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never can say goodbye part 2
-Marie. <3 me:you- you remember me? Michael:your smile, your laugh , the way you walk and your knock. Me:you remember the knock? Michael:yup 3 knocks a pause after each one. Me:Michael! *hugs him* then why didn't you say anything when i walked in the door? Michael:i wanted to wait til a special moment not during the interview. Me:i thought you forgot about me. Michael:how can i forget my first bestfriend ever me:*smiles* Michael:come here i want to show you something. he walks into his house and up the stairs to this room filled with pictures and a tv. he puts in a tape and tells me to wacth. me:its us. Michael:yeah your mother put all the tapes she recorded of us together and gave it to my mother. Me:i remember all this, this is when you fell trying to jump of the swing. Michael:that hurt. Me:yeah oh look here you are running of the pain. Run little Michael run. *laughs* Michael:oh please you know you had your share of falling plenty of times oh,oh here it is now. *laughs hard* Me:*laughs with him then stops* its not that funny. michael: it was like you just,BOOM *laughs some more* Me:Michael its still not that funny. michael:yeah of course not to the person that fell. *pauses* Do you still have it? Me:have what? Michael:you know it? Me:Michael its been 23 years you think i remember what it is. Michael:the friendship ring .dodo bird. Me: ohh just say that. Michael:so do you? me:yes its at home i still wear it. Michael:Me too i put it on everytime i get on stage and preform it gives me luck. Me:*smiles* Karen:Mr.Jackson. Michael:MICHAEL KAren:Michael... you have a call waiting do you want me to take a message? Michael:no,no i'll be right down. Be right back as michael went to go take the call i just stayed back in the room and looked at all the pictures... Michael:it took me 2 months to do all this. Me:you did this? Michael:yes why wouldn't i? Me:well i mean your michael jackson i would have thought you had people do it for you. Michael;just because im "Michael Jackson" doesn't mean im still not that little boy from Gary, Indiana. Me:why did you never call or write me or anything? i thought you forgot about me. Michael:i did write you all the time to tell you how things were going but i never got a letter back so i just stopped. Me:i never got any letters. Michael; oh but i wrote them i was going to call but once i saw you weren't replying to the letters i thought you didn't care anymore. Me:no,no i always cared about you Michael, when you didn't tell me you were leaving Gary i thought you didn't care about me. Michael:What?!?!?! i thought your mother told you i was leaving. Me:no nothing i went over to your house once day and knocked then nobody answered i did the same thing the next day then the next , i finally got the hint that you didnt live there anymore. Michael;thats terrible i told your mother to tell you that i was leaving and that i would miss you so much and i would write whenever i got a chance. Me:are you serious? michael:yes... Me:somethings not right then... Michael:*shrugs* so your a writer? Me:uh?oh yes... Michael:write any stories i can read? me: no well not yet anyway . Michael;well when you do i want to be the first to read it. Me; what about my husband? Michael:skip him, im your bestestfriend i always come first. Me:*laughs* Michael: so do you and your husband get along? me:yes-yes why-why do you ask? Michael:just asking. you know you have a cut on your eye right? me:i-i do? must have happened by my car door or something. Michael:Leah i know when your lying you start to stutter a lot. now tell me the truth. Me;*silent* Michael;Leah! Me:okay he hits me sometimes but i deserve it i dont listen or do what he wants when he wants it so he just hits me its nothing serious though. MichaelNOTHING SERIOUS. me:calm down. michael:how can you tell me to calm down? this man is putting his hands on you and you want me to calm down let me come over here and give him a piece of my mind. me:no Michael stop, its fine. Michael:your blaming yourself for this idiot. no Leah i know your smarter than that leave him! me:i cant .i-i love him. Michael: thats not love he's showing you thats hate. Me:Michael please i didn't come here to talk about my personal life, maybe i should just go. Michael:why so soon? i mean we have so much more catching up to do. me:yes and should just not today here *gives him my number* call me okay! bye michael. *kisses his cheek* he holds his cheek and waves goodbye to me. you could tell he was sad by me leaving but i had to i didn't know how to explain the whole james situation to him. but oh how i love michael he so cute, sweet,loving. what am i saying im married? this has to stop. James:where you been? Me:i had to do the interview remember? James:yes but its 7:00 in the evening the interview was at 9. Me:well i stayed over awhile so me and michael can catch up then i went over the job to get some work done. James;okay then why did michael call here asking for you? me:i gave him my number so we can hang out some...times. james:you cheating on me bitch? Me:no james. *backs up* James:*smacks me* i dont believe it you come here smelling like colon and shit you think im dumb hoe. you sleeping with other men while your with me. me:*crying* no im not please believe me. James:*punches me in the stomach* Slut *smacks me * i dont believe a fucking word your cheating ass say. *kicks me in the face* now get yo lying ass up. i struggle to get up so james yanks me by my hair and drags me to the bed room. james;*throws me on the bed then gets on top of me* little hoe been sleeping around with the people and not with your owen husband. me no please stop i didn't do anything. james;hoe i dont want nothing from your bitch ass no way *smack me one last time*now get yo black ass up and fix me something to eat. james went downstairs and left me there crying my eyes out , i went to the bathroom to clean up all the blood from my face my eye was black, my face had many cuts on it, my stomach and legs had bruises and i love this man? i wanted to get away i had to i ran back in the room and packed up my clothes and other things i had then i put on me and michael's friendship ring. James:where my food at? Me:its in the microwave . i left something in the car i'll run out to go get it. *runs the car and leaves* i didn't want to drive to my moms house so i drove to michaels. i got out the car and banged on michaels front door. Michael:*opens the door* OH MY LEAH. your come in , come in. Me:please michael let me stay here i dont want to go back home to him please i'll pay for anything. Michael:no,no thats not nessacery you can stay here all you want. *hugs me* lets get you cleaned up* he gets me all nice and clean ,he cleans all the blood from my face put and ice pack on my stomach and legs this is a real man. Michael:you have to call the police on him. Me:no,no i cant he'll kill me. michael:he can't kill you if he's in jail. Me:there is no proof of him hitting me anyway michael. Michael:um the proof is all over your body ,Leah c'mon dont try to save this low life. Me:Michael no just stop, and drop it. Michael:you came over my house crying with cuts and bruises on you and you want me to drop it? really leah really? Me:i know but i just i dont know. Michael:whatever leah , i got the guest room all ready for you. *picks me up in a bridal position and lays me on the bed* Me:thank you Michael for everything your doing for me this is the first time man has actually did anything like this Michael:this is the way a man should always treat you. Me:yeah... Michael:i have to get some work done for the tour, you'll be alright here? Me:yeah i'll just finish umm working on the interview from today . Michael:okay *kisses my forehead* i glad your back Leah . TBC.. OHHHH
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