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You... Weren't There ~~*Part 8*~~
Hey!:) I'm in a really bad mood right now! *Sigh* Dedicated to my MC's, My Sissy Spence, Alex, Esraa and MJsite family. Michael Jackson, I love you dearly. Enjoy! -Vicky!:D ---------------------------------------------------------------- Michael: *Takes a deep breath and lets it out* Trina Johnson --- Lisa: Trina Johnson? Who's that? Caity: Lisa! Shut up and let him continue. Michael: Caitlyn. Caity: Continue Dad. Michael gave her another look; Caity apologized to Lisa, and then mumbled Bitch. I had to laugh at that. Then Michael went back to talking. Michael: Trina Johnson is your mother girls. This all happened 15 years ago... ~**~**~**~**~**~**~ ~~*1978*~~ Trina: http://www.jamesspearcedds.com/images/prettyBlonde.jpg I called Trina to come to my house, I was real bored, and all my family is out somewhere. Half of my brothers are on their dates. I'm all alone here. So I called her to join my loneliness, and to make out a little. *Wink* I heard a knock on the door. I ran - Literally ran - to the door and opened it. As soon as Trina saw me, she gave me a peck on the lips. I stood in front of the door trying to act sexy for her. Trina: Acting sexy baby? Me: Yeah! *Giving her a sexy smile* Trina: Act like yourself Michael! Me: *Straightening up* That was stupid. Trina: Now you're turning me on! *Kissing me* Where did that come from? We kept kissing until we went on the couch. ~~*Now*~~ Patty: SKIP THAT MICHAEL! Me: *Blushing* Sorry. Girls: GO ON! PLEAASSEE! Patty: Girls! Girls: PLEAAASEEE! Patty: *Sigh* Me: Okay! ~~*1978*~~ We continued kissing until we reached to the couch. We had to stop for air. I pushed a strand of her hair from her beautiful face. I looked at her beautiful blue eyes. They were so beautiful; I was lost in a daze. A smile crept upon my face while I was on top of her looking at her beautiful eyes. Trina: Michael? Baby? You okay? Me: Ha? What? Trina: You okay? Me: You're so beautiful. *Kissing her* This time. It wasn't just a kiss. I gave more passion in the kiss. It got real hot and I took her to my bed room. ~~*Now*~~ Me: *Coughing* Girls: NO WAY! YOU GUYS DID IT? OH MY GOD! THAT IS SO CUTE! Me: *Blushing* Wow. ~~*1978*~~ Later at night. I woke up to a knock on the door. I looked over beside me; Trina was sleeping peacefully cuddled to me. I kissed her cheeks and got some pants on and opened the door. Marlon stood there. He tried looking inside the room, but I was blocking his sight. He saw me without a shirt and of course guessed what just happened. And told the WHOLE family, which caused Trina to wake up. I kissed her and told her to get back to sleep. But she had to go back because of her mother. I kissed her bye and she went. The next couple of days I was in the studio and mostly busy and at work. I didn't have time to check my messages. I didn't have time to do anything at all. I was real busy with "Off The Wall" album. I had no chance to talk to Trina after that magical night. A week past by! I'm free by now. I checked my phone messages. As soon as I opened it, my phone blew up. All were from... Trina! Trina: Michael... *Crying* I need to tell you something. Please call me as soon as you can. And all the messages were mostly the same. I was frightened. Has something happened to Trina? Oh Jeez! I changed into pants and a shirt, put on my shoes and drove to Trina's house. I got stopped by a police officer. Oh great. After a LONG conversation with the officer I drove to Trina's. As soon as I reached to her house, I found moving trucks. What's going on? I jumped outside my car and ran to the house. I found Trina crying. I ran to her and hugged her as tight as I can. Me: What's going on Trina? Trina: *Crying* We're moving Michael. We're moving. Me: *Shocked* What? Trina: Why haven't you been answering my messages? Me: I-I've been working. W-Why are you moving? Trina: *Looking in my eyes* I can't tell you Michael. Me: What? Trina: I can't... Mrs. Johnson: Lets go Trina! Say goodbye already! Trina: *Kissing me* I love you. Me: I... I love you too Trina! And she left my hand and went to the car. I stood there shocked. I still didn't believe what just happened, until I saw the car moving. I jumped as soon as it moved. Me: WAIT... TRINA! I shouted. But it was too late. The car disappeared. My love disappeared. ~~*Now*~~ I already had tears in my eyes, remembering Trina going away from me like that hurt me so much. It cut like knife. Caity: *Hugging me* I'm sorry Daddy. Me: *Taking a deep breath* its okay baby girl. Itâ??s okay! ~~*1978*~~ I locked myself in my room for a whole week. I wouldn't eat; I wouldn't talk to my family. I would do nothing. I didn't even let my mother come inside my room. I was so depressed. I couldn't believe Trina left like that... Without no reason. She didn't even tell me why. It hurts. It hurts real badly. I still cry myself every night to sleep. Another knock on my door. And of course another "Go away!" But this time Janet told me she had a message for me, I let her in and she gave me a letter and hugged me. I kissed her cheek and she left the room. What's this letter about? Itâ??s from... Trina! She... Send me a letter? That's good... Right? NO! That's bad. A letter means bad news. I hope nothing bad happened to my love. I cut the envelope slowly, until it tore open. I took out the message and unfolded it. I skimmed Trina's hand writing. I read the letter, "Dear Michael, I really am very sorry for leaving you like that. I wanted to tell you that I'm leaving and spend the last week with you. But you've been real busy that you didn't see my messages. I still can't tell you the reason to why I left. You may find out later. I just want you to know one thing, I love you and I will love you forever. Your love, Trina!" End of letter! I scanned the letter again and again making sure itâ??s real. It is real. I started crying all over again after I read it. Why did she leave? Why wouldn't she tell me? Why? Ten months have gone by. No, I haven't seen or talked to Trina since then, and I sure didn't date or love anyone till anyone. Although, I'm not depressed anymore. I had to go out of my room sooner or later. I chose later. My brothers have been trying to get me on dates all the time. I blow them up all the time. They don't care if I blow them up; they get the girl every time anyhow. Today I woke up to Janet shaking me like crazy. I threw my pillow at her. Me: What's wrong Janet? I was up all night writing! Will you stop shaking me? Janet: WAKE UP YOU DUMBO! Me: *Sitting straight* WHAT? I couldn't believe who I saw was standing with Janet. I was speechless, I was also emabrrased. I looked like a wreck. My hair was all messed up - I was sleeping for God's sake -. Janet winked at me and left the room. I looked down from Trina's smiling face, to a smiling baby in her hand. A baby? A BABY? What's a baby doing in Trina's hand? A frown went upon my face. Thinking about Trina having sex with another guy hurt me. Hurt me bad. I think she fell in love with another person. People move on, except me. I looked back at her, her smile faded when she saw me frown. She sat at the edge of my bed and broke the silence. Trina: Hi Michael. Me: H-Hi. Trina: How have you been? Me: Not good. Trina: Why? Me: You left. Trina: I'm sorry Michael, I had to get away. Me: Why? Trina: I was... *Looking down* ... Pregnant. Me: *Looking at the baby* I can see that. Trina: You're not happy? Me: Well I love children, the thought of you having another guy's kid... Nah! I don't think I'm happy about that. Trina: Michael... Itâ??s your child. Her name is... Caitlyn Elizabeth Michael Jackson! ~~*Now*~~ All: *Gasp* ---------------------------------------------------------------- Okay. I hope you enjotyed this part. I'll post some other part soon! Bye!
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