Chapter 16

Chapter 16

Dreams

" Many of our daydreams would darken into nightmares, where there a danger of their coming true..." - Logan Pearsall Smith

July 20th, 1992

Monday, 8:00 AM

Los Angeles, California

Nicole, Shauna, and Sasha were walking down the street from Tito's house. Birds chirped around them, it was a beautiful day outside. It was also really hot, so they stopped in front of this house with a big tree, that has limps lingered over the side walk bringing shade.

" We should go back to Tito's house." said Nicole leaning against the wired fence. Sasha walked up to Nicole and leaned on her shoulder. " Ehh," she said," It's pretty out here. Let's wait a few more minutes. I don't think Tito's up right now anyway so. We shouldn't get in trouble." Nicole looked up passed the dark green leaves in the tree, and said," I guess so..."

Shauna was staring at the peoples' puppy, that was still asleep in the yard. Nicole slightly whispered," A car is coming." Shauna turned her head from the dog, towards this black limo creeping up to them. They froze, as for that could be Michael. It came to a complete stop in front of them, and the window rolled down. Khadija.

The girls loosened up a bit. Khadija slid her sunglasses down her nose a bit to get a good look of them. " What are you guys doing out here this early in the morning??" she asked. When Shauna was about to speak, she cut her off," Nevermind, just get in." she smiled. They looked at eachother and hesitantly walked up to the limo.

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At Michael's House

Michael's phone was vibrating on the nightstand closest to Jasmine. She groaned to the irritating sound, trying to ignore it. Jasmine could hear Michael's heavy breathing in her ear, knowing that he wasn't going to wake up any time soon, and his phone countiously vibrated. Jasmine grew aggrevated, she kicked his leg, making him snort.

" What?" he said groggily.

" Your phone, Michael." she answered back. Michael rose up a little and reached over her to grab it.

" Hello?" he answered. Tito was kind of frantic on the other end, he exclaimed that he couldn't find the girls anywhere but their bags were still there, and that it wasn't like them to just leave like that. Michael, slightly more awake now, sat up in bed," Wait what? Okay, I'm going to be on my way." he hung up.

Jasmine shifted herself over to him, and wrapped her arms around him from behind. " What?" she asked. Michael searched for one of the girls' contacts in his phone, and placed the phone to his ear. He explained to Jasmine," They aren't at Tito's house anymore for some reason. I'm calling Sasha now to see what's going on."

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Nicole, Shauna, and Sasha were in Khadija's limo riding around, blasting music. They were all laughing and joking around, eating candy. Sasha felt her phone vibrate in her pocket, and took it out, seeing her friend's name pop up on the screen. She yelled over the music," Shhhh.. Michael's calling!" Khadija grabbed her phone before answering, hit ignore, and handed it back.

" What you do that for?" she asked slightly worried. Khadija giggled at her," Oh, pshh, he'll be alright!" she yelled. Sasha shrugged and placed her phone back in her pocket. They went back to laughing and playing around.

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Michael stared at his phone and ended the call before the beep for voicemail. Jasmine looked down at it," Didn't answer?"

" No. I don't know why. If she didn't answer, I know the others won't either." Jasmine moved from him as he stood up. She looked up at him and asked," So what are you going to do?" He caressed her cheek gently, responding," I'm going to go find them. First, take a shower." he smiled, she rested her cheek in his smooth hand and smiled to herself.

" Okay." she said. He left her, going to the bathroom. Michael walked over to the shower and turned it on. Since he was in nothing but his boxers, anyway, he went ahead and pulled them off, stepping into the hot shower. He put his hair under the water, running his fingers through it. He closed his eyes, letting the water run down his bare chest.

All of a sudden, this headache came. As if out of no where. But this wasn't any other headache, no, it caused him to see some things.

Michael closed his eyes, these images rushed into his head. Nothing like dreaming, more like visions of some sort. There he was, standing on stage, in the middle of a performance. He was shot down in cold blood... His eyes opened quickly, he heard the gun shot, like it had just happened. He put his back against the glass frame of his shower, unconsciously closing his eyes again.

It was the same scene as the other, but this time he was dancing, on top of some lifter. Smoke suddenly come from the sides of it, he looked worried. The lifter blew from the sides and the part he was standing on came crashing down, throwing him off of it. He opened his eyes before impact, looking around.

" What the hell was that..." he swore to himself. Michael grabbed his towel and his irish spring body wash and finally cleaned himself before anything else weird happened.

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He stepped out of the shower with a towel around his waist. Michael walked out of the bathroom, to see Jasmine drinking coffee and watching TV. She looked over at him and smirked. His wet, curly hair sticking to his face... she seemed to like that. Michael smirked too.

" Well-" Jasmine started but Michael interupted," A little privacy, please?" She was shocked, after what they did last night? " After what we did last night?" she asked. Michael nodded, keeping a straight face. Jasmine got up and tied the strings to her robe and headed to the door. She stopped and looked back at him.

" Not even just a little peek?" she asked making her fingers show the amount. Michael blushed a little," Jass...." She giggled at him and said," Okay okay. I'm going." she closed the door behind herself.

Michael sat on the bed, thinking. He knew he didn't want Jasmine to leave but what if that headache come back? He didn't want her looking at him like he's some kind of psycho weird person.

But really... he thought, what was that?

Michael brushed those thoughts off and got ready to go look for his friends. After he had his clothes on, he went out the room and downstairs. He figured Jasmine had gone into her room, or she would have ran up to him by now. He walked into the kitchen and got him a cup of vanilla flavored coffee, and then he was out the door.

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Khadija looked at the time on her phone, it had been almost 45 minutes since the girls were with her. She pushed a button on the side of the door and the music went down. She told them," Okay, I have to get you guys back to, umm," she snapped her fingers," Tito's house. I'm sure he's woke now."

Shauna groaned," Aww but we were having fun." Khadija agreed," I know, I know this. I am awesome like that. You were bound to have fun." she laughed," okay now, to Tito's we go. Excuse me." She knocked on the window that was in between them and the driver to get his attention.

Khadija yelled," Take us to Tito Jackson's house! Okay!" Her driver nodded and they changed coarse.

About 15 minutes had passed, and they finally made it into Tito's driveway. Khadija had looked out the window and quickly back at the girls. She didn't say anything, and they stared back. Nicole awkwardly smiled," What?" Khadija put her sunglasses back on and said," Y'all gotta get out." they all said in unison," Uh... okay." Shauna opened the door since she was closest to it, stepped out, next it was Nicole then Sasha. The driver drove off once the door was closed.

" I wonder why she was in such of a hurry," Sasha asked. Someone behind them cleared their throat. They turned around to see Michael standing over them with his sun glasses on and arms crossed.

" Oh Michael.... fancy meeting you here." said Shauna nervously. Michael asked firmly," Why didn't you answer your phone?"

Silence

Nicole was puzzled," Wha-what?" Michael placed his hands in his pockets and said," Not you. Sasha, why didn't you answer your phone when I called you. I specifically told the three of you at the same time before, to always answer the phone when I call you. Even if it's four in the morning, still answer. You don't know, I could have needed help or something."

Sasha stuttered," Khadija... She grabbed my phone and... ignored the call." Michael looked down at the ground and back at the three of them. he said," Well, Tito and I were very worried. Why did you leave anyway?"

Nicole explained," We were just taking a walk." Shauna added," Yeah. Khadija came up in her limo and suggested us to get in it with her. So we did."

Sasha went on," Considering she's your friend, which technically makes her our friend too, right? So, we weren't really in any kind of danger." Michael sighed and told them," Okay, well. Go get your stuff. Going back to my house. Oh and apologies to Tito for making him worry this early in the morning." They did as they were told and packed their bags in the back seat of Michael's car and got in.

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The car ride home was sort of silent, Michael drove, sipping on his coffee every now and then. The girls were whispering to each other, giggling. Michael looked up at the rear view mirror at them and smiled to himself trying to eavesdrop on their conversation. They made it back to Michael's house. Before getting out, Michael told them," Go get ready, we're going to Le Pain Quotidien at ten o clock, so you have an hour."

Sasha asked," What's that?" he told her," A place to get breakfast." then they got out and entered the house. The girls had already taken their showers and everything before their walk from Tito's house so they were ready in a way, so was Michael... They had to wait on Jasmine. Michael walked upstairs to her room and knocked. She yelled for him to come in.

Michael came in smiling, removing his sunglasses," Hey there." she looked at him and sat on the bed with her legs crossed," Hey." He told her," Get ready, we're going out to eat for breakfast in less than an hour." Jasmine lazily got out of bed," alright," stretching.

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10:05 AM~

They took the limo along with his bodyguards; Jason, Mark, and Pat, just incase, he wasn't wearing a disguise. Once they made it there, and Michael stepped out the limo, people that noticed ran up to him. He told Nicole, Shauna, and Sasha to go find a seat inside and that him and Jasmine were going to eat outside under the shaded area.

Being as nice as he was, Michael signed autographs for his fans, shared hugs, and pictures. Jasmine stood out of the way to witness all of the kindess and affection he gets from his adoring fans. She was amazed. Finally the commotion died down and they were able to be seated outside.

The warm, dry Californian air blew gently on their faces.

Jasmine sat in the seat across from Michael, talking to him as they waited on their food. Michael tried his best to listen but he could feel it. A headache was coming. Everything around him began to be just a blur. He closed his eyes. He saw all these people surrounding him in a dark room, but he couldn't see their faces. They came closer and closer to him.

" Michael..."

One of them said, but which one. Or was he imagining that too? His name was called, just a little louder. The voice got clearer, it was Jasmine. Michael opened his eyes, staring at the curly haired woman infront of him. Her brown eyes filled with worry.

" Are you alright? You spaced out." she asked, lifting her hand to feel his forehead, but he caught it before the touch, carefully pushing it away. " I'm fine.." he said. Jasmine shook her head," I don't believe that. What's on your mind? You can tell me, Michael." He took a deep breath.

" Well," he began," ever since this morning... I've been having these dream, visions. I don't know what to call them. They can't be dreams, because I was awake. Needless to say, they aren't good ones.."

Jasmine asked him," Just a few seconds ago, did you have one of these 'dreams'?" Michael watched her carefully and nodded. A few seconds of silence set in, she thought he was crazy. Didn't she? She had to. But then she said," For some reason... I think I believe you." For her to believe in something like that, it worried him.

" I don't know if I want to discuss what I saw but," Michael said," if any of that happen during my next tour. I think," he lowered his eyes," I might die." Jasmine grabbed his hand and said," Don't think that, babe, come on. The food is here." The waitress came up to them with their breakfast and sat it on the table.

Meanwhile, there was someone watching from afar. A woman sitting at a bench across the street from them. Her jet black straight hair glistening in the sunlight. She took pictures of Jasmine and Michael with her camera. She said to herself in a thick russian accent," Yes, she is doing just fine."

to be continued

Chapter 15(2/2)

Chapter 15

In the Closet part 2

Jasmine had walked into the bathroom after Michael and her were interrupted by their little friends. She was frustrated yet at the same time happy that it ended. It was still morning and she didn't want all of that going on, especially with the girls still in the house. " Maybe I can get Michael to take them to Tito's house." she said out loud. Jasmine looked into the mirror, putting her long curly hair into a messy bun. She walked out the bathroom, out the door, and down stairs, happening to see Michael walking in through the back door. He stopped in front of her.

" What are you doing in here? I thought you were going swimming with them." Jasmine crossed her arms. Michael told her," I have to get my swim trunks, beautiful." her cheeks blushed at the remark, she playfully punched the side of his arm and snickered, Michael laughed along side with her. Then he went into his room, closing the door.

Jasmine went to the glass door, putting her face close to it, squinting her eyes to see Nicole, Shauna, and Sasha playing in the pool. I can go ask him now... she thought. Jasmine walked over to Michael's room, luckily the door wasn't locked so she went in.

" Knock knock." she said seeing Michael going through his drawers. He turned to her then back to searching," oh hello, again." Jasmine leaned up against the door frame. " Yes, it's me again. I'd like to ask you a question."

He found his swim trunks, annoyed, he said," Please close the door.... What is it?" she walked in a bit more, gently kicking the door shut. Michael took off his shirt, next his pants, waiting to hear the question. Jasmine was kind of awe struck but regained herself," Do you think you can get Tito to watch the girls so we can have our alone time?" she walked over to him. Michael pulled up his trunks and looked into the curly haired vixen's eyes .

" I don't know, Jass." he said lowering his voice. Jasmine approached Michael, causing his back to make contact with the wall behind him. She barricaded his body and got closer in his face to where their lips barely met. " Please, for me?" she whispered. Michael bit his bottom lip and softly pushed her from him, heading to the door. Jasmine tripped, falling back on the bed. He stopped halfway.

" You know," he began," That's not going to work every time, but I think I can get Tito to watch them." then he went out the door. He crept outside and saw all three of them standing, staring at him. Michael froze right then and there. He asked," what are you three up to?" Suddenly they ran up to him, it took him a couple of seconds to realize he had to run, but it was too late. Shauna and Nicole grabbed him by the arms and Sasha pushed him from behind. They were practically dragging yet pushing him towards the pool.

Michael cried out," I'm a nice person, I just took a shower." he tried fight them back, knowing him, he could easily over power them but he just let them have their fun," and I washed my hair thoroughly." The girls laughed and pushed him into the pool together, hearing him yell out. His body went under water completely, the girls grew worried because he didn't resurface yet.

" Michael?" Shauna called out. They waited...looking closer into the water. Suddenly, Michael shot up out from underneath, grabbing Shauna by the waist. She screamed as he brought her under water with him, Nicole and Sasha jumped in together, they all rose up laughing together, splashing each other in the face.

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Later that Evening

Everyone had gotten out of the pool, taken their showers. Michael had talked to the girls about them spending the night at Tito's house once more, and that they'd be leaving around 7 o clock. Of course, Tito agreed to letting them stay again. Michael let his body guards, maids, and chef leave early that day with pay.

Jasmine wondered off in the back yard, further and further away from Michael's mansion like beach house. She was feeling a little home sick and needed some fresh air. Then she saw this big metal barricade from afar.

Hmmm...

She escorted herself to said building. The closer she got, the more fear bottled up in her stomach. What were these bad vibes she was feeling? Now Jasmine was in front of some metal door. She turned around to look in the direction of Michael's house, the sun was setting over the horizon. Turning her attention back at the steel door, there seemed to be this metal device, green screen, with a pin number code on it. Being the skilled hacker she was, she cracked the code and the door slowly opened...

About twenty, red eyed doberman pinschers rose their heads up at Jasmine, several began to snarl at her, her instincts instantly told her to run, and she did. Running for her life, she dared herself not to look back, but those dogs were right behind her; trained not to make a sound when chasing their enemy. Nothing but the sound of pattering of their paws on the grass.

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Michael walked up stairs and peeked into Jasmine's room to see that she wasn't even in there. He walked by the window, opened the curtains, and went back down stairs to the back door. I wonder where she went to, he thought. Michael went outside and inhaled deeply, a shrieking scream went through his ears. He squinted his eyes, looking ahead of him, he couldn't believe his eyes, he exhaled," Jasmine!?" She ran up to him, managing to out run the dogs, he stepped in front of her and held his hand out as a stop signal for the dogs.

Jasmine panicked, out of breath," I didn't know you had DOGS!?"

Michael ignored her and the dogs came to a stop, almost all at once. Still holding his hand out, he said," Вниз! " the dogs sat. Jasmine held her hands on his shoulder, hiding behind him confused. She couldn't understand what he was saying. He pointed," Назад в свой клетках" all of the dogs turned around and ran back to the metal building. Michael turned around to face Jasmine.

She made a face," What was that?? Why didn't you tell me you had viscous dogs?" putting her hands on her hips. Michael told her," It was Russian, I taught them that so people won't know what they're next action will be if I speak it differently. Unless, you know, the person is also Russian." he chuckled, then got serious again," What were you doing out there? My dogs could have ripped you up until you were dead."

Her mouth formed a silent O... she said," Well, I was just walking and saw this building and got curious." he softened up," Yeah but... Just don't mess with them. I trained them myself, they're killers unless I tell them otherwise."

Jasmine scoffed," So many surprises with you." she arm locked him and they walked back into the house.

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7:00 PM

The girls had their bags, waiting in the living room on Michael. He stepped into the living room with his keys in hand. They went out the door and into his car. Michael got in the driver's seat, closing the door, he huffed," You guys hungry? I will take you by KFC, it's the quickest."

" I never had KFC before."

Michael started the car and he looked in the rear view mirror," Who said that?" Nicole and Sasha pointed at Shauna. She shrugged," What? I haven't." Nicole smiled at her," Well you are now." Michael smiled at them," Okay, put your seat belts on."

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They pulled into the drive thru. The woman from the speaker asked politely if she could take their order. Michael looked at each of them," Go ahead," he whispered," Tell her what you want." Nicole reached over to the front over Michael and told the girl what she wanted. Shauna said," I'll get whatever they're getting. I don't know."

Michael looked over at Sasha," You're turned." After Nicole got back in the back, Sasha crawled up to the front seat and looked at the menu. Hmmm, she pondered. About five minutes later, she still hasn't picked her order.

The girl over the intercom asked," Will.... Will that be all?" Michael poked his head out the window," No, hold on please." he nudged her," Hurry with your order." She nudged him back," Hold on." There was talking on the intercom, more than one voice. They all turned their heads towards it slowly.

" Ask.." one voice said. " No, I can't. What if I'm wrong?" said the woman that was taking our order. There was a sigh. " Fine. I'll ask." said the other voice. Movement could be heard in the background and then the other female voice was louder," Excuse me, sir. Are you Michael Jackson?"

Sasha smiled," Ohhh, my gosh." Michael kindly said," Yes... I am." there was a shriek, the cars behind them began to honk their horns, growing impatient. He looked over at his friend, who was still looking at the menu, the horns were getting louder and longer, the commotion on the intercom was increasing. Michael put his hands on his face and said silently to himself," Oh my God."

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Later, they finally made it to Tito's house with their food. Tito waited at the door while the girls were getting their bags out and Michael helping them to the door. Tito moved out the way for them to go in. Michael went up to him and hugged him, grinning.

" Thanks for watching them for me, again." he said. Tito smiled," Anytime. Have a good night." Michael made his way back to the car," Same to you."

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Jasmine was in her bedroom, waiting on Michael to come back. She walked into the bathroom, checking her hair. She was wearing nothing but undergarments and a soft pink robe. She ran her fingers through her curls, making them fall over her shoulders down to her chest. Jasmine walked out of the bathroom, turned on the lamps on each side of her bed, closed the curtains. She walked over to the door and opened it.

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Michael pulled up into the drive way, took a deep breath and got out. He casually walked over to the door, and walked into his house. He looked up seeing Jasmine standing by her door.

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Each step Michael took, the closer he got to those stairs, her heart pounded inside her chest. She anxiously waited on him, his stares bringing chills down her back. Michael was only a couple of inches away from her, his eyes burning with passion. She backed up into her room, he followed forward, closing the door behind him. Jasmine stared down shyly at the floor, his body frame standing tall over her small, petite figure.

She looked back up at him, feeling his hands grab her arms, he leaned downward. His lips gently brushed against her neck to her ear. " We've waited too long for this." he purred deeply. Jasmine sharply sucked in air. Michael slowly removed her robe, sucking on her neck. Once that robe hit the floor, Jasmine gave in to him and jumped in his arms. He stumbled back onto the bed with her on top of him. She kissed his lips, he rubbed down her back, making her moan vibrations on his mouth making it a more sensual kiss. Jasmine rubbed her hands through his hair, still kissing him. Michael rubbed his hands down to her butt, gently pushing down for her to feel the tightened midsection of his pants.

Jasmine sat up on him, grinding her hips in motion. He licked his lips, watching her, he rose up enough to be able to undo her bra, tossing it onto the floor. Michael went after her breasts, groping one in his hand. Jasmine was still grinding against him, she held onto his shoulders since he was now sitting up a bit. He squeezed one softly, sucked on the other gladly, making Jasmine lay her head back, gasping through her full lips.

Michael picked Jasmine up and laid down, where he was standing over her. He began taking off his clothes, from his shirt, to his pants. Jasmine looked down at his manhood, awaiting to be released. A small purr escaped from in between her lips, Michael smirked shyly. He roughly grabbed her panties and pulled them off her, tossing them across the room. Jasmine pushed her body all the way back to the head board.

Michael chuckled deeply," Where do you think you're going? You're mine now." Michael got in bed with her; he reached over, gripped her legs, and pulled her forcefully to him. She was excited and sort of scared at the same time. He bent over and buried his face inside her wet rosy flower. It was warm and welcoming to him, he put his tongue on it and licked very slowly to get a good taste of it. Jasmine let out a pleasured cry, making him want more of her. He licked her slowly and the quickly, tasting every bit of her sweet.

" Ahhh... shhh..." she moaned," Michael..."

He moved back enough to where he could use his fingers to open her folds more, and shoved his tongue inside of her, then sucking on it. Jasmine moved her hips towards him to make it deeper for him, she moaned in ecstasy. Michael then stopped and let his finger do the work.

" Look at me..." he growled. She looked into his eyes as he put a finger into her, moving it in circular motions. Inserting a second finger, he arched them, caressing her insides. Her cheeks flushed a rosy pink.

" I'm ready... Michael..." she whispered loud enough for him to hear. Michael removed his fingers from her, and grabbed the rim of his boxers, slowly pulling them down, his manhood coming out.... He placed them on the floor and positioned himself outside her opening. He teased her by rubbing the tip of it against her wetness.

" Michael," she begged," Please..."

She didn't have to say anymore, he pushed himself into her inch by inch. Jasmine was feeling a mixture of pain and pleasure, not used to feeling someone of that capacity. He was satisfied with her expressions. She felt every inch of him stretch her walls...

" Ahhh... I love it..." she told him. Michael thrusted his hips inside her in rhythm, starting off slow then quickening the pace. Bending over he moaned in her ear sending electric shocks to her womanhood, turning her on more. " Ohhh... Jasmine.." he moaned out, making his voice deeper than usual. Jasmine scratched his back when he began thrusting harder. She looked at the faces he was making, he bit down on his lips, his wet curls sticking to his face. He slowed down a bit.

He held Jasmine's hands over her head, speeding up again. He went faster and faster until the rhythm was gone, he was reaching his orgasm. Jasmine arched her back underneath him, apparently she was reaching her's as well.

She cried out," Michael.... I'm gonna come." Michael grunted," Oh God... louder." Jasmine cried out louder... it was like music to his ears.

" Fuck.... I'm going to come!" Michael moaned out loud. He held Jasmine closer to him and they came together. Then he rolled over to the other side of the bed, She rested on top of him. Michael reached over to the nightstand, grabbing a remote, pushing the power button and the AC came on. Jasmine looked up at Michael, the soft light from the lamps made her skin glow and his face glistened from the sweat. He smiled at her.

" You're so beautiful." he told her. She smiled back, laying her head on his chest, listening to his soothing heart beat. Michael closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

" Wait," he opened his eyes. " What?" Jasmine asked. Michael rose up, making her roll off of him, grabbed his boxers and put them back on. He looked everywhere for paper and a pencil, finally finding it, he went to writing at a desk. Jasmine got out of bed and put on her robe.

" What are you writing?" she walked over to him. He told her," A new song."

" What would the name be?" she asked. Michael thought for a minute," Well, the media knows nothing about this. So how about... In the Closet?" Jasmine sat next to him," I can help." They spent a couple of hours that night working on the song, and later fell asleep together.

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While they were asleep, this black van passed slowly by his house, almost to a complete stop and then drove off, vanishing into dark night.

Chapter 15(1/2)

Chapter 15

In the Closet Part 1

July 19th, 1992

Sunday, 3:09AM

Michael was laying in bed, sleeping peacefully, at least that's what it seemed. He made a face and turned his head. He was dreaming...

Michael was running through a dark alley, these men in dark suits were following right behind him. The thing was, they were walking, yet still keeping up with him. No matter how fast he ran, they always caught up with him. Michael turned the corner and ran into this big opening area surrounded by buildings. Stopping, he looked around. His breath came out like ice during the winter, he bent over to regain himself.

Michael tossed himself to the other side of his bed and groaned.

" I think I lost them..." he said quietly. All was great until he heard some type of animal cry. A horse. Michael turned around slowly, and what stood behind him was this big black stallion. The rider got off it's back and walked up to him. Michael tried his hardest to run but he couldn't.. His legs went numb, making him fall to his knees in defeat.

He moved into fetal position and hugged the covers, mumbling in his sleep.

" You chose the wrong thing, Jackson." he said in a rough voice. Fog began to surround them, the horse was gone, it was nothing but Michael, the man, the buildings... He lifted a gun up to his head and squeezed the trigger...

Michael jerked out of his sleep into total darkness, right as he was about to be shot in that horrified dream. Not caring about the time, he got out of his bed and walked to his door. Trying not to make to much noise, he opened the door and crept across the hallway into the kitchen. He walked to the refrigerator, grabbed a bottle of water, and sat at the table.

He whispered quietly to himself," I hope that dream didn't mean anything," he takes a sip," besides, I rather be good anyway... I think." he sat there in his thoughts.

" Michael?" he looked up to see where that faint whisper came from. Shauna was awake, Michael got up and walked to her swiftly. " Hey, I didn't wake you did I?" he muttered softly. She shook her head no," I was coming to get me something to drink." Michael moved himself back to the refrigerator and got another bottle of water, went back to Shauna to give it to her. She gladly took it and said," Thank you but I could have gotten it myself."

Michael smiled down at her," Anything for a friend." Shauna grinned shyly. He pulled her in for a hug, kissed her forehead and said," Sleep well. Goodnight."

She didn't want to bother him by asking why he was up in this ungodly hour, so she just wished him a goodnight and headed back upstairs. Michael went back to his room and turned on the TV. Figuring he wouldn't get back to sleep, he just stayed up until morning time.

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6:00 AM

Just as he was finally about to get some more sleep, his alarm clock off, and he groggily reached over to push the off button. The sun was seeping through the silk curtains, illuminating the room from it's darkness. Michael sat up tiredly, knowing he needs to go get ready for the conference. He rose from the bed and walked into the bathroom, turning on the shower.

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The girls were already awoke since they had gone to bed early last night, because Jason had tired them out. They were all in the living room waiting for the chef to make breakfast, watching TV. The only maid that was present there walked into the room. She was holding a stack of clean white bath towels in one hand and on the phone.

" Okay... Okay, I'll be there." she was telling the person on the other end. she hung up and placed her phone in her back pocket, then looked at Nicole, Shauna, and Sasha. She pointed at Shauna and motioned for her to come to her. Shauna got up from the couch and walked up to her. The maid handed her the towels. " Can you give these to Michael, I forgot to place them in his bathroom yesterday, please." she asked her politely. Shauna nodded her head," Uhh, yeah, sure."

The maid smiled and said," Thank you. Tell him I'll be right back, have some business to attend to." Shauna nodded again and walked down the hallway to Michael's room.

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Michael turned the knob on his shower to shut it off and stepped out. He looked over at the steamed mirror and rubbed his hand across it, taking a good look of himself. You're not a bad person...he told himself in thoughts. Then he realized his maid never gave him his towels yesterday, Michael looked for his phone on the sink but it wasn't there. He must've forgotten it on his night stand. He swore under his breath.

" I'll just go get it really quick." he whispered to himself. Michael walked over to the door and opened it. He froze, face turning red instantly. Shauna was standing before him with the towels in her hand. She began to blush about three shades of red. Michael's mouth dropped as she placed the towels on his bed and quickly walked out of his room.

" I should really start locking my door.." he said out loud.

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7:30 AM

Michael checked himself in the mirror to see if he needed to do anything else before leaving the room. He had his hair back in a pony tail with a couple of curls over his face, red oxford shirt, black slacks, and loafers. He was set, just needed his fedora. On his way out the door, he grabbed it off his bed, and walked straight to the kitchen.

" Good morning, Mr. Jackson." his chef greeted him. He was rushing himself getting orange juice and a plate of french toast. " Good morning. I have a conference this morning at 8, so I need to hurry." he told her putting syrup on his breakfast.

" Oh okay," she said," the girls have already eaten. Jasmine is still asleep I think."

" Oh, I forgot about her." How could she slip my mind. Michael put his plate on the tabled a rushed himself up stairs to Jasmine's room and went in. Jasmine wasn't in bed but it was made up, he looked around the room. The shower was running, she was in there. Michael barged into the bathroom and heard Jasmine singing quietly to herself until she heard the door open and she screamed.

" Michael!" she tried to cover herself by crouching down. Michael laughed at her," Look, I'm about to go now. See you in a little bit." She stood up covering herself with her arm, Michael walked closer to her and they shared a kiss. " Okay, bye." she smiled generously at him. Michael walked out the door and jogged down stairs into the kitchen, grabbed his plate, then went into living room.

" Okay guys I'm gone." he went over to the girls and hugged each one of them individually, leaving out the front door afterwards. Shauna was blushing again. Nicole looked at her," What are you blushing at??" Sasha watched her as well.

Shauna told them," I didn't want to say this while he was still here. You know when his maid told me to give him those towels," they both nodded, Shauna continued," Well... I walked in there, I guess he was already in the shower, and I didn't know he was coming out the door, and he walked out naked." Nicole covered her mouth in shock.

Sasha grinned," Oh my gosh are you serious?" Shauna shook her head. Nicole said," That is so awkward." Shauna shrugged, Sasha kept giving her look making Shauna laugh. " Sasha stop it." she laughed hitting her playfully.

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Michael ate his breakfast on the way to the conference room, he drunk more of his orange juice and checked his time. 8:05... only 5 minutes late. He got out the car and walked through the doors and went down the hall ways, finally going through the double doors off the conference room. Everyone turned their attention to Michael as he took his seat.

Sandy walked up to him, arms out for a hug," Ahh, Michael you've made it." Michael rose up from his seat and hugged his manager. " So what were you talking about before I got here?" Michael asked, sitting back down. Sandy clapped his hands together," Well, Michael, we need a new music video soon. What I mean by soon is very soon and what I mean by very soon is before this week is up." Michael nodded his head and said," I think I can do that."

Sandy continued," Okay now." and that's when they began the real talk of the conference. About an hour into it, Michael had his head down on the table.

" Michael what do you think of that?" he didn't respond. " Michael?" he snored out a little, Sandy walked up to him and shook him awake," Michael wake up!" he yelled into his ear. Michael rose up quickly headbutting Sandy in the face, they both groaned in pain. Michael rubbed the back of his head and looked up at Sandy," Sorry. I didn't get as much sleep last night."

" Yeah, yeah. I guess that's your excuse for every meeting you fell asleep at." Sandy said jokingly. The other people there snickered quietly, Michael eyed them, they went instantly quiet. Eventually they went back to the talking, he told them how he wanted the first concert to be in London. After the conference was over, they all said their goodbyes and hugs and Michael went on his way. He hadn't checked his phone the whole time he was there, he had two messages from Jasmine.

" Oh my God." he groaned to himself after reading what she had sent him. He doubled his steps until he was out the building and to his car.

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The girls were playing outside in the backyard. Jasmine was sitting in her room, she could hear them outside. She walked over to her window and opened it. Jasmine looked down at them, waved, and greeted them," Hey!" They stopped what they were doing and looked up at her, and waved back. " Hey Jasmine." they said. Jasmine smiled at them and closed the window back.

Where is Michael... she thought to herself, sitting back on her bed. Michael pulled up into the drive way. Jasmine peaked out of her door and saw him come in and lock the door behind him. The girls can still come in, they went out the back door. Jasmine closed the door quietly and smiled to herself... There he is.

She went back over to her bed and sat there... waiting. Her heart rate sped up to the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs, she bit her bottom lip and stood up. Michael stopped in front of her door and held the door knob, hurriedly he went into the room and slammed it shut. He went up to her and immediately kissed her lips passionately, deepening it. Jasmine fell back on the bed and held onto him. Michael hovered over her, kissing her neck.

Jasmine held him tighter, wrapping her legs around his waste, and let out a soft moan when he licked under her ear. He then began kissing her lips again, his hands creeping up her shirt until he reached her bra making him deepen the kiss again. Jasmine rubbed her hands up and down his back. Then Michael rose up and took off his shirt and threw it on the ground. Jasmine made him go under him so she was on top and started rubbing over his chest.

She looked into his eyes and rolled her tongue from his chest down to the seem of his pants. She looked up at him again as if getting permission to unzip his pants. Michael slightly nodded, his heart racing. Jasmine placed the zipper in between her teeth and slowly unzipped his pants revealing his boxer. She took out his man hood and placed her tongue at the tip of it. There was a sudden knock on the door.

" Michael?" it was Nicole. Michael tried to even his breathing," What?" Nicole continued," Come play in the pool with us!" Michael cleared his throat, Jasmine placed half of him in her mouth and sucked in gradually, making Michael moan out," Uh, Nicole sweetie, I am kind of... Ahhhh umm business. Okay?" then another voice came," Please Michael!" that time it was Sasha begging. Michael grabbed Jasmine's hair and thrusting his hips up.

" Ugh, umm?" he could barely talk. Jasmine grabbed his hands and made him let go, raising her head up. " Go play with them, maybe we can do this another time.." she got up and went into the bathroom. Michael got up and put on his shirt and walked out the door. He was very frustrated at the moment," C'mon, you want to play in the pool, let's go play in the damn pool." They followed behind him, but really couldn't keep up.

to be continued....

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Love Will Prevail

Michael returned home from the studio after making Heal the World into an actual song. Good vibes had been around him all day, he was returning back to his old self. He felt really good about that. Work, work, work was the only word on his mind at this moment, it was only 5 o clock in the afternoon. Michael was thinking about where he wanted to start off his new tour.

Hmmm

" Michael?" he turned his head to the curly haired woman. He flinched a little, still not completely used to having her around again, she noticed this reaction, watched him carefully and then smirked. " I'm not going to hurt you.." she said lowly, turned around, walked back towards the kitchen, swiftly looking back at him. He knew she wanted him to follow her, he saw she had on an apron.

He murmured to himself," Oh God is she cooking?" Michael walked into the kitchen right behind her and asked," Where's my chef?" Jasmine picked up the big butcher knife and positioned herself facing him. " I sent her home for the day." she said softly. Michael tried to ignore the big knife in her hand, eyeing her.

" You what? That's not your job, Jasmine." he told her firmly pointing at her. Jasmine started to cut the cooked chicken she was making evenly, and said," Well I didn't really think it was a bad idea, since I'm cooking right now..." she eyed him quickly and attended back to her cooking. Michael scratched the back of his head.

" You still don't have the right to send my workers off, I'll let you off with a warning this time."

Jasmine put her hands on her hips, " ' I'll let you off with a warning'," she copied him in a fake voice," Geez man, I will ask you next time. Calm down" Michael stared at her for a second and shook his head. Jason walked in and went to the refrigerator. He grabbed a can of soda and looked over at Jasmine.

" Oh God is she cooking?" he said out loud then looked at Michael. He kind of whispered," That's what I said." Jason watched her as she did her work and said," Let me warn the girls." he laughed jokingly. Jasmine reached over and smacked his arm playfully, " Oh shut up." Michael called for Jason to come to him.

" What's up?" he asked. Michael pulled him closer and whispered," Stay in here for a minute, I have to go check something. Make sure she doesn't put anything unusual in her food." they both look at her, her back was turned to them. Michael continued," can you do that?" Jason nodded," Yeah, I can." Michael patted his shoulder and walked out the kitchen. He went up the stairs and checked on each of the girls, but they always seemed to be in Shauna's room a lot so he knew to check there first. He was right.

" Hey..." he said coming in softly. They all greeted him back, they were sitting on the bed, chatting, watching TV before he came on. He sat on the bed next to them and said," I'm sorry for... last night. I wasn't thinking and.." he stopped, thought and inhaled," there is probably a better way than this to say 'sorry' for trying to kill you guys. I've finally come to mind and admit that I love you three, very much. I should have told you way back in the beginning about the mafia thing I had gotten myself into. I'm a million times sorry. I will never ever go back to that mafia, the bad one anyway. Will you ever forgive me?" he exhaled.

It was a short minute of silence, and all at once, they went in to hug Michael. He hugged back with sincere emotion. Nicole told him," It's okay. But Promise we'll never have to worry about you trying to kill us again." she made a serious yet funny face. Michael chuckled a bit," I promise with all my heart." They smiled back at him.

Shauna said," Yeah, but we love you too Michael."

" Very much." Sasha added. Michael smiled again. The door creaked open, Jasmine peeked her head through and gently said," Sorry to interrupt but, umm, dinner is now ready and you can come get it whenever you feel like it." Michael turned his face to the others and made a face, making the girls giggle as he got up. He walked to the door, Jasmine was waiting on him on the other side. "That was fast." he said.

" I was cooking before you got home." she replied. They went down stairs into the kitchen, Jason wasn't there anymore. Where did he go... he thought to himself. Michael went over to the dishes and saw Jasmine had made chicken enchiladas. She was holding onto his arm and felt him pause. " Something wrong?" she asked. Michael pointed at the dish.

Jasmine sighed," I did not do anything to them. I did not poison it or anything. Why would I do that whenever I'm eating it too."

Michael shrugged," Never know with you, Jass." Jasmine assured him," I promise. Cross my heart." He looked down at her and then back at the dish," Oh goodness, I'm going to die." he groaned. Jasmine slapped his arm," Michael!" he laughed at her.

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The girls were eating in their rooms, while Jasmine and Michael sat at the table. Michael watched as she cut into her food and ate it with a knife and fork. He said," You eat so properly." she placed her fork down and grabbed a napkin," Well I should... I don't want to eat like a dog." he nodded.

After a couple of minutes, Michael was just watching her eat her food cautiously. Before taking another bite, she looked up at him.

" Why aren't you eating? I know you haven't had anything all day." she asked. Michael said straight forward," Waiting on the side effects to happen to you." She blinked.

What... " Are you serious. Eat now."Jasmine was slowly losing her patience with his trust issues with her. Jason walked into the kitchen, Sasha was following behind him, and he looked over at them. " Oh look at you guys." he cooed out. Michael asked him," Where did you go, I specifically told you to stay in the kitchen while I was upstairs."

Jason explained," Well whenever she got done cooking, I figured I could leave then and so I did."

" You can never follow directions can you?" he looked behind him," Why is she with you, Sasha what are you doing?"

Sasha watched Michael carefully," Uhh, he's eating in the room with us and we're just coming down for more. I like it Jasmine." she smiled. Jasmine smiled back," At least someone does." and glanced back at Michael. Before Michael could say anything, Sasha added," Don't worry, Mark's in there too." Jason got more food and nudged Sasha to the stair way. They went back upstairs. Jasmine made a face at Michael," See, they ate and are perfectly fine. " she took another bite.

Hesitantly, he grabbed his fork and knife and cut into the Mexican dish, slowly he rose the fork to his mouth, watching Jasmine who was watching back. He put it into his mouth and Jasmine smiled," See, nothing's going to happen. When I said I changed, I wasn't kidding, babe." Michael stopped for a minute," Babe?" Jasmine blushed.

" I meant to say Michael. You know what I mean." she stammered. Michael laughed at her reaction and took a sip of his water.

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After they were done eating, they sat on the couch in the living room, watching TV, having a decent distance between them. Michael would glance over at Jasmine every once in a while, she seemed tensed. He put his hand on her shoulder," Hey, something bothering you?" Jasmine whispered," Nothing.." He made her face him.

" Come on you can tell me." he told her. Jasmine inhaled and slowly exhaled," you know this isn't over yet..." Michael was confused," what?"

" They still want to kill you. Even though they ordered you to kill the girls, they were going to kill you as well after you did. I don't know why they have been so quiet lately, I believe something is up." she explained. Michael looked down and thought. " Why do they want me dead so bad?" he questioned quietly. Jasmine began to tear up, " To be honest, I don't know. I wish I did, 'cause I don't want you to die..." Michael lifted his hand to her face and whip the fallen tear on her face.

" Aww, don't cry. I will get through this, they won't kill me." Michael tried to comfort her," As long as you believe in Love." Jasmine half smiled. He grinned," Anyway, after I'm finished with my album, I want to tour. Start off in London, that's my plan anyway." Jasmine's eyes lit up," Oh London. Can we come. You know, me and the girls and stuff."

" I was planning on taking you guys anyway. We'll talk about it tomorrow at the conference." he said. Jasmine pouted," Aww you have a conference tomorrow." He took her hand and held it," I won't be gone for long." Jasmine came a little closer to him. " Better not... babe." she said slightly quietly. They moved in closer, Michael began to close the distance with a kiss.

The sudden burst of laughter from Shauna's room made him pull back instantly. They looked at each other and giggled shyly. Michael said," Uhh... Maybe we should go to our rooms now." Jasmine thought...but I want to stay up with you.

" Yeah, you're right." she agreed. They got up and stood there. Michael went to hug her," Goodnight. If you need me, you have my number." Jasmine went up to kiss him, making him tense up in surprise but then soften. She ended it and said," Goodnight." Jasmine walked up stairs to her room. Michael watched her until he heard the door open and close, then he made his way up to Shauna's room. He opened the door.

" What is going on in here?" he asked. Everyone was laughing then instantly, silence swept the room, they were all on the floor, except Nicole, playing twister. Nicole was holding the spinner. Michael looked around," Where's Mark? Jason." Jason answered him," He went home. He told me to tell you that but I forgot."

" Of course you did. Don't keep them up all night." he told him," Goodnight." they all told him goodnight, and he closed the door. He looked at the door a couple ways down where Jasmine was. He was trying to decide whether or not he wanted to go in there, he clenched his fists and walked over to the door.

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Jasmine was sitting on her bed with her laptop, she heard footsteps. She watched the door carefully and saw shadows underneath. Michael put his hand on the doorknob and held it there. Jasmine held her breath and bit her bottom lip in anticipation. He then let go of the doorknob and walked back downstairs, going to his room. Jasmine sighed.

Michael went inside the room, changed into his night clothes, and turned off all the lights. His phone lit up on the night stand. A text message from Jasmine," Why didn't you come in? I know it was you." He cleared his throat and sent back," Maybe tomorrow."

Maybe.

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Decide

Michael ran halfway to his house, stopping at a street light. He had to catch his breath, he looked up towards the cloudy night sky. It began to drizzle a little, Michael began to run again. Once he got to his house, he saw none of the lights were on. That kind of made him worry, considering the girls usually stay up to wait on him whenever he had gone to some sort of event, and the living room light would be on. He walked up to the door, placed his hand on the knob, and turned it carefully. Michael walked through too quickly, before the door was opened all the way, causing it to make a boom sound.

" Nicole, Sasha, Shauna!" he called out, but there wasn't an answer, yet, there was a small giggle. It was coming from behind him, Michael just stood there. Not knowing what to do or say, because the giggles were getting louder and closer...ever so closer..

" Michael!" a female voice yelled his name behind him. Michael swiftly turned around, it was Holly. He eyed her down," You scared me..." His wet curls stuck to his moist face, eyes intensifying.

Holly crossed her arms under her chest, giving him a serious look," Looking for someone?" Before he could answer her, she motioned her arm to the door and for some people to come in. The girls came in, Khadija followed behind. Michael finally relaxed himself.

Looking pass Holly and Khadija, he stared straight at the girls. Firmly, he asked them," Where have you been? Didn't I make it clear that none of you leave my house without my permission first?" he pointed his fingers in each of their faces. Khadija stepped in between them, she looked up at Michael," Hey now, don't get onto them. Holly and I got to them before you...for some reason, ran here instead of calling your driver. What's up with that, man?"

Michael hovered over Khadija, turned his back to them all and walked off to the kitchen. " Well," he began," I was worried, they didn't have a baby sitter," he shouted from the kitchen, then came back with a cup of water," Mark, Jason, or any of the bodyguards aren't here and I forgot." he took a sip. They all went into the living room and sat down.

Michael asked," How did you guys get to them anyway?"

Holly looked at Khadija, and smiled. Khadija looked back at her and said," I know that look, you want me to explain. Okay, see, what had happened was...."

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About 20 minutes earlier

Holly's Mansion Party

Holly and Khadija wondered why he left in such a big hurry, then they thought. Maybe it was the girls. Were they in trouble? If so, he doesn't need to run, it would be too slow to get to them. Holly went up to her mom," Hey mom, Khadija and I will be right back." Her mom looked at her and nodded with a smile. They went out the door to Holly's dad's fancy car.

" Well you know I'm too young to drive, you drive." Holly told her friend. Khadija got into the driver's seat and started the car when Holly got in. Quietly they drove down the slippery road, Holly looked out the window and saw Michael running. She said," Hurry..."

Khadija drove a bit faster at the same time not letting Michael notice them. Finally, making it to his house. They saw the lights were on. Holly got out the car before Khadija, and told her," Park across the street, Michael knows what my dad's car look like." Khadija did as told, Holly walked up to the door, knocking on it quickly. Nicole answered it.

" Yes?" she answered. Holly looked at her for a second and smiled..." Hey, I'm one of Michael's friends, Holly... My parents hosted the party that he went to." she thought again," I was... too young to be there so i decided to come here. Along side with my friend." Khadija walked in beside her and waved.

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" And that's what happened." she smiled. Michael leaned on the arm rest of the couch, still holding his cup. He looked down and then back at Khadija," Where did you guys go then whenever I came back?"

" Oh, that's easy. We were walking in your back yard." she told him. Michael rubbed his free hand down his face, feeling as if he was over reacting the whole time. The room fell silent.

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Holly spoke," Michael..." he looked at her. " Why were you dancing with Jasmine?"

Shauna turned her head toward Michael and asked in disbelief," Jasmine was there? You danced with her?" His eyes hardened," I believe that is none of your business, Shauna." he said defensively, turning to Holly," Why would you bring that up?" Holly eyed him.

" I don't know, you were the one dancing with that devil. Did they order you do? Are you tricking everybody in here?" Holly lashed out at him.

Sasha asked," They? They who?" Michael just stood there, not saying a word.

I can't believe this is happening. he thought to himself. Holly gazed upon the floor, fiddling her fingers, she asked quietly," You didn't tell them... Did you?" All eyes went on Michael. He cleared his throat.

Nicole said," Michael, what is going on?" He just shook his head. Khadija fell in," Michael..." He looked at everyone, nervous, he walked to the kitchen and placed the glass cup into the sink. There was a lot of tension going on in that house at the moment. Khadija told Holly," Well if he doesn't tell them, then I think we should." She looked at each one of the girls. They watched back impatiently waiting for the 'news' their friend was supposed to tell them.

" Well," Holly began," Michael, Khadija, and I are apart of this group, a mafia. We're supposed to kill you three."

Shauna gasped out sharply," Wait, what? We're going to die!?" Khadija put her finger up," Hold on, girl, let her finish talking first."

She began again," But-We don't think it's necessary for us to do it. We're playing as the good guys. So we have our own group now."

" What if I don't want to be the good guy?"

Everyone turned their heads to the voice, Michael stood in the door way, revealing a gun in each hand. " What if, I want to stay bad?" he lifted both hands at them, Nicole quickly stood up," Now Michael, you don't have to do this."

He mimicked her," Michael you don't have to do this..." his eyes were cold, dark. As of for right now, he didn't care about anything," You don't control me." there was a click from his guns. Khadija shook her head," Never thought I'd go out like this, damn."

Just when Michael was about to pull both triggers, he made a grunting sound. All of them watched as he dropped both of his guns, reached behind his back and took out a needle with a small container. He looked at it, then to the people in front of him drowsily.

" Michael?" Sasha called his name. He took a step forward, fell on his knees then to the floor completely. Shauna looked up," Jasmine?" everybody looked up. Anger swept across Khadija's face, and she walked up to Michael and grabbed his gun off the floor.

" Oh heck no... Girl, you can't just come in here like you own the place, shooting people in the back with needles like you crazy cause I know you are." she pointed the gun at her about to shoot. Jasmine dropped the tranquilizing gun and held her hands up in defense," Whoa, whoa, wait. I just saved you guys from a man that was about to shoot you and now you threaten to kill me? Wow."

Holly walked up beside Khadija and put her hand on her shoulder," lower the gun please. Jasmine why did you do that?" Sasha walked up and kneeled by Michael and shook him gently.

Jasmine answered, slowly moving her hands down," Because... I want to be with you guys..." Sasha looked up at Jasmine whenever he didn't respond," What did you do to him??" Jasmine told her," Calm down, I just put him to sleep. He'll wake up sometime the next morning"

Nicole asked," Why did he want to kill us just then?" Khadija answered," Probably under all this pressure, lately." Jasmine nodded. Holly wasn't understanding," you want to be with us? Why?"

" Because, being with the bad people isn't all that good, you know. Plus they aren't telling me anything anymore since I didn't completely kill him that night, so I don't know what their plan is..." she explained. Shauna told them," We should get him upstairs to his room." Jasmine walked over to them, she and Nicole held him over their shoulder and carried him to his room...

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July 18th, 1992

The Next Day, 7:45 AM

Michael woke up in cold sweat to the bright sun shining slightly through his curtains. He looked to his window, then fell back down on the bed, whipping the sweat off his face. Then he looked over to the chair across the room, the rays from the sun made it to where he could only see a silhouette of the figure sitting in that chair. Half sleep, he thought he was imagining things, that is, until the person turned to look at him.

Jasmine...

His body grew weak, she stood up slowly from the chair. Her gentle brown eyes made it clear that she wasn't going to hurt him. Jasmine walked up to him and sat down on the bed. The curls in her hair fell over her shoulders as she leaned over to him. She smelt of roses and other wonderful flowers.

Worriedly, he asked," Why are you here?" She was close in his face, then smiled," to help you." He was puzzled, struggling to remember anything that happened last night after he made it home from the party, it was all cloudy to him.

" What happened last night? Why can't I remember anything?" he asked. Jasmine rose up from his face," Oh, that's because I shot you with a tranquilizing gun." Michael looked at her suspiciously, and she continued," Don't give me that look. I basically save all the girls' lives... You were about to shoot them." His eyes widened, and brought her in for a hug," Thank you... I think." they both giggled.

She held onto his shoulders," See. You're such a good person. You forgive me even though I stabbed you twice..." she murmured the last part. " But now, you have to decide. Are you good, or bad? Just think about it, because there is a place in that heart of yours, and I know it's love." she patted his shoulder, got up and left his room.

Michael sat there, thinking for a minute.

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Later that day he climbed a tree in his backyard. One of his favorite trees, he named it his Giving Tree. There, he had a notebook and pencil, just then, his new song was created. He named it, Heal the World.

" I'm still good." he decided with a smile.

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Back in the Game

Michael stayed in the hospital for three more days just to make sure he was stable enough to go back home. Still unaware, the last few days were kind of a blurr to him. From the security cameras, the nurses saw him walking out of the hospital around 11:50 PM that night, but when they questioned him, he claimed to not even remember that. His wounds were now scars on his stomach, but they were permanent.

The day the news reporters announced he was out of the hospital, Michael greeted many of his fans, taking a lot of 'Get Well' cards, signing autographs, and taking pictures. After that he went back into his hospital room. Then he went home that night of July 10th, 1992.

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A week later

July 17th, 1992

That whole week had been good for Michael and the girls, as if they were giving him a break. But even Michael needed to have some fun from after a while...His friend,Holly, parents decided to throw a party... he was invited. As usual, he couldn't bring the girls, because Holly's parents didn't know them.. Nor did they know of the predicament their little girl was in.

Michael was sitting in the back of his black stretch limo, heading to a big party his good friend's parents were throwing at their huge mansion down town L.A. California. Not too far from his Californian beach home. Dressed in black, long silk tux... scented with the finest, and his best cologne; vanilla abstract... he checked his watch.

8:01 P.M.

Damn.. This is the first I've been early to anything. he thought to himself and turned back to the window. Lights were everywhere outside, and everything sparkled like jewels and pearls. That was only because it had rain the day before and a bit earlier today. It was wet outside.

In about 5 minutes, they pulled in front of where his friend, Holly Montijo, had rolled out the red carpet. Of course, knowing that he had just got out of the hospital about a week ago, his fans probably followed his limo to his destination, he had to step out alert for anything. Anybody could just come and bombard him or something. Once he stepped out of that limo, the people that were being blocked with the fences were all screaming to the top of their lungs.

how am I not deaf yet? he thought

Finally making it to the front entrance, Holly met him there.

" Michael, you made it," she said with a big welcoming smile introduced with a hug," and you're early! That's a first." All he did was smile back and looked around her house of a mansion... It was dark, there were flashy lights, party streamers... everything a good party would have.

He looked into her eyes," Of course I would never be late for you, Holly." Her cheeks turned a rosy pink and she fluttered up, trying to ease the awkwardness. Someone was yelling.. Calling for Holly, so they turned their heads to the right seeing her dad walking up to them.

" Hey. The others will be here shortly, just doing some finishing tou-" he stopped in mid sentence, getting a glance at Michael. A big smile spread across his face as he came in to embrace Michael.

" Michael. You're early." he said smiling. The hug subsided as Michael chuckled," I am sure everybody I talk to tonight, will say that. Michael Jackson can't be early, he always have to be late, huh?" he said in third person. Holly cleared her throat," Sorry to break up this little reunion, dad, but I have to get back to the party." her dad came in with an," Alright."she departed from them, and Michael looked behind himself as if he was looking for someone, trying to make sure 'they' hadn't followed him.

This brown haired woman walked by them. Her toned legs walked perfectly in the mini green dress she was wearing tonight. Beauty in the shinning lights. But... She's still not my type, Michael said to himself. Holly's dad walked away, then someone tapped his shoulder, quickly he turned around and saw his friend, Chris(Tucker) leaning his arm against him," Man...That woman is so beautiful tonight. Right or wrong?"

" Right, man, but I'm not attracted." he said still glancing over at her.

" Well, I know I'm married, but I want to at least dance with her. Think I have a chance?" he asked Michael. He stared at him out of focus, then back at her. " Sure if you try. And no cheating this time." Chris licked his lips and fixed his collar on his white tux and started to walk towards her. Michael shook his head at what he was seeing, I mean what else could I do? he thought.

An hour into the party, it was full but it was still room for dancing. Michael talked to many people, flirted with the woman who flirted with him first. Holly's parents knew how to throw good parties, he had to give them that. Michael sipped on his red martini drink and looked at the main entrance.

" Michael Jackson."

A voice was calling his name. It sounded familiar, who was it? I don't know, nor did I care because someone beautiful was coming through those doors.

" Michael. Michael! Boy I know you hear me callin' you." he finally snapped out of his trance to see who was calling him. Feeling embarrassed, he saw he was ignoring his best friend, Khadija. No other than the great Khadija Meyers. Boy, did he love this girl. She was always loyal to him.

" Khadija!" he turned completely and went in for a hug. She let go a bit to get a good look at him," Didn't know you would be here right now. I thought you would at least come five minutes before it was over." he giggled at her sense of humor. Then Michael remembered the woman he saw at the door and looked in that direction. Khadija noticed this so she turned her view to the woman.

" Go talk to her, fool, you know you want to." She smiled. He looked at his friend, blushing softly," Khadija, you read me like a book. I'm nervous." she took his hand and caressed it gently," Michael, just go talk to the girl." Smiling from ear to ear, he might as well try to talk to her.

The closer he got the faster his heart rate increased. She was wearing a silk blue strapless dress that stopped midway on her thighs and high heels. Her hair was long and wavy, hold on... he thought.

That can't be....

Think. Michael, THINK! he cleared his throat and she looked in his direction and smiled devilishly. Michael winced, thinking she was about to attack him. So he closed his eyes and prepared for impact.

" Are you okay?" He opened his eyes and loosened up when he saw she wasn't about to jump him, he smiled in embarrassment, but he was still concerned.

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She held her hand out," I believe we met..." she still smiled, trying not to bring attention to anyone else there. He took her hand and shook it,"Well, you should know that." Michael gave her a glare, staring her down in the eyes, trying to be a threat, he squeezed her hand. " Why are you here? Come to kill me off?" he whispered loudly. Jasmine shook her head in a way to let him know she was not afraid of him.

She tried to get out of his grasp, but he yanked her forward to him. " If Khadija or Holly see you, they'll probably kill you" he smirked.

The scent from Michael's clothes were intoxicating to her, but she ignored it and said," I am not scared of them."

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All of those beautiful people, dancing; moving their bodies to the slow beat of the music.. Holly wouldn't mind dancing herself. Some one's staring at me... she could feel it. She turned her head in Michael's directions who has her full attention. He smiled, showing all perfectly white teeth, and she smiled shyly back

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But wait. It looked as if he was trying to signal her. He was holding on to someone, however, she couldn't get a perfect view since someone got in her face.

" Would you like this dance, my lady?" he asked politely. Holly giggled a bit at the way he said that and put her hand into his and he guided her to the dance floor. They swayed swiftly to the motion and music as if they were the only ones on the dance floor. Holly looked over at the other couples, carefully...as if examining. Looking for her friend.

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" Do you know how much danger you can put everybody in here in? Just by being right here." lowering his voice, she felt his breath on her neck and she answered him quietly," Shut up and come dance with me." Jasmine pulled Michael out onto the dance floor. He had no choice but to be casual than causing a scene.

" Girl I think it's just best if you leave." he said with warning in his voice. Jasmine felt as if she was being watched, looking to the left without turning her head, she saw some girl staring at her. It was making her uncomfortable. " What's wrong with you?" Michael said, snapping her out of her trance.

" Nothing, why?"

" You were getting tense..." He said, Jasmine shook her head," N-No... It's that girl over there, I think she's staring at me or something." Michael looked around and saw who she was talking about and he chuckled and waved his hand off to her, all she did was stare like some kind of bloody maniac.

" Oh, that's just Holly." he smiled," and I hope she come over here and kick your ass."

Yeah right...she thought to herself trying to shake off what just happened. For some reason she couldn't recognize the girl.

She told him," More like kick your butt, since you're holding me."

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About 30 minutes later, It was almost 1 in the morning, and Michael, Khadija, and Holly were mingling around, meeting new people... He repeatedly checked his wristwatch, like he was about to be late. " Michael, are you alright?" Holly asked him. Michael looked at her for a second, Holly would have thought he forgot who she was.

" Oh, yes. I'm fine, but I really have to go now." He reached for something in his back pocket and held it in his hand for a while, it was the gold card. Michael embraced Holly and Khadija quickly and then headed for the door. They cocked their heads, look at each other and then back to the main entrance, incredibly curious as to what is going on..

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Darn it! Michael thought, he ran all the way home... not stopping for anything.