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Complicated Love....Part 10

Up to the big 1-0 already :) Thankyou to all the readers and MJ of course :)

I was devastated. Michael.... was leaving. We won't be together for 16 MONTHS. But, I think it will make us stronger if I can accept his career without being depressed about it. Yeah, this isn't so bad.

Michael: Babe?
Me: ......... Okay. I trust you. It's okay. I mean, it's only 16 months.
Michael: Yeah, this is not gonna be easy, that's for sure. But, (Cups my face) i'll think about you everyday. Here, take this.

He places a necklace into my hands and I admire it for a breathless second. It's a long, black string with a small diamond that shone in the light. A silent tear ran down my face and I sighed heavily. Michael embraced me and I nuzzled my face into his shoulder. I tried to remember his smell. It was a mix of cinnamon, lavender and.... um deoderant. But it wasn't one of those strong, men ones. It was more of a natural, musky scent. I stood up with him, left a tip, we left.

All throughout the week, Michael stayed home and played with Hollie. I was afraid. I was meant to raise Hollie by myself for 16 months. On the night before he left, Michael and I made love passionately. As I drifted off to sleep in his arms, I couldn't help but think of the year to come.

That night I didn't sleep. I kept having small panic attacks and I had kept crying. I stood up and checked the time, 3am. Michael was leaving in 6 hours. I pulled out my phone and turned it on silent. I leaned silently over him and took photos of his beautiful sleeping face. I took photos of his hair, mouth, nose, eyelids and everywhere else. Okay, so it might have been a bit much, but I was an emotional wreck. I saved them and crept back to bed. Sighing, I closed my eyes and drifted off into an uneasy sleep.

Mwah. Michael kissed Hollie on her forehead and cuddled her. I squinted as he approached me.

Michael: Be a good girl for mommy, Holes. (His nickname for her) I love you, beautiful girl. (To me) I'll miss you more than anything. Take good care of yourself, babe.
Me: Call me when you're in your hotel. I love you Michael. 
Michael: I love you too, Angie. Can you do me a favor? 
Me: Of course.
Michael: Be happy.
Me: I will, Mike.

We kissed and Michael stepped into his limo. He waved and the car took off. All it left was a cloud of dust. That was it, he was gone.

That night, Katherine and the family went out to dinner with Hollie. I was literally alone now. I walked into our bedroom and gazed at the double bed. On Michael's bed side table, his stuff was all gone. His pillow and blanket was all made up. It was as if he had never existed. I sighed and went to sleep.

Over the next two months, the Bad album had been released and Michael had started the tour. I watched the Bad music video for the first time and it was awesome. I would dress Hollie up in a mini-bad outfit and we would dance to it with Janet. Michael would call most days and others he would be too busy. Those days were the hardest.

But Bruce, the limo driver, made each day a little easier. Especially when he would take Hollie and I to the shops and buy us ice-creams. When it had reached 3 months, I had stopped feeling much sadness for Michael. But when Bruce had gone home and Hollie had gone to sleep, I got extremely lonely. But I remembered what he told me "Be happy."

To Be Continued....
(Thanks everyone for voting! I hope you liked it! I'm gonna start working on the next part and it should be up tonight)

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