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Dreaming of You, Like Always (Part 23)
Hey guys! Id like to dedicate this part to my friend Cessy (super cool girl on here!) & the one & only, Michael Jackson. ENJOY!!! ----------------------------------------------------------------- Spencer: Well? Whats it say? Me: *gulps* Im pregnant. Spencer: *eyes grow wide* You ARE? Me: *nods* Y-Ya. *cries* Spencer: *hugs me* Sh sh. Its ok. Everythings gonna be alright. Me: How am i gonna tell Michael! Spencer: You can do it, Alicia. You are the bravest woman i know. Youre like Super Woman but BETTER. Me: Thanks. She & I talk about other things but my mind is completely focused on me having a baby. Im TERRIFIED. Ive never had a baby before, i dont know like ANY people who have babies. How can i be a mom when i dont know ONE thing about being a parent? A few hours later... Spencer goes home & i decide to go to the Jacksons house to tell Michael. I go to the gate & the security guards let me in. When i walked up to the door i see a note. This is what it says: "The Jacksons have gone to an amusement park with all the kids of the family. Only Mike is here to watch the house. We'll be home at the end of the day." I get out my key & go inside. Usually Michael is watching TV in the living room but he wasnt there. I hear a big sort of crash or bang coming from upstairs so i go up. Me: Michael? You up here? I turned around & found where the noise had come from. There was a closed door & i heard Michael's voice. But before i opened the door, i decided to listen. Michael: This isnt gonna come off itself, Cessy. Me: *thinks* Cessy? Then a girl started to giggle in a flirtatious kind of way. Oh no. Cessy: Oh then let me help you with that, Michael. I hear a big RIP & i knew what was going on IMMEDIATELY. I started to cry. Then i SPRUNG open the door & found some girl on top of Michael licking his nipples. Michael's shirt was on the floor & was ripped in half. That was probably the ripping i heard. The covers on the bed werent covering them well so i saw Michael BUTT naked with someone other than me with him. She was naked too. Me: Well well well. Hello, Michael. Michael: Alicia. W-What are you d-doing here? Me: Oh just to see my BOYFRIEND. The Cessy girl starts getting up & covers her breasts with the blanket. Me: SIT DOWN CESSY!!! Cessy: *does as i say* Me: How COULD YOU Michael!! I thought you loved me!! Michael: I DO Alicia! Me: No you dont. No. If you LOVED me you wouldnt have cheated on me. Im so mad i cant even yell at you. Youre a horrible heart-breaking man. I thought you were different, Michael. I guess i was wrong. Looks like not only Usher got his music inspiration from you but also youre LYING & CHEATING techniques on women. Thanks a lot, Michael. Michael: *gulps* Th-Thanks a lot for w-what? That was a bad idea. Me: For making me believe that you were something special in my life. I stormed out. I ran to my car & just sobbed before i drove out. I really did think that Michael was someone i'd love forever & he'd be my soul mate. Guess that was a lie too. What hurts just as much is that this was the second time this happened to me. Why do men always want to cheat on me! What did i do to force them to get another girl's pussy! I feel so humiliated. Michael doesnt even deserve to know that im pregnant with his child. If he doesnt care about me any more, then he doesnt care whats inside me either. Good riddance! I went home & called up Janet to tell her what happened. But i got her voicemail. Voicemail: Please leave a message after the beep. *BEEP* Me: *still crying* H-Hey Janet. I had to tell you before i told anyone else but... Michael & i are no longer dating. I caught him & some other girl having sex. When he tries to explain you what happened, just believe me. Cuz he is LYING. Got to go now, Jan. I hope you're having fun at the amusement park. Hopefully i'll see you later. I click end & just cry even more. Why would Michael DO this to me? What the hell is WRONG with me? Am i a bad person? I am the most depressed ive EVER been. The pain feels like ive been stabbed in the heart a million times. I can literally FEEL my heart breaking. This is a horrible day. I needed to talk to someone in my family. But i wasnt gonna fly back to Miami just to talk to Papa &/or Nana. So i decided something that i never would have done in the past. I got in my car & drove several miles. I hope this is the day for visitors. God, i havent visited them in YEARS. They'll either be so excited to see me or very angry that i didnt see them sooner. I enter inside & a security guard makes me wait. Then im called to see them. Can you guess? They're wearing bright orange uniform that everyone else in the place wears. Yes im in the L.A. prisoner facility. Also called jail. Yes... im visiting them. My parents. I sit down in a chair & they sit on the other side of a glass window wear the only way we can talk is by a telephone. They look like this: Dad: http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2007/06/29/jamesbarton_narrowweb__300x428 ,0.jpg Mom: http://www.newsmanateearchive.com/Mug%20shot%20--%20Zoraya%20Narvaez.jpg Mom: Alicia? Good to see you here after SUCH a long time. Dad: Ya. How've you been? Me: Fine. What about you guys? Mom: Well, things have been going well except for one thing. WE'RE IN JAIL!!! Me: Ya. Dad: What are you doing here? Me: I came to visit. Dad: No. If you were here to visit you wouldve visited a LONG time ago. Whats the truth Alicia? He was right after all. I feel uncomfortable just sitting talking to them. Its been so long since ive seen them. Me: *sigh* Fine. You caught my bluff alright? Dad: Hm thought so. Mom: Whats up with you then. Me: *pauses* Im pregnant. Dad: Someone actually wanted to tap you? Mom: FRANK! Me: No its ok Ma. Mom: You know who the father is? Me: Why wouldnt i know! Mom: Just asking. Dad: Who is the mother-f**ker anyways? My Dad has always been the one to curse. So im not gonna argue & say "HE ISNT A MOTHERF**KER DAD!!" Plus im mad at Michael anyways which is why he & i are OVER. Me: His name is Michael Jackson. Mom: He has the same name as Michael Jackson of Thriller? Oh you must be in LOVE with him then. Me: Actually Mom it IS Michael Jackson. Im carrying his child. They look kinda shocked just like id imagine than they looked at eachother & started CRACKING up. They ROARED with laughter. Have i ever been known to lie to them? Why dont they believe me? ----------------------------------------------------------------- What did you think! Her parents are finally in the story! I hope you liked it. Cessy, i dont think that you are some sort of person who would have sex with someones boyfriend. You are AMAZING. PLZ VOTE from now on, i dont give a damn HOW many votes i get as long as i get 1. Then im fine. I'll write most likely tomorrow. BYE!!!
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