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A Memory Never Forgotten *PART 1*
I live in Chicago and Iâ??m in the process of starting my own practice in child Psychology. My goals are to become the CEO and be my own boss! Iâ??m making my way up the corporate ladder. I often take flights to California to visit family or for business. My business life might be great but my relationship status is BAD!! I was in an abusive relationship before I met Michael. Matter of fact that is how I met him. I was on my way to California with my boyfriend. (Letâ??s just call him Troy) to have a nice weekend together. Friday we arrived and stayed at my cousinâ??s house. I was glad everything was starting off ok. Usually we start arguing about everything. We got in late so I decided to go straight to bed. The next morning I got up early to take a jog and then go shopping. I didnâ??t want to disturb Troy from sleeping or that would be another argument. Around 10:00 I got a phone call from Troy, he went ballistic on the phone, â??where are you? Donâ??t go no were without telling me!â? I told him that I was at a little shop in Encino. The next thing I know he was on his way. The start of mass confusion! Now that I look back on it I think I was pretty stupid to put up with that. I had no choice but to wait for him, so I stood outside for a half hour. When he arrived I was shit scared. Alyssa: â??Hey baby.â? Troy: â??Shut up. Why you didnâ??t tell me where you were.â? Alyssa: â??I didnâ??t want to disturb you baby.â? Troy: â??Donâ??t do it again.â? At first I thought I was in the clear from getting hit, but a moment later he smacked the crap out of me. I donâ??t know what happened inside of me but I mustered up something and cursed his ass out. Maybe it was because people were around and he crushed my ego or something. I couldnâ??t take it anymore. That was definitely a mistake on my part. I was fighting back but that seemed to enrage him even more. Hearing his piercing words while choking me up made me sick, literally I almost lost consciousness. While I was in the process of dying, supposedly Michael Jackson was riding pass when all of that was happening. He instructed his driver and bodyguards to pull over and help me. As they were tugging Troy off of me. I was trying to catch my breath and my eyes were almost fading out. While trying to stand up straight I felt someone holding me up by my waist. I turned to see Michael Jackson, but was to out of it to be excited. I held on to him for dear life. He helped me into his limo and laid my head on his lap while caressing my hair. I guess I was hurt pretty bad because I drifted in and out of consciousness. When I awoke I was in this huge room where I was tucked into bed like a little child. It seemed so beautiful with paintings and grand furniture everywhere. It was like a room from a fairytale. I tried to open my mouth to call for someone, but it was so dry and it really hurt. I sat there for a good two minutes just studying my stunning surroundings. Then the door opened and Michael came in. Standing over me he whispered calmly, â??Are you ok?â? I nodded slowly replying yes. Deep inside I was not, because I was terrified of what Troy was doing right now or what he was thinking. I opened my mouth and mouthed WATER, PLEASE. He walked over into the bathroom to bring me some water. He brought it to me and watched me drink it. â??Thank you.â? I said with a ratchet voice. He giggled and said, â??You welcome.â? I patted the spot on the bed next me so he could have a seat. We began our long conversation that almost never ended. We discussed our fears and our joys and our hopes for tomorrow. Then the subject got rough. â??What happened today, with that guy?â? Michael shyly looked down to twitle with his fingers. I was a little upset that he brought that up, but it was bound to happen sooner or later. â??Well, that guy is my boyfriend Troy. He got a little mad and did someâ?¦..â? â??Why do you still refer to him as your boyfriend? He almost killed you.â? â??He just has a bad temper.â? I sound like the white lady in the lifetime movie that you make fun of when she is in denial about her abusive husband. I guess you canâ??t judge someone unless youâ??re in their shoes. â??I donâ??t think thatâ??s a good enough answer for a person to be treated like that.â? Michael exclaimed. I sensed some animosity in his voice. So I tried to change to subject fast! â??Michael you have a beautiful home.â? â??Thank youâ?¦. Now why do you put up with that? Are you going to stay with him?â? Well that plan didnâ??t work. â??Michael I donâ??t know what to do!â? â??Weâ??ve been together for a long time, and he knows everything about me, things donâ??t come to me that easy. It was hard to find someone like him.â? I was as shocked as Michael to hear the words that were coming out of my mouth. I was the stupidest women in the world. I felt tears come to my eyes so I turned over slightly so Michael couldnâ??t see me. In a rush of emotion I broke down. Michael forcefully took me into his arms and held me and whispered in my ear that everything would be ok. I drifted off to sleep in utter bliss and love with a hint of pain in my heart. I think that was the turning point in our relationship but we didnâ??t think of it like that. We both had our separate pains and problems to figure out then and to be in another relationship right now. I donâ??t think it crossed our minds. THE NEXT PART IS COMING LATER WRITING BY: KRISTINA GASTON
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