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At Last (Part Seven)
What's up, ya'll?! This is part seven and I'm hoping to add some stories in before I go to sleep. I just want to dedicate this to all of the mjsite peeps out there and of course, Michael Jackson, who we all admire. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the show! ---------------------------------------------------------------- I heard a knock on the door. Me: (irritated) What?! ??: Can I come in? Me: Sure, Michael. Michael: I'm so sorry about LaToya. Me: Eh...that's alright. Michael: no, it's not. She had no right to do that. i'm very upset at her. Me: Mike, it's all good. She didn't hurt me. I don't cry for nothin'. I ain't cried since I was seven. I'm strong. Mike: Felicity, it's okay to cry. Me: (scoffs) I ain't cryin'. (trying to act tough but failing to) Cryin' ain't me. Mike: I can see tears coming. You don't have to act tough in front of me. You can't hold it in any longer. I started to crack. Tears came out of my eyes and my tough fasade slowly faded away into hurt and pain that I've been hiding away for twenty-one years, and that moment, it all came out all at once. Mike: (softly) Come here. (holds out his arms) I fell into his arms with tears just soaking my eyes. He held me with such force, such security, and such sympathy. I silently sobbed in his arms, and he kept whispering to me, "It's okay, Felicity. Just let it out. No one's here but me." I found such love and protection from just being held into his big strong arms. I could just smell his sweet cologne and I could feel his calm, warm, soothing breath circulating all around my ear. I had never been so close to a man in my life, and it felt so good. Our hug slowly ended and our eyes were just interracting with each other. I just couldn't take my eyes off of his big, gorgeous doe eyes. "At Last" came into my head again. My eyes were looking from his eyes, to his lips, down to his neck and his chest. I bit my lip in pure lust and admiration and i felt a burning fire brush all around my body. I was so tempted to kiss him. I felt the friction between us when his hand was connected with mine, and when his face came closer to mine. I closed my eyes, ready to enjoy this blissful moment. I felt his warm lips press against mine. That's right. He just kissed me. I felt so good, just sharing love with that man. I wrapped my hands around him and gave him my share of the love I felt for him. I know that we didn't know each other for a long time, but this feeling was real, because I haven't felt it before. Our kiss occupied us, until someone unexpectedly walked in. It was Mrs. J, and she was so shocked, her mouth was dropped. Michael and I had guilty, embarassed looks on our faces. Michael: Um...Mother....um, I... Mrs. J: I just wanted to tell Felicity that i'm very sorry about LaToya's behavior. Um...let's eat now. Me: Yes, ma'am. We went downstairs and the whole family, including that heifer, LaToya, was sitting at the table. I walked over, across from Michael, next to Janet, and LaToya gave me an evil look. I gave her one back. My look was clearly saying, "Whatchu lookin' at, bitch? You wanna go? You wanna fight it out?" Everyone was having a family conversation, but I looked down at my plate and just ate the whole time. I kept giving mean looks to LaToya, but I wouldn't look at Michael, because I was ashamed of what I've done with him. It was so wrong, but it felt so right. janet noticed that something was up with me, and she asked me if I was okay. Janet: Are you okay? Me: Yeah...um, can I talk to you after dinner? Janet: Sure. After dinner, we got in a corner and I told her everything, including Michael kissing me. Janet: (gasps) He kissed you?!? Me: Yep. (giggles to myself) Janet: You must really like my brother. Me: Yeah, I do. Janet: You know, I think that Daisy has a thing for Marlon. Me: For real? Janet: For real. (laughs) Just then, I saw Daisy walk past us, smiling and giggling to herself. Me: Daisy, do you like Marlon? Daisy: Um...would you be mad if I said yes? Me: No, I just want to know. Daisy: Well, now that you've put it like that...YES, I DO! (sighs) We're going to the movies now. Wanna come with us? Me: Eh...nah. I'll stay here. I think I'm gonna go to bed. Daisy: It's "Beverly Hills Cop II." You love Eddie Murphy. There's no way you'll pass Eddie Murphy up. Me: I know, but it's been a very long flight, but I'll see it later. Daisy: Alright. Good night. Me: Night. I went into Mike's room and he was asleep on his bed. I was a huge snoop, so I like to look through his room. I know that's a bad thing to do, but I couldn't help it. I saw some pancake-makeup on his dresser, and I thought that that was what he used to manage his vitiligo, that he told me about when we were walking on the garden. That was why he carried an umbrella with him, because the vitiligo made him allergic to sunlight. He told me everything. I saw him peacefully sleeping, but without being covered for warmth. I got a blanket and wrapped it around him and I turned off the lamp, and then I gave him a soft kiss on the forehead. I then went into my room and fell asleep. TBC... What do you think, guys??
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