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Christian Elle And Michael Part 13
*Hey everyone, Caitlyn here and this is the next part to Christian Elle and Michael. I hope you enjoy it. Because I loved making it. This goes to Samone for helping me out with it.* (((PART 13))) Itâ??s been seven long years since Iâ??ve seen Michael and everyone. Michael remarried a women named Debbie Rowe. And had two kids with her his older child Prince Michael Jackson and his daughter Paris Michael Katharine. Now, heâ??s raising them on his own. And heâ??s expecting another one soon. Janet let me know that. She has never told Michael where I am now in LA. Or the Jackson family, I guess what Joe said all those years ago was trueâ?¦I would end up hurting Michael. Janet says he talks about me a lot. And I always smile. He still cares for me. Today I was working in the shop, my best friend Halle Connelly. You might remember her as Slashâ??s niece. Yesâ?¦the one that I blew backwards with Faithâ??s help. Faithâ?¦I havenâ??t thought about her in awhile. Probably still with Michael. Samone came walking in; listening to the new song from Michael â??You Rock My Worldâ?, I miss Michaelâ??s singing. I was so lost in my thought I had no idea who was right in front of me. I heard â??Miracleâ?â?¦I looked up and saw Randy there. My eyes grew wide. I missed him so much; like Michael. (Me): Randy!! What are you doing here!? (Randy): just came to see a old family member. Old? Why did he have to say â??Old Family memberâ?. My smile faded. Randy looked at me and his smile did the same as mine. He came over and hugged me. Then he let go after 5 minutes. (Randy): Iâ??m sorry, Miracle, I didnâ??t mean to hurt your feelings. (Me): itâ??s alright, Randy. You didnâ??t mean it. I just wished I was a Jackson again. (Randy): you could be, Miracle. Just come back. (Me):â?¦ (Randy): Mikeâ??s a wreck without you, Miracle. He canâ??t even take one second to look at one of your photos in your photo book. (Me): I left that? (Randy): yeah. And Faith. (Me): I left her behind. (takes a rag and starts washing the counter) (Randy): Paris loves her. Michael really wants you back, Miracle. Please go back to him. (Me): I canâ??t. Iâ??m sorry, Randy. Aunt Jenny is my family now. Tell Michael, I do still love him and think of him as a father. (Randy): okay, Miracle. Iâ??ll tell him. Nice seeing you again. (Me): you, too, Randy. He left; leaving me with four other eyes looking at me. I was looking down. How could I have known I was causing him this much pain. It was closing time. And I was walking home. I know it's not sae in a big city like LA to walk around by yourself. When I look back at some of Michael's songs...I feel left out when I heard "They Don't Really Care About Us". When he says this one line: "Tell me what has become of my life? I have a wife and two children who loves me" That made me feel left out. Because I knew he ment just Randy and Benji at the time. And the wife...I knew it was Lisa. I couldn't blame Michael for not saying a wife and three children who loves me. I wasn't there in the time he was making "They Don't Really Care About Us". I kept walking down the road...still lost in my thoughts. I have always took walks when I think to myself alot. Hmmmm? I wonder why I do that. Oh, well...I'll figure it out sooner or later. I walked down the road, passing house after house lost in my thoughts. I had no idea what house I was coming to next. Or that a black limo was backing out of the driveway. I only knew it when I turned my head to see what was making that noise. And my eyes grew wide. It came to a jerking stop when it came almost to hitting me. The bumper came close to crashing into my stomach and pelvis. I sighed out of relife that my butt is still okay. I heard the car door to the limo opened; and it shocked me to see who stepped out.... Michael.... He stepped out of the limo. I looked and saw I was right infront of Neverland. I walked WAY!!! To far from where I lived. But...I didn't mind. I was back home again...or where I called my home. Michael came to me. He placed his hands on my shoulders. My green eyes looked into his deep brown eyes; just like we did when I was younger. When we would have these talks about my powers. I remember seeing these deep brown eyes full of tears the last time I looked into them like this. It almost pained me to see them. (Michael): are you alright, dear? I didn't hurt you or anything did I? (Me):...... (Michael): hello? Sweetie? Are you alright? He doesn't remember me...well...I am sixteen now...so he probally can't remember me as little Christian Elle. I can't blame him. (Michael): sweetie, are you okay? (Me): (snapping out of it)...oh...oh, yes. I'm fine. (Michael): good. Who are you? You look fermillair. (Me): (smiles)...you'll see. Just come to this address tomorrow please?(hands him the store's adress) (Michael): alright. I'll try. (Me): thanks, Mike. (Michael):...Mike? How did you... (Me): you'll see. I hugged him and ran back down the streets. I was laughing as I went also. Michael and me together again...YES!!! I was so happy I did a rond off into three backflips. Okay...I know strange...but I'm this happy!!! I made it home in time for supper. And before Jenny called to see where I was. LOL ~Next Day~ As I was wondering what today would be like with Michael coming, I had no idea why I was so nervous. I saw Michael walk in. He looked like my same old Michael from yesterday and all those years ago. As we came in so did Halle. I just had to do this... I know it would be strange...but it was wroth it. (Me): Halle Berry...Halle Berry!!! (Halle): I'm walkin' like a model, hands on my knee, I scrub the ground, I ain't nothing but a tease. We busted out laughing. I looked at Michael...wondering how I was gonna do this after all these years. TBC...................................................... *Hoped you liked it*
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