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Mirror on the wall: Part 1
This is Mary Cait with a new story(: I hope you all like it, cause I'm not so sure about it really. And also this will have Michael and Addison's point of view. Hope you like it ^___^ --)MaryCait ************ With everything happening today, you don't know whether you're coming or going But you thing that you're on your way Life lined up on the mirror don't blow it Look at me when I'm talking to you You looking at me but I'm lookin' through you I see the blood in your eyes I see the love in disguise I see the pain here in your pride I see you're not satisfied And I don't see nobody else I see myself I'm looking at the... Mirror on the wall Here we are again Through my rise and fall You've been my only friend You told me that they can Understand the man I am So why are here Talkin' to each other again ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Michael's POV You'd think the life of a pop star would be the greatest thing in the world: fans, people knowing your name, having your name in lights, having your own songs. You'll be surprised at how hard it really is being one of the world's greatest pop starts-or King of Pop as everyone has crowned me in the past few years of my singing career. I guess you could say while I was younger and I wanted to be in the band my father, Joe, had made up with my older brothers; Marlon came after when he was a bit older to join the group. I had to prove myself to be in the band at a talent show when I was, I believe, five. There was a big joy in my life when I finally joined the group and that day on me and me brothers were known as "The Jackson 5". Looking back, I wasn't so worth it coutning I never did have a childhood because I would be practicing, doing interviews, going to awards shoes, yada yada...but I did have great times. Maybe not the best of great times, but they still were great times. Things haven't been going so great now, you see...after the case in '93, everyone who "loved" me as now turned their backs and beleived the lie that was made three years ago. I have forgiven them all, maybe people can change. You just have to beleive they will. Today is one of my days off, I enjoy these days so very much. And what am I doing on my day off? Going to see a movie at the moment. I'm not sure what I'm going to see, but anything would be great. I haven't had a day off in a while getting things ready for in a couple of months. I need this so much. Thank God for disguises, or I'd be hassled by the paps and fans wanting autographs, picture-Oh, don't get me wrong I adore my fans, they just can be a bit too pushy when it comes to that stuff. Oh, the movies...how I have missed thee. Me:*About to get out of the car* Paul(My driver): you sure about this Mike? Me: I haven't had a day off in a good bit, so I'm sure about it Paul. Besides...I have my disguise on. No one will know it's me. Paul: Unless you eyeglasses fall off again. Me: Hush about that. That guy bumped into me. Paul: And? Me: Be. Quite. Paul: Just call when the movie is over. Me: Okay. *Smiles and leaves the car* I waved to Paul as he drove off. Oh, Paul, always worrying. Why am I in a car instead of the limo? Well I wanted to, but I think a limo reads: "Big pop star going to the movies". Yeah, I beleive not. I went to the ticket booth girl and got my ticket, walked inside and picked my movie. I grabbed some popcorn and candy after paying for them and proceeded to my movie. As I was walking, I saw a girl sitting outside of the door. Odd? Shouldn't she be inside watching it? She looked a bit lost. She had jet black hair that proceeded down to her shoulders(there were some crazy highlights in her hair), pale white skin. She wore a KISS T-shirt and faded jeans with holes in her knees. A chain was on the side connected to her pocket and belt. She wore white shoes, too. As I walked over more, I could hear her faintly crying. I placed my things down beside her. Me: Um...miss? Girl: *Looks at me after wiping her eyes* Yes? Her eyeliner was running down her pale face like something awful. She wore heavy purple eyeshadow and heavy black eyeliner. What got me most about her was those light blue eyes she had. Me: Is there a problem? Girl: No...no...I'll be fine... Me: Please, tell me what's wrong. Girl: You think I'm going to tell a total stranger my problems? Me: Look around, do you see anyone else? Girl:...*looks down, then back to me* I guess not... Me: So tell me. Please? I'm all ears. Girl: I don't know. Me: Well, um, lets start small. Girl: How? Me: Like...what's your name? Girl: My name is Addison, but I like to go by Addie. Me: That's a pretty name. My name is M-Nick. Addison: *Not catching me almost saying my name* Nick? Me: Yeah...why? Addison: *Shrugs* I don't know. You just don't look like a Nick. Me: What do I look like then? An Thomas? Jeff? Larry? Chris? Addison: *Giggles* Alright. I get it...nice to meet you, Nick. Me: *Smiles* Nice to meet you too, Addie. So...um, how old are you? Addison: I'm 18. How old are you? Me: I'm 38. Addison: No way! Get the fuck out of here? Me: Um? Addison: Sorry for my French...but, you don't look 38. You look like you're barely out of your 20s. Me: *Laughs* Well thank you. Addison: You're welcome. Me: So would you like telling me why you were crying earlier? Addison: Well...my boyfriend I've been dating for about 6 years dumped me right here before seeing this damn movie. Me: Why would be do that? Addison: He said when we started dating when we were 12 it was the greatest thing to happen to him, and it was for me too. Me: What happened then? Addison: As the years went on, he noticed I started to change and everything like that. I went from being this pale, skinny girl who wore her hair in braids, bows, ribbons, hairbands, wore light make-up...had the most prettiest clothes ever. I mean, I didn't start dating him so he could say shit about the things I wore. I dated him because I thought he loved me for me. And I didn't feel like telling anybody the reason for me acting this way was because my parents were going through a divorce-dad had cheated on mom, mom had gotten abusive towards me because of it. She didn't hit me or anything like that...she just yelled and took her anger out on me. She'd call me names and all that, happy she never hit me. Thank God. I started listening to the music that could match the anger I had built up inside of me. I know it's not healthy to do that...but when you have nothing to let it out on, you just deal with the fact it's going to stay inside you. Anyways...I started changing: wearing heavy make-up, dark clothing, painted my nails black, hardly ever smiled. And he never once said anything. Me: Then what caused him to do it now? Addison: I guess because of last year when my dad had commited suicide, I just took all the anger I had on myself. I tore up my whole room, I punched holes in my walls, I broke a TV with one of my mom's flower pots...I cut my wrist to the point I still have a scar leading from the inside of my elbow to my wrist, oh see? *Holds her left arm out to me* And my eyes went wide as I saw the nasty scar there. It was if it had just been put there. I looked at her in the eyes as she continued with her story. Addison:*Puts her arm down* I stopped eating for a good while too. When my body got use to me eating little, I became belimic. Then one day I just total went crazy in front of him and punched my mother in the face...several times at that. Yelling all the things I've hated about her since the day she started causing verbal and mental abuse to me. So maybe that's why he dumped me. But he was cheating on me for three years with some bitch name Jenny Allen when I first started getting distance from everytone. I mean I had gotten better after going to rehab and shit like that, but the last thing he said to be before he left me sitting right here was: "You'll never change. Something goes wrong in your life, you're going to take the whole thing and store in that fucked up head you got. YOu'll never be truely happy or healed." Then he just...*holding back tears* left. Then you showed up. So now I'm gonna watch this stupid ass movie by myself and spend the rest of my days alone-not any different from my actual life. Me: *Smiles and grabs her hand* You don't have to be alone. Addison:*Looks at me* what do you mean? Me: I mean...how about I me your date for this movie tonight? *Smiles, stands up and bows to her* Addison: *Laughs at me* Oh, God, Nick...you're the best. I needed to laugh. Thanks *she smiles* She had such a wonderful smile. Me: My pleasure. *Smiles and helps her up* Addison: *Picks up my snack* Wouldn't want to forget this now would we? Me: *Chuckles* Guess not. The movie had ended for the other people. Addison and I went inside to find our seats, we found them, sat and waited for the movie. All the time waiting, I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She was so beautiful. Michael! Get a hold of yourself...there is a huge age difference between you and her, stop having feelings. That is wrong. Though...when you think about it-NO! Still no. No, no, no, no! Some how when she was talking about how her mother and father were fighting, it brought me back to when my mother and father fought about how Joe cheated on my mother and had a daughter by the women he cheated with. He acted like the girl, my half-sister, was nothing to him. Also how she said her mother verbal and mentally abused her but didn't hit her, made me also feel like it was the samething between me and Joe. When I was young he would beat me and my brothers. I hated my father for so long, but I can't help but to love him. It's strange but I can't seem to stop loving him. The movie began and we watched till the end. The popcorn and candy was gone by the time we left...it was nice seeing a smile on Addison's face as we left. We hugged before leaving each other. Addison: Oh, NicK! *Runs back to me* Me: Yeah? Addison: If you ever want to talk...ya know, um...just give this number a call. *Gets a pen from her bag and writes her phone number on my hand* Me: *Smiles* Thank you. Addison: No...thank you. Me: For what? Addison: For being there when I needed you most. *Smiles before running off* Me: *Smiles and looks at my hand* I looked at her number on my hand for the longest time before calling Paul to come pick me up. Paul came and I got in the car and took off my disguise. I noticed Paul looking at me from the review mirror. I was smiling looking out at the lights passing by. Paul: Have fun Mike? Me: *Not paying attention to him smiling* Paul: Mike?! Me: *Jumps snapping out of it* Oh, what? Paul: Have a good time? Me: Oh, yes...a great time. *Smiles looking back out the window* Something tells me...this wasn't going to be the only time I run into Addison. ***************** Hoped you liked it(:
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