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SMILE part 10
Alright, I'm being naughty. The other one doesn't hav 10 votes yet but I REALLY wanted to include this part. Enjoy! Okay, so I'm getting married next year in June. Brett and I moved last week to a place close to the Jackson home. I personally didn't want to be near Michael and his family but Brett thought it would be a good investment. Brett wants to move faster than I do. But I'm okay with it. He's really nice and has a good job. I still miss Michael, but keep telling myself to get over him. Time heals all wounds. That's what they say... BUT he didn't even bother to contact me. I bet he's forgotten all about me. Brett was sitting on the couch watching the news. I went over to him and took off his shoe. Brett: Ooh foot rub? Me: (tickles it like I used to do with Michael) Brett: What are you doing?! Me: (stops) What? Brett: I'm gunna go have a coffee. (obviously pissed off) I went up to my room and looked out the window. I looked in the direction that the Jackson house was. It was only a block away. Sigh, I could just pop over, but that bitch La Toya probably wouldn't enjoy that. The doorbell rang and I layed on the bed. I heard Brett's booming voice echoing but I couldn't hear the other person. Brett: Um, who? ?: ??? Brett: Nope. Must have the wrong house. Bye. I was about to go downstairs when my mobile rang. Me: Hello? ?: Mariah? Me: Yes? Who's this? ?: Janet. Me: Janet who? Janet: Jackson. I drop the phone. I pick it back up and reply shakily. Me: H--h-h-hi. Janet: Are you okay? Where are you? Are you safe? OMG- Me: Janet, slow down. Janet: Where are you? Me: Home. Janet: No you're not. Me: Yes I am. I moved. Janet: Why? You do realise you broke my brother's heart. Me: Excuse me?! (getting louder) I rang him every day and he never answered. I sent letters in the mail. He never called or did ANYTHING! Janet: He has called you every 5 minutes every day for the past 4 months. Me: No he hasn't. He hates me. Janet: He never hated you. Me: Whatever. How did you get my number then? Janet: Mike was talking about your friend Selena. I visited her and she gave me your number. Me: Well, can you give me Michael's number? Janet: Go easy on him. 0123 456 789 Me: Cool. Hey Janet? Janet: Yeah? Me: Thanks. I love you. We'll catch up soon. Janet: I love ya too. Bye. I got off and couldn't believe it. I slowly dialled the number. I really didn't feel like talking to him. I couldn't believe he was on La Toya's side. After arguing with myself, I pressed "call." Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring! MJ: Hello? Me: Michael. MJ:....Mariah?! Me: Yeah. Haven't heard from you in a while. MJ: Where are you? I'll pick you up right now. I missed you so much. Me: I missed you too, I guess. MJ: ..... Me: Not right now. Wanna meet up on Friday? MJ: Yes. I really wanna see you again. Me: Cool. I'll meet you at umm... MJ: ...I'll pick you up from work. Wait. You DO still work at Bouton don't you? Me: I do. MJ: How come you aren't ever there? Me: What? Brett: Baby! I made you a coffee! MJ: Who's that? Me: I'll see you Friday. MJ: I love you. Me: Yeah. MJ: Can I just ask one question? Me: Go ahead. MJ: Do you still love me? I didn't know how to answer. To Be Continued Hope it wasnt too long, kinda ran outta ideas! Lol u all kno the deal - 10+ votes to continue =P Samantha
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