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No Matter What **Part 29**
Hey Ya'll. I'm BAK! :D My friends have been bugging me to write this part, I'm seriously going to kill them now. Good thing I got ideas to write :DD. I just read the story "Five Girls, Five Jacksons" by Emy, and I have to say that it was GREAT! I love how you go in detail into stuff. I love it :DD. You'd always say how much you liked my story, well I'm saying the same to you :) This part is dedicated to you Emy, and of course to Spencer and Esraa and all MJsite, and Michael Jackson. RIP, its already a year since your death :( 25thJune2010. </3 - Vicky -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I stood there stunned at what I was seeing and that's when Billie came upstairs. I think she got worried for the fact that I was late. And there Billie stood staring with wide mouth just like me. I mean, Hello! We're looking at MY sister sleeping NAKED with another guy. Ohh Im gonna fucking kill him. Me: **Getting in** Billie: **Pulling me** Don't Michael. **Closing the door of thier room** Me: What do you mean don't? I'm gonna break his damn skull. Billie: Michael your sister knows what she's doing and she's old enough to do it. I knew Billie was not satisfied by what she just said, but all she was trying to do is calm me down because I was outraged and my face was totally red. I know that she thinks what Suze has done was awfully wrong. Me: No she's not. Just a few days she was crying because of how much she hated him. AND HE'S 4 YEARS OLDER. HE'S 24. Billie: **Putting her hands on my lips** Shh, you'll wake them. Me: I WANNA WAKE THEM, I WANNA KILL HIM! AND SUZE, OHH SUZE! SHE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT'S COMING FOR HER. Billie: Michael. Me: **Slamming the door open** GET UP! Billie: Michael. Me: SHUT UP BILLIE! Suze and Josh woke up startled when they heard my voice. They both jumped and tried to adjust their eyes to the light that was in the room. I could see that when Josh saw me he had this frightened look on his face, although he did not move. Suze was very scared. She was trying to hide herself under the bed sheets. Oh it ain't working sister! Me: GET UP, WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING? Josh: I... Um... Well... Me: DON'T I, UM WELL ME! GET THE HELL OUT OF THIS HOUSE! Josh went on the other side of the bed still trying to hide himself with the bed sheets and fell on the ground on the other side and got dressed as fast as he can. He ran to the door and was staring at my sister, who already had tears in her eyes. Me: AND DON'T THINK OF COMING BACK YOU BASTARD! Josh ran down the stairs and out of the house and there I was standing staring at my sister. My embrassing sister. She betrayed me. I trust her in things and the next thing I know she's sleeping with every guy she sees? Me: **Angry tone** You wear your clothes right now, and come downstairs. We're having a discussion right now. Suze: Y-yes Michael. Me: **Closing the door** After I closed the door I could hear Suze's voice sobbing inside the room. I ignored it and looked at Billie's face. I felt so extremly guilty for shouting at her. She did not do anything. But I couldn't control my anger. That look on her face hurt me. Me: **Hugging her** I'm sorry. Billie: **Her head on my chest**Why did you shout at me Michael? I didn't do anything? Me: I was really angry at my sister, and still am I'm really sorry. Billie: **Pulling back and smiling** Its okay. Me: **Forcing a smile** We both went down the stairs to the living room. Suze was looking around. She was looking at the furniture and the pictures of me and my family back in the old days. The walls were painted on a very light brown colour. It had very comfy couches around which were also as the colour of the walls. There was a dinning table too. But we don't usually use it, its only for guests. There were a few vases around for decoration. She was touching the pictures and looking at them while I sat there thinking of what I just saw now. Me: You can go Billie. I'll invite you over some other time. Billie: No Michael, I'm staying here. Before you do something you'll regret the rest of your life. She got a point there. I mean I'm seriously pissed at Suze that I can do anything. I think Billie should be there so I can contain myself. I was siting on the couch in a tensed way. My right leg was shaking, you know when your nervous you move your leg up and down. That's what I was doing right now. I was sitting there waiting for Suze who was getting extremly late. At last I heard footsteps from the stairs and there came Suze, with her old dress. She had tears in her eyes, and her eyes already got swelled from crying. I motioned for her to sit down and she did so. Billie came and sat, but a little far from us to give us some privacy. I looked at Suze dead in the eye and at last spoke out. Me: What were you thinking doing that? Our parents taugh you better than that and you know it. Suze: **Looking down** Me: Looking down won't work, look at my face when I'm talking to you. Suze: **Looking at me** Me: I leave you for a few hours and the next thing I see is that? And my guest had to see it too? Suze: **Looking at Billie then back at me** Me: Your're such a disgrace Suze. You're such a disgrace. Suze: **Silent** Me: Just know that he's not allowed in this house ever again and you'll never see him again. Suze finally looked at me and tears started rolling down her eyes she screamed "I hate you" and ran to her room crying and slammed the door. Billie came and sat beside me and tried to make me feel better. Billie: You okay Michael? Me: No, No I'm not. Billie: Its okay, she doesn't really hate you. She's just angry. Me: Yeah. I don't know about that? I just hurt her. But no, she made herself low by what she did and she's not even married to him. Now that is making me mad. I slumped down on the couch and put my hands behind my head and started staring at the ceiling. Just thinking, thinking why my life is turning out like that. Why? I just want to know why. And the next thing I know Billie layed beside me and put her hand on my chest and her head on my shoulder. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Pheww that was ALOT! I gotta go convince my dad to watch this damn movie right now lol. Its gonna take alotta work 2 do that :PP I hope you guys liked this part and don't forget to vote. PLEASEE! :) I'll write another part for "The Perfect Man" later Okiee? :) Thanks for reading. Love you all. Byee :')
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