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Business With Pleasure Part 9
Hey, sorry it took so long! Im stuck in f***ing summer school! It sucks! Here's part 9 hope you like it. As always dedicated to Michael and MJSite. *3 days later* I opened my eyes, but closed them again. What's the point of getting up? I've fallen into a depression type state of mind. If your daughter died, I think anyone would be depressed. I haven't been in or seen sunlight in 3 days. The only time I seen light was when I had to go to Ava's funeral, but besides that, I locked myself in the guest room at Neverland, closed the curtains and laid in my bed listen to sad rock music. Shawn hasn't talked to neither me nor Michael, and also locked himself in his room. Michael has tried to make us feel better, but it never works. I don't know about Shawn, but Im deep down in depression. It came to the point where I didn't even wanna live anymore. The only sharp thing in the room was a pencil on the dresser. I broke the pencil in half and both ends were sharp, wooden points. I sat on the foot of my bed and took a deep breath. Quickly I stabbed both of the broken pencil ends in both of my wrists. Blood leaked out of the wounds and I insantly faded out. The next time I opened my eyes, I seen all white. Did I do it? Did I kill myself? I took a deep breath and coughed. Suddenly, Michael's face popped up in front of me. I can tell he looked worried. Michael:Rebecca? Me:(groans)Ugh! Michael:How are you feeling? Me:Exhausted. Michael:What the hell were you thinking? Me:I- Michael:Do you know how selfish that is? Me:Y- Michael:Did you ever think about how this would effect me and Shawn? Me:N- Michael:Why would you d- Me:I can't do it anymore! I can't live anymore! Michael:Why are you talking like this? Me:Its all my fault. Michael:For what? Me:(cries)Ava. This never would've happened if I didn't go to the store. You told me not to and I did. I should've listened to you. Michael:(hugs me)Awww, Becca. Don't cry, please? Me:Im sorry. Its all my fault. Michael:No, stop saying that. You didn't have anything to do with it. Me:(cries harder)I miss her so much. Michael:(hugs me tighter)I know you do. We all do, but I don't think Ava would want you doing this to yourself, right? Me:(nods) Michael:Ok, now promise me you will never do this ever again. Me:I promise I will never try to kill myself ever again. Michael:Good. A few sobs later, I composed myself. Michael was right, what I did was completely selfish and Ava never would've wanted me to do this to myself. The door opened and Shawn came running in my room. Shawn:(hugs me tight)Mommy! Me:Awww, flash. Shawn:I was so scared. Me:Im so sorry, sweetie. I promise I will never scare you again. Shawn:(pulls away)Are you better? Me:(sooths his hair down)Much, much better. Shawn:Mommy, can we leave? Its creepy here. Me:(looks at Michael)Can we? Michael:Unfortunately, no. You have to stay for a couple of days. Me:Lemme guess, Im on suicide watch. Michael:Pretty much. Me:(sighs)Shawn, mommy can't come home yet. Shawn:Why not? Me:Cause the doctor won't let me. Shawn:(looks down)Ok. Me:(ruffles his hair)Don't worry, I'll be home soon, ok? Shawn:K. Me:(tickles him)I can't hear you. Shawn:(laughs)Ok, ok! Me:(smiles)There's that precious smile. *4 days later* Yes, Im finally out of this hospital!! After 76 hours of therapy, they finally think Im "sane" enough to leave. Michael and Shawn, even though they asked me everyday, didn't know when I was being released so I decided to suprise them. I got dressed and bolted out that hospital. I hauled down a taxi and told him where to go. The taxi stopped in front of the Neverland gates, I paid him and got out and rung the buzzered/bell. A buff security guard came and let me in. He already knew who I was. I practically ran up to the door cause I can't wait to see my babies. Yes, I consider Michael as my baby now. I unlocked the front door with the key that Michael keeps under the welcome mat outside. It was pretty quiet when I entered the house except for the sound of the TV from the living room. I walked in there and seen Shawn sitting on the couch, laughing at an episode of Fanboy and Chum Chum. (I love that show!) I snuck up behind the couch and covered his eyes. Me:Guess who? Shawn:Mikey, Im trying to watch TV. Me:(uncovers his eyes) Shawn:(turns around) Me:(smiles)Suprise! The suprise was kinda on me cause Shawn stood on the couch, and literally jumped on me. It caught me off guard, so I fell backwards with a loud thud. Luckily, I didn't hit my head cause I was holding it up. I didn't wanna split my skull. He hugged me and nestled is face in my neck. I managed to get up with Shawn still on me and he finally let go. He started running around me in circles, which he loves to do, and kept singing "Mommy's home". Me:Stop, you're making me dizzy. Shawn:(slowly stops)Im soo happy! Me:Happy that you can jump on me? Shawn:(smiles)Yeah! Me:(giggles)Great. Michael:(runs downstairs)What's going on down here? Shawn, are you ok? Me:(waves at him)Hey. Michael:Becca, is that you? Me:No, its Cher. Michael:(smiles)Yeah, its you. Me:Well, are just gonna stand there or are you gonna hug me? Michael:Both. You gotta come to me. Me:You're lazy! (hugs him) Michael:(hugs me tight)Im so glad you're home! Me:Me too. Michael:What was that noise earlier? Me:Shawn was so excited, he jumped on me. Michael:(looks at Shawn)Hey, I was gonna do that. Shawn:(giggles)Too late. Suddenly, I noticed a girl come downstairs. To me, she looked Puerto Rican or Dominican. She looked around my age, which is 23. She was a little shorter then me, she was petite, had long dark blonde hair, and had big hazel eyes. She was absolutely beautiful! No homo. Two questions raced in my mind; who is she? and why is she here? She walked up to Michael and held his hand. Did I miss something? Girl:Honey, who's this? Me:(thinks)Honey? What the fu- Michael:Oh, umm, Rebecca this is Beth Lynn. My girlfriend. Beth Lynn:(puts her hand out)So, you're Rebecca? I've heard so much about you. Me:(shakes her hand)I hope it wasn't bad. Beth Lynn:No, of course not. Me:(thinks)Im suprised instead. Damn it! Beth Lynn:Omg, I love your shoes! Me:Thank you. Michael:Sweetheart, can you go back upstairs for a minute, please? Beth Lynn:Sure. (kisses him and leaves) Michael:(blushes) Me:Wow. You got a girl. Michael:Yeah, sorta. Me:What about uhhh...Lisa? Michael:She filed for divorce the day before you went to the hospital. Me:And you didn't tell me because? Michael:You never came out your room, and I didn't wanna bother you with it. Me:Oh. Michael:Duh! Me:When did you two meet? Michael:I think, 5 days ago. Me:Hmmm. Im happy for you. Michael:You are? Me:Yeah, we're just friends anyway. Michael:(looks down)Yeah. Me:Im uuhhh...Kinda tired. Im gonna got to bed. Michael:Sure. See you later. I can't believe it! He has a girlfriend. I don't know why Im so...Jealous. I mean, Im happy if he's happy, but I guess I want him to be happy with me. I guess Im too late, huh? Beth Lynn seems like a nice girl though. Secretly, deep down inside, I want her to do something horrible and make Michael break up with her. Im totally jealous of her. I wanna rip her pretty little face off! I know its not nice to say, but Im a girl. A girl with mixed emotions and crazy hormones. I came here to suprise them, but instead I got suprised. I decided to sleep it off, so I took a shower, changed in my PJs and went to sleep. In the middle of the afternoon. But not for long. I tossed and turned all day. I glanced at the clock; 6:36pm. I tried to go back to sleep, but I couldn't. I put the pillow over my head, but that never works anymore. Two reasons; I kept thinking about Michael and his new girlfriend, and him and Beth Lynn were doing "stuff". I could hear them cause my guest room were next to their room. I almost puked if they didn't stop soon. Luckily, they did. Thank God! Soon after, I heard footsteps coming towards my room. I put the pillow over my face to avoid whoever was coming. ?:(knocks on the door) Me:(grunts) ?:(comes in)Hey, Becca, are you coming down for dinner? Me:(muffles)Yeah, Michael, just give me a minute. Michael:What? Me:(takes the pillow off)Give me a minute. Michael:Ok, see you in a few. (leaves) I stood up and walked in the bathroom to fix my face. My face was fine besides the fact that I was still sleepy. My hair was absolute torture! After fighting with my hair, I set it in a high ponytail. My face was pale cause I didn't put make-up on it. I was thinking about it, but I didn't feel like it. The first time I let people see me all natural. I went downstairs and seen Michael, Beth Lynn, and Shawn sitting at the table. Of course, since I was the last one there, I got the attention. I sat by Shawn, whom was across from Beth Lynn with Michael next to her, and I sat across from Michael. It was extremely awkward! Me:So, how did you two meet? Michael:I ran into her at the mall. Beth Lynn:He was running from the fans and bumped into me at Victoria's Secret. Me:(giggles)Tell me you did not go in there. Michael:(blushes)I did, but I didn't know until I saw all the bras and stuff. Beth Lynn:We went to Starbucks afterwards and we just happened. Me:Cool. Beth Lynn:Michael told me you were in the hospital. What happened? Me:(looks down)Ehhmm- Michael:Sweetheart, I don't think she wants to talk about it. Me:No, its fine. I gotta tell someone sooner or later. I tried to kill myself. Beth Lynn:(gasps)Why? Me:My ummm...Daughter died in a car accident a week ago. Beth Lynn:Im so sorry to hear that. Me:Yeah, I got depressed and....That happened. Beth Lynn:Are you feeling better? Me:Uhhh...Yeah, I feel much better. Beth Lynn:That's good. Me:How old are you? Beth Lynn:Im 23. Me:Really? Me too. Beth Lynn:(smiles)Awesome. We should go shopping sometime. Me:That would be cool. The rest of the dinner wasn't as bad as I thought. Beth Lynn is actually really nice, but I kinda envy her. She way more prettier than me. Im absolutely jealous and I hate it. After dinner, I decided to go in my room to rest for a while. Of course that didn't work. I just stayed up all night until 2:56am, looking at the ceiling. Suddenly, I felt the need to get away. Just to go somewhere, away from here. Las Vegas, New York, Italy. I don't care, I just wanna get away. I got off the bed, packed the things I need, and changed my clothes. I was still in my PJs. When I was done, I quietly left my room and tip-toed to Shawn's room. I opened his door and seen him in his bed, sleeping like a little angel. I kissed his forehead and moved his hair out of his face. (Justin Bieber hair). I quietly left his room and went downstairs to the door. I didn't get to leave cause I heard Michael calling me. Michael:(comes downstairs)Rebecca? Me:(turns around)Hmm? Michael:(rubs his eyes)What are you doing? Me:Im leaving. Michael:What? Me:Not forever. Maybe for a week. Michael:Where you going? Me:I don't know, but out of L.A. I don't feel like I fit in anymore. Michael:What are you talking about? Of course you do. Me:Its hard to explain. Im gonna go clear my head for a bit. Michael:Well, if you want to. Me:I do. I hugged Michael and kissed his cheek. I said bye to him and with that, I left. Since my car got smashed in the accident, I had to haul a taxi. I put my luggage in the trunk and headed for LAX. Once I got to the airport, I got my stuff, paid the driver, and bought a ticket to Cancun. During this whole process, I couldn't stop thinking about Michael. I honestly wanted to be what Beth Lynn was to him. His girlfriend. I wanted to be the one he loves more than a friend. I wanted to be in bed with him everynight. Non-sexual. I wanted that feeling so very bad, but it wasn't gonna happen. I have to move on. I got on the plane and sat down. After a while, I got bored and checked my phone. I had a missed call from an unknown number. I didn't check if they left a message cause you can't be on a phone on a plane for some reason. *4 hours later* Finally! I was starting not to feel my butt. When I got off the plane, I instantly felt peaceful. The smell of the ocean and flowers fell over me. Its early in the morning so its just kinda getting bright outside. Wasn't there something I was suppose to check? Oh, my phone. I checked the message on my phone and couldn't believe who left the message. Tommy:Im on an airplane right now having cocktails. And Im coming to find your ass. What the fluff!? I regret that Nikki gave him my number! I don't want company, I wanna be left alone. I came here to clear my mind, not to be disturbed by Tommy Lee! http://rockandrollreport.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/tommylee.jpg Most people know Tommy cause of his situation with Pamela Anderson. I don't want someone from the media to see me with him, and then think we're together. I called him back. Tommy:Hey, Im landing right now. Can't wait to see me? Me:You're out of your mind! Don't come down here, I wanna be alone. Stay the hell away! With that said, I hung up the phone. There's nothing else to say. I got another cab and went to the hotel I was staying at. The Ritz-Carlton. I checked in, went to my room, which is on the 7th floor, and plopped on the bed. Traveling isn't easy. It never is. I moved the blinds back and looked out the window. The view of Cancun totally relaxed me. The view of the ocean, the beach and people on it, the palm trees. Everything. I might consider living here. I wonder what Michael's doing right now. Probably wrapped up in kissing Beth Lynn. I shivered at the thought of them together. I was so into the view that I didn't even notice that someone entered my room. Suddenly, that person put their arms around my waist, spun me around, and pushed me against the wall. Me being terrified, I screamed, but this person put their hand over my mouth. ?:Stop, its me. Tommy. Me:(muffles)Damn it, Tommy! Tommy:(takes his hand off my mouth)How's it going, dude? Me:(pushes him)I told you not to come down here. Tommy:I couldn't help it, I had to see. Me:You saw me, now leave. Tommy:Aww, I just came here. I wanna hang out with you. Me:(sighs)Fine. Tommy:Yes! Me:You're so hard-headed. Tommy:But you love me. Me:Not yet. Tommy:I bet I'll make you love me by the end of the vacation. Me:Yeah, that's never gonna happen. Tommy:Wanna have some drinks? Me:Now? In the morning? Tommy:Yeah, dude. Me:Well, I guess a few drinks won't hurt. A few drinks hurt alot. 4 days later, we were married. Yes, married after 4 days. It really suprised me cause Tommy is soo sweet. Plus, he acts like a child. Just like Michael, but crazier. During the whole vacation, we couldn't keep our eyes off each other. It took us 3 days to look at anything else around us. I immediately forgot about all of my worries and problems. The marriage just sorta happened I guess. I came out the bathroom one morning and I saw Tommy standing on top of the bed on one knee. He popped the question and I said "yes". He didn't have a ring though. Instead he wanted us to get tattoos of each others name on our ring finger. My appearance has changed alot during 6 days of being in Cancun. I dyed my hair dark red with black streaks and I started wearing heavy eyeliner. After a week, we were going back to L.A. Michael said he was gonna meet me at LAX airport. When we landed, I was the first one off the plane. I saw Michael, Beth Lynn and Shawn. I ran and hugged them. They were confused cause they didn't know who I was. Michael:Im sorry, but who are you? Me:Mikey, its me. Michael:Rebecca? Me:Duh! Michael:Oh, gosh! Look at you. Me:Cool, right? Shawn:(hugs my leg)I like it, Mommy. Me:(ruffles his hair)Thanks, flash. Beth Lynn:Me too. Its so rocker chick-ish. Michael:(touches my hair)My favorite colors. Me:I know, that's why I did it. Oh, I have someone I want you to meet. Michael:Who? Me:(looks behind me)Tommy? Hey, come here. Tommy:There you are, I was looking for you. Me:Ok, this is Tommy Lee. My husband. Michael:(eyes wide)What the hell? To Be Continued....... *Its All For Love, L.O.V.E*
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