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Our "Thing" Part 14
I haven't updated in a while because of pretty much everything that could possibly keep me from doing so. But here is part 14! Hope you enjoy. Dedicated to Michael and all of MJSite. -norah It was late in the afternoon, when Blaire, Michael's new friend - nah that's too personal a term so let's say new person, woke up. The bed was clearly unfamiliar. She turned to her side and saw Michael half falling off the bed though in deep sleep. He really was Michael Jackson. You see, Blaire was convinced it was some random imposter. Not that that prevented her from sleeping with him. The phone rang and all Michael did was groan and extend his arms though making no signs of getting up. So as a joke, Blaire decided to test her voice impersonation skills and answer the phone. ?: Is that you, Michael? Blaire: Err yeah it is me what is it? ?: You sound funny. Blaire: What did you wanna say, bitch? ?: Michael it's me. Rae. I just called to say I'm sorry. Blaire: You're forgiven. Just dont ever call me.*hangs up* That went further than anticipated. While Blaire was making herself feel at home by going through the refrigerator, Michael got in with her bag. Blaire: How's your head? Hangovers are why I'd ever stop drinking. Michael: I'll be fine. What about you? Blaire: I'm used to it. Michael: And these must help you along the way. He emptied her bag and the most prominent thing that came out were small packets with white stuff. Michael: If you're in some kind of trouble let me help you. Blaire: Dude, I've been on crack since I was 11. Michael: We can share this place if you want. I could use the company. Blaire: I'll think about it. All the way in England, Rae was going through old pictures of her and Michael with Sally, the assistant. Rae:*giggles* Here we were like 8 and were playing pretend wedding which resulted in tears because I had to be the groom that day for some reason. Sally: He's just your ex. You live in a posh mansion in England now. Rae: Doesn't mean I cant dream. Sally: He even said don't phone him. Rae: He wasn't himself. Sally:*sighs* Instead of watching you go mad, how about we get your mind off the guy. Rae:Just say so if my company is unappreciated. Sally:*grabbing her by the arm* Let's do something more productive, shall we? *6 months later* One random Saturday night, Michael and Blaire were channel surfing while Blaire was going on about how helpful rehab was. Michael: I'm proud of you. Blaire:*smiles* The best part of being clean is we hooked up. Michael:*looks away* Yeah. It certainly is. There was silence as Michael thought over how the last 6 months were. Off The Wall was doing well, he helped a girl get over her drug addiction, helped alot more children who needed it and yet there was something missing. Blaire: Stop! I wanna see that lady in the red dress and giant red hat. Michael: That's a fancy hat. Shes probably related to the Queen. On the TV, the lady in the red had giant scissors in her hands. She was surrounded by bodygaurds for some reason. Reporter: Mrs.Kellman is about to open her charity known as the REG Foundation. Couldn't she be more imaginative? Rae: Excuse me? It's more than about the name. Reporter: What inspired you to do this? Bored? Rae: No. It's- Before they could hear the rest, Michael switched off the TV. Blaire: What was that for? Michael: Dont tell me you were interested in what Rae had to say. Blaire:*looks away* Who's Rae? Michael: Might as well tell you. As he explained everything about Rae, Blaire was starting to feel for the first time as if she could lose Michael. The thing was she was willing to fight for him. Even if it was against a childhood friend he ended up having a little "thing" with. ***************************************************************** I think the next part will be better because well we'll leave that for then. Anyways hope you enjoyed!
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