was going over to Chris'(Tucker) house today so they could talk about things. Gives me enough time to go to the park, and get back home before anything else can every happen. I got Kevin to drive me to the park, and when I got there Dalton was sitting on one of the benches waiting for me. I smiled and walked over to him. We exchanged hellos and how are yous, hugged and sat down together. Ohkay...step one down. Now to get to the hard step and actually tell him the truth about who I am before anything, and I mean ANYTHING gets too serious with us. Just because him and I are friends as of right now...it doesn't mean something bad could happen, right? Wrong. He could find out who I am and then leave out of my life forever. I am not about to let that happen. Why? I have no clue. Just taking cautions, I suppose. I looked into those brown eyes of Dalton's and got lost for a minute until he pulled me back into the world of reality. Dalton: So what did you want to talk with me about? Me: Um, I need to honest with you. Dalton: How so? Me: Do I seem like a normal person to you? Dalton: Well, yeah. Me: I am normal, Dalton. Just not your kind of normal. Dalton: Ohkay. Now I am very confused. Me: I know it's confusing. But I am here to answer any questions you want to know about. Dalton: Ohkay. Can I start with asking about your daughter, and why you haven't tried to date a man in so long as you say? Me: Well...my daughter's name is Lillian, but we call her Lilly or "Little Bit". She's 4-years-old...and is the center of my world. I'd kill for my little girl. Dalton: *Smiles* That's cute. Now what about the dating thing? Me: Well...um, that's a touchy subject for me. Dalton: How so? Me: I was raped a few years back, and that's who I am with my beautiful daughter now. I didn't know who the mysterious man was...all I know is that he pretended to kidnap my little brother and sister while my parents were out. It wasn't a pretty sight...and I guess it put like a trama thing in my head...and I'm scared to ask guys out because of that. Dalton: *Grabs my hand and looks at me* I'm so sorry that happened to you. I'm going to try all my power to find the sicko that did that to you. Me: Thanks, Dalton. Dalton: Now about your siblings? Me: Oh, I was two little brother and a little sister. Dalton: Really? How old? Me: Well, they go from the ages 8, 7, and 3. Dalton: *Kinda shocked* How old are you? Me: 25. Dalton: I'm 27. Me: Cool. Dalton: Yeah. Me: Anything else? Dalton: What are your siblings names? Me: My older little brother's name is Prince, baby brother's name is Prince Michael...we call him "Blanket" though. And my sister's name is Paris. Dalton: *Rubbing his chin* Prince, Blanket, and Paris...why do those names sound familiar to me? Me: *Shrugs* I'm not sure. Anything else? Dalton was quite for a few mintues, guess he needed some time to think about a new question to ask me. I saw his face look like something clicked into his mind. Like a "duh" lightbulb just been freshly placed into his brain. I raised an eyebrow at him some. What is he thinking? He looked at the ground then back to me. Dalton: One last question, and then I want know about your history. Kay? Me: *Nodes* Dalton: What is your last name? Oh...I knew something like this was going to happen. Me: Well... Dalton: You said you'd answer any of my questions. Don't let this one end that promise, ohkay? Me: *Nods* Dalton: So please. Answer. Me: *Sighs* Ohkay... Dalton:... Me: Jackson. My last name is Jackson. Dalton: Jackson as in? Me: Michael Jackson. Dalton: Noway...your bulffing. Me: Nope. Really not. Want to know the whole story now? Dalton: *Nods his head* I think that'll help really get me to understand how you're a Jackson as in The Jackson family. I sighed and began telling Dalton the whole story. Starting from when Daddy and my loving Aunts and Uncles found me as a newborn baby after one of their concerts after Mommy left me there, because she didn't know if she was ready to be a mother. Then I kept going on about how everything that happened, my friends, and everyone I met because of growing up a Jackson. Talking about how Tatianna shot me in the back because I ruined her chances at dating my father and getting her fired off the set of The Way You Make Me Feel and letting my mother do her part. When my mother came back...and asked for my dad's forgiveness and asked for mine. Them getting together...everything leading up to me becoming a older sister of my three beautiful siblings. The first case in '93. And everything else leading to the case now and talking to Dalton. I finally finished everything. The looked on Dalton's face, told me he wasn't exspecting everything I just said. Dalton: Um...wow... Me: I know. Pretty much of a handful. I understand if you no longer want to be part of my life knowing who I am, who my father is and who I really am. Thank you for listening though. I got up to leave, but Dalton grabbed my hand before I could go any father. I looked up at him. Dalton: Maria, I didn't ask for your number because I just wanted a normal girl with a normal life, parents or background. I wanted your number and a chance to get to know you because you were different. I know that is pretty hard to understand, but it is the truth. I don't care who your dad is, personally I enjoy your father's music. God's honest truth I do. And I'm not one of the idiots going on about, oh he did this, he is a sicko. Nah. Your pops cool in my book. I also don't care who your family is, nor do I care that you were adoptive into the Jackson family. You're normal either way. And you being the Princess of Pop, hell I don't care. You're still the cool girl from Hot Topic I met. I smiled and hugged him. I felt him hug me back tighter. Hmm...I could really see myself being with him in the near future. Me: Dalton? Dalton: Hmm? Me: I want you to meet a very important person in my life? Dalton: Lilly? Me: She is important, but no. Dalton: Siblings? Me: With my grandmother while the case is going on. So is my daughter. Dalton: Mother? Me: Modeling trip. Won't be back until first month of next year. Dalton: Um, then who? Me: My dad. His eyes widen as I grabbed his hand lead him to Kevin's car. This should really interesting letting Dalton meet my father. I can tell neither one of them are going to forget this. So...this'll be a little humorous to see how Daddy is going to react to all of this. So humorous indeed. *Stay tuned. I think this one was a tad bit better, but eh. More soon.*
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