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Show Me What Love Feels Like Ch. 24
Enjoy! ---------------------------------------------------------------- *Recall: Michael visited Misty after four years and is introduced to Misty's boyfriend, Stanley. "What's wrong honey?" Stanley asked me as we sat in the balcony while having a fancy dinner at LeBeaux later on that night. "Nothing," I said, clearing my throat, as I took a small sip of red wine. Clearly I was uneasy about what had happened earlier when Michael had visited me. I remembered when I introduced Stanley to him, and when I mentioned that he was my boyfriend. He clearly looked disappointed, and filled with jealously. I could tell that he still was in love with me. I felt so guilty inside about covering Michael's gift from Stanley and telling him that I had bought it from the store. That really broke Michael's heart. Since he had left my house that afternoon, I had tried to call him, but he wouldn't answer his calls. I wanted to explain everything to him, but I guess we was too hurt to even listen to my explanation. "Honey, I know how you are when you're upset. Clearly, there is something bothering you," Stanley said with suspicion. "I'm just tired, that's all," I said shrugging my shoulders, while nibbling on a small piece of bread. "Are you sure?" Stanley was highly concerned about me. He was such a caring and loving man and I appreciated his compassion. Stanley Cardenas was a very handsome man, about six feet tall, aged thirty two,and he had such a nice baritone voice, just rich and smooth. He was a tan-skinned Mexican man with the richest, thickest black hair that lay on his head. He had a great smile, completed with two beautiful dimples that highly complimented his face. He was a sweet, hard-working man, who loved his family more than anything. He lived on his own, and had never been in love with anyone as much as he had been with me. It was true, I loved him a lot, but I just knew that he loved me so much more. "I hope you enjoyed this dinner," Stanley said, smiling at me. "Yeah, I did," I replied with a fake smile. But in reality, I didn't enjoy this dinner, because I felt uneasy the whole time, just looking into Stanley's face and just knowing that I was lying to him made my skin crawl. Stanley was an amazing man for me, but I just knew that my heart didn't belong to him, it belonged to my past love: Michael Jackson. "I love you," Stanley had said softly as we were in his car. I turned to him with a guilty face, even though I tried not to show it. It hurt to keep lying to him. He was such a good man, and I had a major amount of guilt because I wasn't in love with him like he had thought. He needed to know that I was in love with another man instead of him, but my words were tangled at the moment. I didn't want to continue this lie, but I couldn't think of the perfect thing to explain to him. I loved Stanley, but I wasn't in love with him. "Goodnight, Stanley," I said firmly, trying to hold back tears. I got out of his car and ran to my apartment before he could see my emotions spill out. Once I got into my apartment, I slammed the door, and slid down to the floor, and cried and cried until there were no tears left. As soon as I got myself together, I decided to call a friend. I needed guidance at this point. My dilemma needed to be solved, and I needed a friend to give me advice. I decided to call my old friend who had helped me make my way into Los Angeles: David. I had still been in contact with him, in fact, we were very close friends ever since. He was my main source of guidance. "Hello?" David asked over the phone. "Hey, David, it's me," I said, sniffling in recovery from my cries. "Girl, are you okay? You sound like you were just crying." "I-I need help." "What do you need help with, girl? Cuz I'll be right there." "No, there's no need to come to San Diego, I just need to talk to you about something." "Well, what is it, honey?" "Well, you know my old friend, that I always talk about? Well, today, he visited me, and then my boyfriend came in while he was there, and I want to tell Stanley that I'm not in love with him and that I'm in love with Michael. What should I do?" After I had raved in panic, David was kept silent for a second or two. "David, are you still here?" "Oh, yeah, girl, I'm here. Look, I think you need to stop lying to your boyfriend and tell him the truth." "I know, I know, but..he is such a sweet man, and I don't wanna hurt him. Do you know how much he loves me? It will absoulutely devastate him." "Well, it'll just hurt worse if you keep lying to him. Girl, do what's best for you." ......................... After I had discussed my problem with David, I had settled in my bedroom, about to erase this day from my mind by heading to sleep, but first, I wanted to check any emails that I probably had recieved the whole day. While checking my email, I came across an email from a username that I had never seen in my life, but it was obvious who it was from. "You have recieved one email from mjackson. Dear Misty, I know that this afternoon was a bitter sweet experience, but I just want to let you know that I'm very happy that you are doing well. I heard that you majored in literature and you are now a high school English teacher. That is terrific! I just want to let you know how my life is today. I have two children, a boy and a girl. My son's name is Prince and he is three and my daughter's name is Paris and she is two. They are the biggest joys of my life, and I could've never had better children. If you can, I would like for you to drive up to Santa Barbara so you can see them, because I have told them all about you, and they are so excited to meet you! Anyway, I wish you and your boyfriend, Stanley the best of luck, and I hope to see you again. Hugs and Kisses, Michael P.S. I also want to let you know that I STILL love you." My heart grew sore reading the whole letter. It was so sweet and so cute that his children wanted to meet me and... he STILL loved me... <3 .......................... TBC..........
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