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Tough Love Part 92; Part 3
Hey! I havenâ??t dropped off the face of the earth, itâ??s just with school and life, finding true down time is a challenge within itself. But trust me when I say I basically live and breathe this story everyday because if not, I can become out of whack, and no one wants that. I also remember from the last part I said, â??And as he takes off *his shoes and socks for me, Iâ??m smiling on the inside because I think I know something Michael Jackson doesnâ??t know, which is, Iâ??ve figured out Michael cares about me more than *he thinks.â? Iâ??m telling you this because it should be, â??And as he takes off *my shoes and socks for me, Iâ??m smiling on the inside because I think I know something Michael Jackson doesnâ??t know, which is, Iâ??ve figured out Michael cares about me more than *I thinks.â? The most important part was my second correction in this quote because this changes the sentence into the right perspective. So sorry for the long wait or delay. ~Luv Aariyan Ж ж ж ж ж Ж Ж Ж Chapter 92; Part 3 Trying to Get There â??You know, Iâ??m surprised my parents havenâ??t called. They check on me any other time, but now Iâ??m in Hawaii with a twenty-year-old. Makes no sense.â? Michael peeks his head through the doorway. Then he shrugs. â??I guessâ?¦if you want to see it that way.â? Then he quickly strides my way. â??But you know that isnâ??t true, right?â? Michael lifts an eyebrow. This time I give Michael a true shrug, helpless shrug myself. â??I donâ??t know.â? He rolls his eyes. The phone rings. Michael grins ear-to-ear. â??Itâ??s probably them right there.â? â??Yeah, and Santa Claus just went on Slim Fast.â? I mumble as I walk to the kitchen phone. I huff one more time then I answer the phone. â??Hello?â? â??Hi,â? a familiar voiceâ?¦.But whose is it? â??Is this Lyric Swanâ??s number?â? â??Yesâ?¦? Do I know who this is?â? â??Well you better,â? then I hear a little chuckle. â??This is Dorothy. Dorothy Levi.â? CRAP! BUT YAY! FINALLY some CLARIFICATION! â??Oh hi Dorothy! I mean Mrs. Levi.â? â??No, Dorothyâ??s fineâ?¦.But I was just calling on my sonâ??s behalf.â? Oh yeahâ?¦M.J. â??Yes maâ??am.â? â??Heâ??s been very busy and heâ??s been playing basketball and staying in his room or whatever for extensive times, so I know heâ??s been working hard on whatever heâ??s doing. I just wanted you to know that because I got your message.â? â??Yes maâ??amâ?¦.â? Well, now I want to talk to him. â??Can I talk to him right now? I mean is he available?â? â??Not right now.â? Well what in the hell could he be doing right now?! â??Ohâ?¦.â? â??Heâ??s taking a hard nap right now. I think heâ??s been up all night doing what he does,â? she laughed momentarily. â??I just donâ??t want to bother him right now.â? So I meanâ?¦M.J. canâ??t wake up to talk to his girlfriend?! What does he think of me if he feels THIS way?! â??Okayâ?¦well could you ask him to call me as soon as he can?â? I didnâ??t wanna say when he feels up to it because only God knows how long that might take! â??Yes maâ??am. Iâ??ll tell him as soon as he wakes up. I know he just went to bed about two hours ago, so heâ??s really tried.â? â??Okay. Well just tell him I miss him and Iâ??ve been wanting to talk to him, please.â? â??Already taken care of.â? I can tell there was a smile on Dorothyâ??s face, which caused me to have one as well. â??Thank you.â? â??Un-huh sweetie.â? Then she hangs up and after I remove the phone from my ear, I momentarily hold the phone, not wanting this moment to end. Then painfully, I do. Michael walks to the opening of the kitchen. â??Who was that?â? I throw my hands on top of my waist, roll my eyes, then I turn towards him. â??That was M.J.â??s mom.â? â??Oh really?â? I take a breath. â??I hadnâ??t talked to him and she was just calling.â? â??So youâ??re telling me youâ??re man ainâ??t man enough to call you himself.â? â??Heâ??s been sleep all morning Michael.â? Michael laughs, â??What, HEâ??S pregnant?!â? â??NO! And I didnâ??t mean all morning. Heâ??s only been asleep for two hours.â? â??Hmmâ?¦.â? Michael rubs his chin like heâ??s REALLY thinking. â??Itâ??s them weird hours of sleep that pregnant women like to take.â? I shove Michaelâ??s chest. He catches my waist. â??What? What do you want?â? I smile. â??Do I have to say it?â? he sickly, or shall I say, WICKEDLY whines. â??I thought you were in your room changing into some clothes or something.â? â??Why do you always think Iâ??m naked?â? I just stood there, trying my BEST to not give Michael what he wants, which is to the satisfaction of even SEEMING gullible. Un-uh, not me. â??Well why youâ??re yapping YOUR mouth, Iâ??m gonna be changing into some clothes of my own.â? â??For what?â? â??I gotta get ready for the day, Michael.â? â??Well whatâ??s today?â? â??Christmas shopping, Michael.â? then I turn to face him. â??Duh. You should know that.â? â??Well what are you going to buy?â? â??I canâ??t tell you that! Even you know that, so stop playing stupid, Michael.â? I poke him in the chest. â??Oooh, feisty. Every sentence that have just came out of your mouth had the name â??Michaelâ?? in it. I LIKE that!â? I shake my head momentarily, â??You perv.â? Michael doesnâ??t know it, but I secretly had the agenda to call Cooper and possibly discuss attending his party. I just didnâ??t want him to track our phone number, so Iâ??ve been keeping shut about letting either (i-thur, indeed) guy know about the other. So I go in my room, unzipping my suitcase and finding a simple black, cotton buttoned-up sweater. Then I looked over at my black boots and I spotted my washed up light-blue jeans. Seems like a match in heaven. So I chose to wear this for the day. For some reason I just think this kind ofâ?¦fit. So after I wash away the fact that I told Michael of my early-on sins, I get dressed, trying my best to beat Hawaiiâ??s dark. Before I tell Michael bye and leave the house, I have to put up with at least one more of his jokes. â??Why are you always wearing black? You look like youâ??re a walking funeral.â? I turn around one last time, roll my eyes, and say, â??And Michael if you donâ??t shut up then Iâ??LL be putting you in your own! Iâ??ll wear black, when, however long, and when I FEEL like it, so donâ??t criticize me!â? He looks me up and down for a second, then throws his arms up in defense. â??Whoa chill Lyric. I was just playing with you. Are you sure you need to be going Christmas shopping at this point?â? I huff real quick, â??YES Michael. Iâ??m sure.â? I know I was a little edgy about calling Dylan. I really was. â??Got enough change in your pocket?â? I was going to have a comeback, but the phone rings. I look at Michael. Michael looks at me. But he answers the phone and quickly puts it to his chest. â??Itâ??s your mom.â? I throw my arms up in the air, and we both know Iâ??m thinking, â??Oh great, NOW she wants to call!!â? It doesnâ??t even matter now. â??Yeah Angela, she JUST headed out. Un-huh, Iâ??ll tell her as soon as she gets backâ?¦.Oh I understand. Trust me itâ??s not that bad once you get used to it. My parents have had to leave me and my brothers at different places, so itâ??s just a matter of adaptation.â? Then he nods again. â??Un-huh. Well itâ??s a good thing she left because she left to buy us some Christmas presents.â? I knew his excitement was faked in his last sentence, but it worked for me. â??I know Iâ??m going to have to speak to them soon. Just my luck, theyâ??re thinking Iâ??m screwing someone up and down these halls.â? â??Thatâ??s it Lyric. You can have a better way of thinking of them than that.â? â??Thatâ??s until THEY think of me better.â? I cross my arms. Michael rolls his eyes and walks up to me. He throws his arms around me. â??Just promise me youâ??ll be careful.â? I pull my head from his chest and look him in the eyes. â??What do you mean be careful? You donâ??t trust me when I say Iâ??m getting presents?!â? â??Noâ?¦itâ??s not that. I just donâ??t want you to leave this house being unhappy like that.â? I step back a moment, not sure of how to take this. â??Just be careful out there Lyric.â? Michael kisses the side of my head. â??Whereis this stemming from?â? â??What?â? â??WHERE is this coming from? You heard me the first time, where is this coming from Michael?â? â??Lyric I just care about you. Just be safe out there.â? He kisses my cheek again. But I yank him towards me and barely get a peck. Michael looks at me with immediate confusion. â??Iâ??ll be back as soon as I can.â? I horridly turn away, grab Michaelâ??s Kepi cap and slam the door noticeably after me. I know I pulled Michael in to kiss me again because I really wanted it. In fact, I really NEEDED his kisses; his adornal; his approval; hell, even his ACCEPTANCE. And on the other hand, Michael needs to know how much I appreciate him doing this much for me. First putting up with all my crap all the time, then standing the test of time by not acting weird towards me after I told him my own stepfather, who was formerly my mentor raped me. Now somehow Iâ??m screwed in the head. Then thirdly, Michael takes me to New York before taking me here to Hawaii. Yeah, I know itâ??s a lot. And some wonder HOW Michael and I havenâ??t done anything too sketch with each other. I mean, this all people seem to see: two handsome young people. The young man is always doing for the young woman, who can seemingly make any guy she wants fall to their knees. So how in the world the two canâ??t be doing â??grown-upâ? stuff together? The answer is as simple as the color of the red light, weâ??re just friends. But I meanâ?¦does this all really mean something? Me being here in Hawaii with Michael after heâ??s done more than enough for me. Do I REALLY deserve all this? I throw my arms up then and say â??Phooey!â? I totally forgot about contacting Fernando, and when Mom called, I know that distracted Michael for calling Fernando for me so, now I gotta take a taxi. But you know, thatâ??s not so bad after all. Indeed I didnâ??t need anyone tracking me and what I was finna do, so I hauled me a cab, (in real honesty, I think the man pulled over because of my looks. He looked like he was about to pass me by until he glanced over here.) Then I went onto a gift shop so I could buy my loved ones their presents. Ж ж ж ж ж Ж Ж Ж Okay, so Iâ??m STILL getting to another point in the story that Iâ??ve thought about long before, but because of length and stylistic purposes, I donâ??t feel itâ??s good to mash everything together when the spirit doesnâ??t move me, but for Godâ??s sake, I should get there with this next part. So hence the title of this chapter. But donâ??t over think what it might be because I donâ??t want to give out any false hope. Just like last year, Happy Thanksgiving!!!! -Luv Aariyan! :D
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