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Because I Care (Part 1)
So this is my new story, i had so many bangin ideas and i had to put them down before my head exploded haha but i hope you enjoy reading this as much as i enjoyed writing it (: - JalenF. ~MICHAEL's P.O.V~ Great! Exactly what i needed, another freakin red light! My driver almost ran it too. Lady luck is just not on my side tonight. I really need to get my rest if i'm leaving for the biggest tour of my singing career tomorrow morning; bright and early. The autograph signing wasnt supposed to go over that far. But hey, when you have adoring fans that's what happens. I can't help but feel like we're in the wrong part of town. I can't tell you how many street walker's, bums, and drug dealers i've seen in the last few blocks. I just wanna get home and crawl into bed. Geesh, and why is this light taking forever! Alrite mike, just calm yourself down, be patient. Who is that girl looking at??? Oh goodness, light please turn green, i dont wanna be seen talking or having anything to do with any hookers. Yeah, like i said before, lady luck is absolutely giving me the cold- no frigid shoulder. She stood there looking into the deep tinted limousine windows squinting her eyes trying to see who was inside, but since she obviously couldn't she decided to start tapping the window. My driver Fred must've heard it too so he asked... Fred: Um, Mr Jackson do you know that - erm, woman? Me: *irritated* Really fred? She's a hooker and you asked if i knew her? What the sam kinda question-- *tapping get louder & harder* Fred: *turns around and mutters* Stank attitude. Me: What was that!? Fred: *smirks and rolls down my window* I can't believe this! He knows im tired and kinda irritated and he's gonna roll down the window so some prostitute of all people can try to convince me into having sex with them. Ughh, tonight of all nights. Hooker: Hey sugar, *biting bottom lip* wanna have some fun? *gasping* OH MY GOODNESS! Kandy get over here it's michael freakn jackson! Kandy come quick!!! Kandy: Donna you need ta shut up, you know how much of a michael jackson fan i am. Shit, it probably aint *eyes widening*-- OH MY GOODNESS!! It IS him! I grew up on your music! Can you sign-- uhhh *rummaging through purse* damn i aint got no paper. Can you sign my boob!? Me: SHHHH! Geez, i'm not tryna actract no crowd or unessacary attention. I'm just tryna get home. And no, i'm not signing any part of your body! That's real nasty. Kandy: My bad, but it's you! The king of pop! Your a legend! Me: Thanks, it's nice to know i have a diverse fanbase. Donna: What he say!? Kandy: He means he gotta lot a different people thats down fa him. Donna: Oh, shut up, you know i dropped out. Kandy: It's hard to forget the way you keep remindin me. Donna: Whatevah *walks off* Kandy: I'm a really huge fan. Me: I kinda figured. Do you mind me asking a question? Kandy: Uhm, sure. Go ahead. Me: Uhm, i saw how you sorta took what i said and made your friend understand it. If you dont mind me saying, you're too smart a woman to be a hooker. *realizing what i said* Oh, i'm sorry it wasnt supposed to come out like that. Kandy: No, it's cool. I get stuff like that all the time. I'm not gonna give you my whole life story but lemme tell you: light aint been no crystal stair. *looking away into the distance* Me: *smiling* Hey, that's langston hughes. Kandy: *smiles* yeah. *scratches neck then shakes* Me: *takes out card & writes number on the back* Here. Take it. I know some people who can help you. I wanna help. Kandy: *takes card* Look, aint no hope for me. Just go on with your own happy little life. Why you worried about a prostitute for huh!? I dont need nobody tryna feel sorry for me! *tearing up but then getting herself together* I'm fine! OHKAY!!? Me: Can you at least make an effort to call? Kandy: *looks at card* Aight. I'll cawl (she's from NY). Me: Promise? Kandy: Damn! Why you sweatin me! I said i was gon call! What you dont trust me a somethin! Damn... As the light turned green and we drove off i couldnt help but look back at Kandy, if that is her real name. I saw her look at the card thoughtfully and tuck it into-- oh my gosh. Let's just say it's somewhere no one would dare reach. Ahh, this ride is so nice. Nothing but a *yawns* ...peaceful *drifts off* About An Hour Later... We were at the house and Fred came to open my door and discovered me knocked out, drool and all. He woke me up after aabout three minutes of screaming my name. I slowly got out of the limousine and dragged myself into the house, up the endless stairs and hallways and finally, my room. I didnt even bother to change or anything. I just flopped myself onto the bed, exactly the way i was. And almost instantly fell asleep. About 6 Hours Later... **ALARM COLCK RINGING VERY LOUDLY** Me: Alright alright alright already, *slapping alarm clock off the nightstand* I'm up, I'm up, geesh. *yawns and rubs eyes* I dragged myself out of the heavenly bed and looked myself in the mirror. Whew! We have alot of work to do my friend (: About An Hour Later... I had just got done showering and getting dressed as i was making my way down the stairs to eat some breakfast. I had just sat down to a angel-prepared meal of pork bacon, cinnamon pancakes, and scrambled eggs and strawberries. Oh these pancakes are so heavenly. I saw Fred heading out of the door to go heat up the car so we could get to the airport as quickly as possible. About 10 minutes later i heard the door open and shut. I didnt think much of it, i was focused on these pancakes and getting as full as humanely possible (: Then i heard what sounded like sobbing and hysterics. That's when i knew something was up. I got up and made my way to the entry way. And that's when i saw it... Kandy. Being escorted-- well you might as well say dragged by Fred. What the sam happened!? She looks a straight hot mess. Shes's crying her eyes out and kicking and screaming hysterics about someone named.. i think Jerome. Fred finally looked up from his efforts and saw me standing there. Fred: I bleieve you have a guest mr jackson *letting go of Kandy and smirking* Me: Go get in the car fred. I'm not for the attitude right now. Fred: As you wish your highness *laughing* Oh and dont forget we need to be at the airport in about 45 minutes, just keep that in mind *shutting the door behind him* Wow, who could've done this to Kandy? This is natzees! Why did this have to happen to me? Me, of all people!? I mean i'm all for helping the community and whatnot, but today? Today's the kickoff of my "BAD" tour. And i really wanna do my best. But will Kandy be a distraction to me? She finally lookeed up at me as her cying got less-- ahh whats the word i'm looking for... CRAZY lol. Oh GAWSH!!! Her eyes look like they were blown up by helium pumps and sprayed with black spray paint. She's got bruises all over her and her clothes are ripped. She just looks terrible is what i'm gettin at here. After about 5 minutes of me standing there waiting for her to get better, which didnt go to well. So i started singing: ♫ You are not alone, I am here with youuuu. And though we're far away, I am here to stay ♫ This seemed to bring her back to reality. She looked down at the puddle of tears she left on the polished hardwood floors as a few more fell making silent splashes. She got herself together but still crying softly. I finally gathered up all the courage i had left in me and asked the question that had been eating at my soul since she was dragged into my house. **Falling down by Chris Brown starts playing in the bckground** Me: Kandy. Kandy: *sniffs then lookes up* Me: Kandy, what happened? Who did this to you? Kandy: *Breaks down* I'm so sorry mike!!! I really am. Your the only person i can go to. I have nowhere else to go to!!! I know there's probably a billion things you'd rather be doing than looking after some skank, *sniffs* but i need you!!! *crying* I need you so bad... *crying harder* I crouched low beside her and put my arm around her so she could calm the sam down. I got the magic touch cause it sure did work (: Me: It's okay. You can tell me. I'm here for you. Kandy: I-- *gets cut off* *CAR HORN BEEPING AND FRED YELLING* Fred: 10 MINUTES MIKE!!! Me: *shouting* Okay fred!!! *looking back down at Kandy* Come on, *helping her up* come on. Get up, we're gonna get you some clothes. And you can tell me everything in the limo. Kandy: *gets herself together* *sniffs and nods head* Okay. Me: You trust me right? Kandy: *nods head* Yes. I do. As we walked to the limo with Kandy limping on side of me i couldnt help but feel like i was doing the right thing. Or was I? TBC... On the edge of your seat? If i've done this right i'm pretty sure you are. Lol i hope you liked it. Part 2 will come when this one gets about 13 or 15 votes. If i'm in a good mood (: - JalenF.
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