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Show Me What Love Feels Like Ch. 26
Enjoy! --------------------------------------------------------------- *Recall: Misty visits Michael and his two children, but soon finds herself trapped by Michael's web of seduction. The next morning, I was peacefully awoken by the flamboyant sunrise, but I had woken up with so much guilt in my heart. My head was laid on Michael's chest. Our clothes were seen removed carelessly on the floor. I had felt sick to my stomach. I looked over to see Michael still sleeping without making any movements. I knew that I just had to leave. It sickened me to stay there any longer. So I carefully removed myself from the bed, gathered my clothes and crept out of the house, without a trace. While I was in my car, driving back to San Diego, I thought of an excuse to tell Stanley why I was gone all night. Stanley didn't even know that I was at Michael's house. I told him that I was visiting my sister, which I did not have. I knew I couldn't tell Stanley about me not having a sister, let alone going to Michael's house. It would cause major suspicions in him. I was wrong for cheating on Stanley. I had never felt so much guilt. The guilt towered over my thoughts. But I still didn't want to tell him. It would break his heart. But I had to realize that it would hurt him even more if I had kept it from him. But I just couldn't take his reaction. So I decided to keep in my secrets and turn it into a confession when I was ready to. Later on that day, Stanley had called me. "Hello?" "Honey, where were you last night? I thought we were going to go to the movies together." "Sweetie, I'm sorry. My sister needed me last night. She was having some issues and I had to stay to help her with them. Another time, baby." Stanley accepted my excuse but was still disappointed. "Ok, honey. I love you." My throat began to form a lump when he told me he loved me. My heart couldn't take the fact that I had lied to him about everything. If only he knew that our relationship was a lie and that my heart actually belonged to another man. I couldn't say anything, so I just hung up. I laid my face onto my Mickey Mouse pillow and cried all of the aggrivation away. But the guilt was still there. That night that I had spent with Michael reminded me of great times. It brought me back to those passionate times that I was missing for years. It was wrong, but it felt right. I felt so guilty. For a week, I had been avoiding Stanley as well as Michael. They had tried to approach me but the guilt was too strong to be around them. I just needed to focus on myself, my job, and my students, and Stanley and Michael were the last things on my mind. But one evening, Stanley had paid me a visit, and the visit resulted in the most dynamic part of my life.... "Stanley?" I said as I opened my apartment door. "Misty, can we please talk?" "It's three o' clock in the morning. What is there to talk about?" "It's important." His face looked serious. He also looked anxious. "Come in." He had walked in, while I had secured the locks, but when I turned around, I saw him doing an action that would eventua- lly change my life. He was down on one knee, with a diamond ring placed flat in his hand. "St-Stanley," I gasped. "Misty, I love you. From the moment that my students introduc- ed me to you, I just knew that I loved you. Just as I thought that I would never love, here you came. In my thirty two years of life, in all of my journeys, from arriving here from Mexico, to becoming a teacher, meeting you tops them all. You are my life, Misty, and I want to be your husband. Will you be my wife?" TBC.......
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