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Complicated Love....Part 2
Thankyou to Vicky for liking my story. Thankyou to whoever else likes it as well. **Angelina's Point Of View** I woke up the next morning with a splitting headache. Michael: Time to wake baby. Me: Michael....Not now. Gimme a few more minutes. Michael: What's up? Me: Headache. Michael: Would you like a water? Me: Michael....no....! Michael: You know what? I'm sick of your attitude lately! I don't deserve that behaviour from you! (Storms out) Me: Yeah well you're just.....Ugh!! I don't know what's gotten into me. Why am I acting like such a rude bitch to Michael? I love him more than anyone else in the world and i'm treating him like crap. I decide a walk in the fresh air will clear my thoughts. I grab my coat and (Even with my PJs on underneath!) I go out front. There was freezing, but my head felt great, so I breathed in deeply. I started walking and stopped at the park down the road. This was Michael and my spot. Instead of paying millions of dollars on going to a fancy restaurant for a date, I would pack sandwiches and we would picnic at the park, watching the children run around happily. Children. Sigh, why can't I be pregnant? I want a baby for us and it seems Michael does too. I felt a tear run down my face as I sat on "our" bench. I watched as a young girl with pigtails and her nanna ran up to me and and smiled. Me: Hi, what's your name? Little girl: Howwie May. (That's Hollie in kid talk) Me: Well that's a very pretty name for a pretty girl. Hollie: (Smiles but frowns) Me: What's wrong? Hollie: I'm swick. Nanna said I have to go the hospwital twuday. I gots Cancer. (Frowns) Me: (Trying to cheer her up) Aww i'm sure you'll be just fine. Here (Gives her a lollie) Only if it's okay with nanna. Nanna: Yes, sure. (Lol, don't take candy from strangers girls!) Hollie: Thanks!...umm.. Me: Call me Angie. When you get back from the hospital, you can try a pink lollipop. Hollie: Wow thankwou! (Smiles and skips home with nanna) Me: It's okay, bye! **Michael's Point Of View** God, what's gotten into her? I'm not sure what's the matter, but there better be a reason behind it. I go back into our room to talk, but she's not in there. As i'm looking, I hear the phone ringing. Me: Hello? Doctor: Hello, this is Doctor Jenkins from the Encino, California hospital. Michael Jackson, I presume? Me: Yes it is. Doctor: Well there's been a misunderstanding. Did Angelina tell you about our appointment today? Me: Yep she did. Doctor: Well, um, can you tell her that she is pregnant? Me: (Gasps and drops the phone) Mom: Michael? What's the matter? Doctor: Michael? Michael? Mom: (Picks up phone) Hello, this is his mother.......Yes.....No......Oh my god!.....Yes I will......You too....Bye. Me: (Slowly) Mom, what are the side effects? Mom: Nausea, cramps, headaches, mood swings, weight gain,....etc. Me: (To myself) So, she doesn't hate me....! I run downstairs and out the front door. I spot Angie down at the park and I run down the street. It had just started snowing and she looked so beautiful surrounded by the white snow. I grab her and swing her in the air. Angie: Michael!? Me: I love you so much. Angie: Umm I love you too. Me: Angie, the doctor called. You are pregnant. Angie: Really!? We're gonna be parents?! Me: Yeah! Angie: (Kisses me on the lips) I lovveee you Michael. I place her back on the bench and even though we're both in our PJs in the park surrounded by snow, I get on one knee. Me: Angie, I love you more than all the riches and anything in the world. Well, what i'm asking is if you'd be my wife? Will you marry me? Angie: (Shocked) Yes....YES!!! Me: (Slides the ring onto my finger, as it sparkled in the snow) I've never been happier..... To Be Continued.... (Hope it wasn't too dramatic! I wanted it to be special, so Goodnight MJSite!)
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