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Beat It My Version-Part3

Hey guys, here's the next part to my story :) Thanks again for liking it. I hope this one is a little better then the last one. But again, thanks for the 15 votes :D Well, here we go.
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Okay...this isn't gonna be good...

Me: Ooohh...hey Aunt B...
Aunt B: I saw the whole thing, Vivian. What were you thinking!? You could have been killed!
Me: I wasn't!
Aunt B: You could have. I told you staying with that Jackson boy wouldn't be nothing but trouble for you.
Me: Don't say that about him! He's my best friend!
Aunt B: Don't use that tone with me, Vivian Brookes! My sister, your mother, told me to raise your ass on her death bed. And I told her that I would do anything in my power to make sure your save and letting that boy come near you is not letting you be safe!
Me: Excuse me, but Michael has been my best friend since I was old enough to walk! You never had a problem with him until he turned 18 and started getting into trouble. Well, you don't see Michael has I see him, he is still that same Michael that would always be there for me when and if I needed him! Just cause he's in a gang doesn't make him less then the Michael I've known and love over the years!
Aunt B: Fine...but if this ends up hurting you, don't come crying to me! (walks out and slams the door shut)

I staid in my room and slumped to the floor holding my head on my knees. This couldn't get any wrost could it...why do I have to say that...of course if could be wrost! I got up and went and got ready for bed again hoping the Michael was okay. I shortly fell asleep dreaming about the old days when I didn't have to worry about Michael getting shot or anything. I slowly drifted to sleep.

~Next Morning~

I woke up in my bed and got ready for today. I got up and got everything ready. I took a shower, dryed my hair and put makeup on and fixed my hair. And this is what I looked like when I was done.

Hair:http://media.photobucket.com/image/Sexy%20Hair/trish373/straight_sexy_62143.jpg
Dress shirt:http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41wfLawu5WL.AA500.swimsuit-cover-up-only-white-gauze.jpg
Shorts:http://images01.olx.com.ph/ui/4/98/41/68439741_1-Pictures-of-SEXY-SHORTS-FOR-SALE-VERY-AFFORDABLE-WHOLESALE-ACCEPTED.jpg
Shoes:http://www.holytrinitytn.org/images/shoes
Makeup:http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2349/2440261711_93e54063c9.jpg

I went down stairs to find a note on the table. I picked it up and it read:

"Gone out sweetie. If you go see Michael, please don't get hurt. I'll be back later on tonight. I gotta work at the diner when I get back from shopping a little bit. So be a good girl, and stay out of trouble. If you go to the hospital ask them where Michael is instead of trying to find it yourself. I love you.
                 XXXAunt B"

I smiled to myself and shook my head. I placed the note down and went out the door on to the hospital. I watched out to see if Trey and or any of his gang was out there. I sighed relife when I noticed there wasn't. I finally made it to the hospital and went to the desk.

DG(Desk Girl): May I help you sweetie?
Me: Yes, I was wondering could you tell me where Michael Jackson's room is.
DG: Thrid floor, first to the left.
Me: Thank you (walking away)
DG: Your welcome sweetie.

I did what she said and made it to the thrid floor. And when I opened Michael's room door...I saw him with a girl sitting on his wasit on the bed kissing him. My mouth dropped and Michael seemed to be liking it. This is how the girl looked and how they looked:

Girl:http://www2.pictures.zimbio.com/img/0a61/Jake/2469c.2IyVbu.jpg

And this is how they looked:

http://www.getyourexbackforever.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/couple-on-bed.jpg (But think of Ola on his waist and his hands on her hips kissing one one another)

My closed my mouth and tried now to sound shock. I calmy opened my mouth and said..

Me: Michael...
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To Be Continued...

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