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Made me Better--13
The next day I woke up to a doctor knocking on my door. I told him to come in, he was telling me that everything was ok, and that I need to be on bed rest the entire pregnancy, and that if I was stressed out that the I would have a miscarriage. I called Michael the second the doctor walked out and told him to get me. 30 minutes later Michael was there. Michael: (kissing me) Hey Laurie, are you ok. Me: (getting my thingsâ?¦smiling) yeah Iâ??m good baby, just ready to go thatâ??s all. Michael: Ok, lets go. The ride home was completely chaotic, fans were screaming there heads off, and I was trying not to let that get to me. When we arrived home it was peaceful and I was so more relaxed. Michael helped me get comfortable in the bed and he laid next to me, he told me that he wasnâ??t going no where all day. So we both sat up and watched a movie, and ate a lot of junk. Me: (looking over at Michael) Michael: (watching t.v.) Me: (STILL LOOKING) Michael: (looking at meâ?¦smiling) What is it, why are you staring is something wrong. Me: (smirking) No, every things good Mike. I love you so much. Michael: (kissing me passionately) baby I love you too, and I am sorry for yelling an cussing at you, I want us to be together forever, and I truly mean that, and I cant wait til we have our beautiful babies. Me: Michael I love you too (staring at him blanklyâ?¦hesitating) â?¦Yeahâ?¦ummâ?¦me too, Dont get me wrong there is no doubt in my mind that I LOVE Michael, but I still donâ??t want these kids. Am I a bad person for not wanting these babies. I am at the peck of my career, I was so close to becoming partner at my firm and then this happens. (sorry, but I have to let the time fly) It is now 1989 we had a beautiful boy named Christopher Michael Jackson and a gorgeous baby girl named Michelle Laura Jackson. They are now 2 years old and driving me crazy, Michael started doing his bad tourâ??s again -well about a year after the babies were born-and me and the kids were by our selves most of the time. I donâ??t regret having my kids now, I see that they are blessings to me and Michael but having two year olds and balancing a job like mines isnâ??t easy at all. Janet: Hello? Me: Hey Janet, itâ??s Laurie. Janet: Hey girl, whats up. Me: Nothing much, just been working my ass off. Janet: So how are my little Michaels. Me: (laughing) They are doing really good, and that is exactly what they are little Michaels, they dance, they sing, they run around, they are way to energetic for me, and every time I tell Chris we are getting his hair cut he cries and says he wants hair like his daddyâ??s. Janet: (LAUGING) yeah that sounds like Michaelâ??s kids. So what do you have up for today. Me: well I was wondering if you could watch them today, because I have to work. Janet: What happened to the nanny? Me: She quit, she said that Chris and Chelle where too much to handle. Janet: (chuckling) Ok, I can watch them. So I hurried up and got them ready to go over Janetâ??s, I was already late for work, and Michael called and said that he was on his way back home, I was so happy. When I dropped the kids off I went straight to work. I was bored out of my mind there was nothing intresting happening so I passed time by talking to Michael all day. When it was time to go I got off of the phone and rushed home. I walked in the house, put my keys down, and walked upstairs into our room. Michael was sitting on the bed, I ran up and kissed him so passionately, that it took him by surprise. Michael: (holding my waist) Wow, I cant believe you are this happy to see me. Me: (kissing his lips, neck, and lips again) I missed you so much, I thought about you all the time Michael, I missed you. Michael: (pulling awayâ?¦laughing) Okâ?¦Ok Laurie I missed you to baby (kissing my lips softly) since the kids arenâ??t here how about we go to the beach? ME: (smiling) Yeah lets go to the beach, I would love that. It surprised me because when Michael goes to the beach he goes by himself to clear his thoughts, but when the babies were born the year that he was here with us he would take them with him, but I would never go I wouldnâ??t even ask because I knew that it was just â??himâ? time. So we arrived at the beach kind of late so the sun was starting to go down. We sat on the sand talking and talking, this is why I loved this man so much. I sat with my knees up holding them with my hands, and Michael positoned himself where I was between his legs and he had his arms wrapped around my shoulders. Michael: (looking at the sun go down) Laurie? Me: (looking at the sun)Yeah Mike? Michael: I wish this moment could last forever. Me: (smirking)Yeah me too, but itâ??s ok because we will last forever. Michael: (smiling, laying his head on my shoulder.) Yeah, we willâ?¦what would you do if you live on this earth without me? Me:(laying my head on his head) Michael, I donâ??t even want to think about that. Michael: Laurie just answer the question. Me: ok, if I lived on this earth without you Michael, Iâ?¦I think I would kill myself. Michael: (surprised) No you wouldnâ??t. Me: (looking at him) yes I would. Michael: why would you do that? Me: (turning around looking at the sun set again) because there would be no purpose for me to live anymore. That night we talked about our future together, I loved every bit of it. We stayed out there the entire night, we just didnâ??t want to move. Our relationship had reached an all new level that night I had a felling that we were truly going to be forever. I enjoyed this part a lot and I HOPE you guys did to, im going to try to beef it up a little bit more so it can be exiting, this part was borin. HOPE-- Kylay
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