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It's A Complicated Love Story... (9) :]]
Dedicated To Ria,Mrs Jackson and Maish. :] Part Nine ~ say what?! ~ Me: Marlon.. Get the us the hell out from here. Marlon: Can't *swinging side to side* Me: Where are they taking us? Marlon: ... Do you really think I know? Me: ... True say. We were stuck on and didn't move and instead we just waited to see what they were going to do us. ~ One Hour Later (1:00am). Me: *waking up* We here? ?!?!: (tells be to be quiet in different language) Me: Marlon? You here? Marlon: Yeah.. Me: Well, If anything happens I want you to know thanks for being here for me. Marlon: It's good. And I wanted you to know I love your body.. Me: ... ?!?!: *Chucks us onto ground* We look up to see a palace all lighted and rich. Me: Watch it buddy! Marlon: *Releases hand* I'M FREE! I TOLD YOU I WOULD BEAT ALL Y'ALL SUCKERSS! ALL YOUR ASSES! ?!?!: Not so' fast buddy boy. Marlon: ... Wth. We looked over to see who it was and out stepped this tall guy with a robe on. Me: Umm... Can you help us? ?!?!: Yes I would be delighted to help you but as for you Marlon Jackson.. I don't think so. Marlon: You know my name? Well then again everybody does... Me: *Rolls eyes* ?!?!: *unties my rope* Now, You've finally decided to come home. ME: What do you mean? ?!?!: Sabrinaa Cookie Jackson. Me: .. I'm not a jackson just Cookie. ?!?!: Chris Jackson. *sticks out hand* Marlon: OMG! Grandpa? Chris: No fool! I'm her biological father. Marlon: What do you mean biological? Me: He means... My real dad.. but I don't understand. Chris: Long time. I'm the king of Wales. Me: .. And? Marlon: That's so awesome! Me: *-_- <-- that face* Chris: And YOU Sabrinaa are the princess of Wales. Me: ... Me? Chris: *Nods delightfully* Marlon: Damn My brother dating a princess? Chris: Dating? Me: Dating?! Marlon: Yeah I thought you and Michael was hook- Me: *putting hand over his mouth* NO! Chris: Ahh, Michael Jackson? Me: ... Maybe. But who are you to tell me? I don't even know if you're my biological father. Chris: *Laugh* November 17th 1996. You were gave away to your aunt Lydia. To go live with uncle Jeffery. and now you are here.... because your bus broke down on tour. Me: .. that's freaky. Chris: I have been waiting so long for you. Me: Look, I don't know where I am and all I want to do is go home. Chris: You are home now. With me finally, right? Me: No home back in London. Chris: But you're the princess of Wales. You can have anything here. Me: I don't want to. I'm sorry but I think me and Marlon are gonna take off. Thanks for gettting us out of that hole. Chris: Not so fast young lady. Now I have been tracking you down for 13 years and now just when I get the chance to take a look at my own daughter's eyes you think that I'll let you pass like that? Me: .. *Nervous Laugh* ~ Meanwhile back with Michael ~ Jermaine: Guys, let's take a break. I'm kinda getting tired. Michael: No, We have to keep on looking. Jackie: Which way are they at? Michael: I don't know! Just come and follow me. Jermaine: *Huffing* Fine... Michael: Guys pick up the pace! Jermaine: *tired**Groans* ~Back with us~ Me: MARLON LET'S GO! Chris: *Clicks fingers* All guards come rushing in to grab us. Marlon: Hey watch the biceps! Guard: Shut up! *spits* Marlon: you you shuT up! *spits back* Me: Okay. So what exactly do you expect me to do? COme back and live with you ? Chris: Yes. Me: Well that's not going to happen. Chris: Do you really want to take it there? *Looks at Marlon* Me: *sigh* Okay, Let him go and take me/ Marlon: HEY! I'm supposed to be the hero.! Let ME go and take HER! Chris pulls me to the palace where as Marlon was set free so he runs - obviously! So we went inside the palace to "MY" Room. I looked around to see pictures of me sicne birth and a nicely done out bedroom. Me: So what exacly do you want me to do here? Chris: I would be delighted if you could meet... Jacob Black. ...... -To Be Contiued. :] -Cookie,x
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