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Tough Love Part 15; Part 5
I REALLY hope you guys appreciate this story. Either way youâ??re going to find out what happens next. Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Chapter 15 part 5 Pay Back is a Mug Okay let me tell you what just happened: I went looking for Michael. I found him out front smooching with Tatum Oâ??Neal, his ex-girlfriend. The reason Iâ??m devastated is because one: It really doesnâ??t make my day to see Michael kissing ANYONE like that. Number two: After our peace treaty just twenty-four hours ago, you wouldnâ??t think he would runoff and look the other way. Number three: Tatum isnâ??t really fond of me. Iâ??m not fond of her because sheâ??s coming at the wrong time, trying to get her ex back, which happened to be a friend of mine. Or so I thought. Then number four: I thought I felt something for him. What I thought was there has just vanished. Okay, so the two was still kissing each other as I slowly backed away, holding my dress up as I walked backwards. It was so hard for me to swallow. It almost seemed unbearable. A tear from my right eye escaped and I wiped it away quickly. They came up for air finally as I was further away from them. â??Is that Lyric?â? I looked up and I saw that Michael was looking directly at me. Tatum was getting her eyes focused on me, moving some of her hair out of her face. She bit her lips and swallowed. â??Lyric!â? â??Michael, my limo driver is stuck in traffic right now. You canâ??t just leave me!â? By now I turned away from her and him. I was jogging up the pavement as he had the audacity to try to stop me. I yanked my arm from him. He tried to wrap his arms around my left arm. Thatâ??s when I pushed him real hard in the chest with my right hand. I stopped moving and looked him in the eyes. Now, all of a sudden, he decided to look pitiful, so I decided to speak to. Briefly. â??Just go with her. Stay. Thatâ??s where you wanna be.â? After that I rudely turned away, walked in the house, closed the door gently, and then slid down the door as I took my time, taking deep breathes. After a few minutes of catching my sanity again, I walked back to the party and sat. I watched as people tangoed or did whatever they wanted on the dance floor. I was a little relaxed, despite my deep thinking. Thatâ??s when Janet sat down by me. â??So it seemed like I broke Mike and Tay up for you. Had a good time dancing with him?â? â??Ya, it was fun,â? I mumbled. â??Whatâ??s up?â? â??Nothinâ??â? I said looking up at her. â??You sure?â? â??Yeah.â? â??Hey, so I was thinking you should sleep over at my house tonight.â? â??Janet, I donâ??t think thatâ??s a good idea.â? â??Why not? Weâ??re probably gonna be up late cleaning after everyone leaves.â? â??Iâ??ve been enough of a bother. Plus who knows, Latoya might try to dye my hair green. Or trip me down the stairs.â? We laughed a little. â??No, she really wouldnâ??t do that. Sheâ??s jealous of you.â? â??Why?â? â??Because youâ??re pretty.â? â??Yeah, thanks. And any other reasons?â? â??Maybe. I just know sheâ??s probably jealous of you being pretty because I am.â? â??You are?â? â??Just a little.â? She said, while holding up her index finger and thumb. â??Then all of us are some jealous broads.â? â??Why?â? â??Because I think both of yâ??all are extremely beautiful. Rebbie is too. Actually, all of you Jacksons look astoundingly beautiful. I mean how can people like yâ??all actually exist, and I am actually talking to one of yâ??all?â? â??And two of those Jacksons are addicted to you.â? â??Yeah, which ones?â? I really had no patients to hear her say â??Michaelâ?. â??Oh, we know. Thereâ??s no need to name names.â? I only said mmm. â??But for real though, stay the night Lyric, please!â? â??I donâ??t know Janet.â? â??Please, please, please.â? She got up and started jumping around. â??No, I canâ??t. I donâ??t wanna tonight. Tonight is not a good night.â? â??Fine then, party pooper.â? â??Ha, ha,â? I said as she walked away. Marlon and Jackie came up with the idea to have a piñata. I must say I was really happy about that because I always loved playing with them. I donâ??t care how old I get; I might always find myself being the first one to volunteer to get the first whack at the thing. This time I got that opportunity. Lucky, lucky me, once Michael came back to the party, he didnâ??t see me. And he was the one who was going to be holding the piñata while standing in a chair. So Jackie spinned me a few times while being blind-folded. â??Keep spinning me.â? I told him. I knew what I was gonna do. He spinned me a few more times. Then he handed me a bat. They didnâ??t make any rules or regulations about how many times we could hit the piñata. They only said not to swing below the belt. I was thinking, okay I wonâ??t hit below the belt. Iâ??ll just swing everywhere. Plus when I tried to hit it the first time, I missed because Michael moved it. I knew because I heard the piñata move swiftly. Plus the crowd laughed after Michael initially did. Thatâ??s when I didnâ??t give a ratâ??s butt and started swinging everywhere. I played it off real well. I would swing then stop. The thing was my swings were strong. No one, especially any males wouldnâ??t want to be too close to me. The only thing I knew I strike was his legs a few times. â??Woah, woah gal. Letâ??s get you calm and let someone else take a whack at the piñata. Not Michael.â? That was Marlon. I knew it was a joke, but I wasnâ??t laughing. After a few more tries, it was my dad who let the mother lode drop. It was truly hilarious to see people wrestle over the candy. That part I loved the most, other than attempting to get the piñata open. Right now I really wasnâ??t in the mood to listen to Michael, but of course they played one of their songs. I was sitting by the pool as â??Good Timesâ? crept on. Then a chair was moved by mine. I looked to my right and there he was, Michael Conniving Jackson. â??Do you wanna talk about it?â? He asked me as soon as he got settled, which didnâ??t take long. I looked at him like he was the last person I wanted to see. Then I looked away, crossing my arms. Visually I was frustrated, which I hated. â??Fine.â? He crossed his right leg over his left. It tapped ma few times. Thatâ??s when I pushed him away, not in a joking way at all. Then I walked away from him, moving to the other side of the pool. â??Lyric, wait,â? he said softly. â??Give me thirty seconds.â? â??Wow, you really have the balls to ask for only thirty seconds. Start talking.â? He paused for about ten seconds; watching my cruel face as I watched his uneasy face. â??I knew you hadnâ??t made a mistake.â? I said as I walked away from him. â??Wait.â? He said, stopping me again by jumping in front of me. â??She kissed me. Old feelings rushed back.â? â??And you just canâ??t say no?â? â??You gotta understand, really liked her once upon of time.â? â??Well, do you still like her? You damn near exposed her bra. If she was wearing one.â? â??Stop cussing.â? â??Stop telling me what to F-In do.â? I didnâ??t say the actually word, I only said that to bug him. He surprised me at my worst by gripping me in a true bear hug. He probably regretted what he did, but too bad for him because at this point I donâ??t F-In care. And once again I didnâ??t say the word though I was truly feeling it. Ironically â??Enjoy Yourselfâ? by them came on. It was too perfect. I broke up this lame sentimental hug by pushing off of me. HARD. Michael fell through the pool backwards. I saw no one was looking when I did it. So I was able to look down at him and leave him with a few haunting words. â??Enjoy yourself because pay back is a mug.â? I said with so much hostility. Even I felt bad for him just a little bit. It was about equivalent to the way he felt about going out on dates. In both cases, those feelings are low. Then I walked away calmly but quickly. Hopefully no one saw me. Most of me donâ??t really care because pay back is truly a mug. Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? Ã? I know this wasnâ??t the best part. Vote up for me. I hope you liked it. -Aariyan ;] P.S. This part took me less than three hours to type. Whoo!
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