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Taken for Granted (Part 35)
Hey guys! I was gonna write this part yesterday but i was stuck with doing a project for school. So i'd like to dedicate this part to mjsite and Michael Jackson. ENJOY!!! ----------------------------------------------------------------- Michael: *pulls back* Stop! Me: *confused* What? *thinking*: Of course Michael: I cant do this Harper. Im sorry. Me: *disappointed* I understand. *thinking*: Wimp Michael: Its not that i dont want you, its just that- Me: I know. It'd be wrong to Lisa. Michael: Not only that. Me: Then what? Michael: I dont wanna go through what happened in 88. I just cant go through that. Me: Michael, it was hard for me too. Michael: But you didnt wanna go through with the wedding. That broke my heart. Me: It was only because it was a bad time. I didnt wanna be married and have an awkward marriage because we didnt have our child, Mike. All that we would ever think about would be our dead daughter. Michael: I still do! Me: And you think that i dont?! It was silent, and i was steaming i was so mad at him. Not because he didnt wanna have sex with me, but because he didnt understand what i went through. Sure he has a huge family for support but by a month later my brother was dead. And i was just an orphan. Not a scrape of family left and plus he has no idea what its like to be a woman. Not a damn clue. Michael: I- Me: Why dont you just go, Mike. Michael: But- Me: You have your party to be at anyways. I need to be alone for a while. Michael: *sigh* Fine. We stand up and he opens the door and leaves. I shut it and just sit on the ground and cry. 6 years later...Its April of 2001 and i finally got my painting career blasted off. Kinda late but i still got it going! Ive been paid big bucks for my work. The one that i still have that i refuse to sell is the one that i painted of Michael Jackson nearly 20 years ago. It looks like this: http://www.faithmouse.com/michael_jackson_posh.jpg Just ignore the signature. I believe that if i wait until the perfect time i could try finding Michael Jackson again and sell it to him. If he wants it. We havent really spoken since he left my apartment those many years ago. But i've heard that he divorced Lisa Marie Presley. Then he got married again to some chick named Debbie Rowe. And they had two kids together named Prince and Paris. They're really adorable kids. But Debbie and Michael divorced like two years ago. And by looking at the magazines he has full custody of the kids. I get a call and i cant believe it. RING RI Me: Hello? ???: Is this Harper Jones? Of Jones Paintings? Me: Yes, how may i help you, sir? ???: I need someone to paint a profile of Michael Jackson. Me: *shocked* Did you say M-Michael J-J-Jackson? ???: I know that he's a big celebrity but he's just as normal as everybody else. Me: Oh i know that. ???: How? Me: I used to know him personally. ???: Really? Me: Ya we used to be...close friends. ???: Isnt that something! So would you like to do the job? Me: Id love to. ???: Ok i'll tell Mike that youre coming and you'll be here tomorrow...wait is tomorrow fine for you? Me: Ya its fine, but i dont want him to know that its me painting him. I want him to be surprised. ???: Ok, Ms. Jones. It was nice talking to you. Me: You too. Where will i be tomorrow? ???: Neverland Ranch. Me: Gotcha. I'll be there at noonish. ???: Sounds perfect. We'll see you tomorrow then. Goodbye. Me: Buh bye. *puts down phone* The next day i drive to Neverland Ranch and i feel butterflies in my tummy. Im pretty nervous to see Michael again after all of these years. I mean, we didnt leave on the best of terms. DING DONG ???: *opens door* You must be Harper Jones! Me: Nice to meet you! Was it you who i was talking to on the phone? ???: Yes, i'm Georgia Thompson. Me: Wait, are you related to Ann Thompson? Georgia: Ya. Me: She and i used to be best friends! Georgia: Woah! Youre Harper?! Me: Yup! Georgia: Small world! Me: Ya. Georgia: Im sorry! Where are my manners! Come on in! We walk inside and i easily knew my way around his house. I cant forget places i love. Georgia: Mr. Jackson, this is the painter, Ms. Jones. Michael Jackson turns around and sees me and he has this beam in his eyes which is the exact way he used to look at me years ago. It gave me a glimmer of hope that this is gonna go well. Georgia: I'll be heading off to do some work. *leaves* He just continued to stare at me with a grin on his face. Did i really mean that much to him? I hope so. Me: Should we get started Mr. Jackson? Michael: Is that all you have to say to me after all of these years? Me: I dunno. You tell me. Michael: *laughs* There's the Harper i know. Me: Did you try to find me so i could paint you? Or so you could see me again? ----------------------------------------------------------------- What did you think! I hope you liked it even though it was kinda boring. PLZ VOTE! I want at least 15 like always. I gotta go but i'll post my next part later. BYE!!!
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