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Tough Love Part 95; Part 5
Chapter 95; Part 5 The Day After Christmas, 1978 For the rest of the trip back to Hawaii, I didnâ??t say much. I was too pissed off to say much. But once we landed again, I felt better. I felt I was in â??The Land of Purificationâ? because I could forget about my fucked up life in California. And yes, excuse my French. When I didnâ??t see the limo again, I began to question Michael. â??Fernando has the stomach flu, so for now Iâ??ll drive this rental.â? â??Isnâ??t that more expensive?â? â??I was able to bargain,â? then he smiles. And as he drove back to the same house, I crossed my arms and kept my mouth pent up. â??I got something for you too,â? Michael tells me as Iâ??m wheeling my suitcase in. â??Yeah?â? â??But Iâ??d rather you get your shower out the way.â? â??Michaelâ?¦itâ??s just opening presents. Itâ??s not a damn performance.â? â??Iâ??d just rather you do that first.â? crossing my arms again, â??Okay Michael.â? I roll my eyes. â??Is my ROOM okay?!â? before we left, my room became INFESTED with termites. â??I didnâ??t want them in the house.â? I turned to face his adamant expression. â??So the room is still in its stable state, but theyâ??ll be back soon. Plus today was Christmas, Lyric. Chill.â? â??Itâ??s not Christmas anymore, Michael.â? â??Iâ??d like to think it is Lyric. If not youâ??ll lose the magic in it. So if you want things to still feel real, then Iâ??ll have milk and cookies ready for you once you get out the shower.â? â??Shut up,â? I said as I quickly caught onto his sarcasm. â??I thought thatâ??d wake you up.â? â??Well donâ??t sneak on me while Iâ??m in there.â? â??Iâ??ll try not to honey, but I canâ??t make any promises.â? Well I actually bathed to keep from falling and possibly hurting my leg. When I got out, Michael got in, but he says, â??Donâ??t go peeking in the presents.â? â??Oh whatever!â? And I actually go in the kitchen to make another stove meal. I was already hungry from my lack of appetite earlier that night. â??What, you already got bored with me?â? I turned away from the pan, which I was eating the food from with a spatula. â??No, I just got hungry.â? â??You didnâ??t see the milk and cookies I left out for you??â? â??No,â? I shake my head. â??Left it right here,â? Michael gets the cookies from the microwave and the glass of milk from the freezer. â??REALLY?â? But he shushes me by grabbing my wrist. I sit on the floor by the tree as Michael holds the box out to me. It was kinda long. I open it. â??Aâ?¦belly dancing costume?â? Michael just smiles. â??I was thinking youâ??d look good in it. I know if youâ??re leg wasnâ??t wrapped up like a sardine, youâ??d wear it.â? â??Umâ?¦thank you?â? â??But I got something else for you.â? When I open it, I just smirk. â??Boy shorts.â? I hold them out in-front of him. â??You told me you wanted them.â? â??Yeahâ?¦but I didnâ??t mean for YOU to buy them.â? Michael shrugs, â??I just wanted toâ?¦.I mean I knew you didnâ??t think I had the guts to do it.â? He smiles. I go up to hug him. Then we kinda â??knockâ? Michael over so heâ??d be laying on his back while I was facing him and his hands were on my waist. â??I love the presents. And I wish I could dance in the belly dancing costume right now too.â? â??But what did you get me?â? he asks as he sits up again. â??Who said I got you anything?â? I attitudely-joke while I go in the room to get the portrait. When Michael unwraps it, he just looks at it for a few moments. I begin to bite my lip. When Michael is still staring at the portrait, I begin to squirm and worry that he didnâ??t like it. Or that he thought it was such a cliché. Or mad that I used HIS money to buy HIS present. Maybe I pushed too far for him way too soon. What was I thinking? â??Nice present Lyric. What else you got me?â? I looked up, not sure of what I heard. â??You LIKED it Michael?â? â??Yeah! Now what else you got me?â? Well you know, itâ??s kinda hard to get Michael Jackson a present when you know he basically have it all, but there was something ELSE I knew heâ??d love. I just didnâ??t wanna tell him yet; plus I didnâ??t know if I still wanted to attendedâ??despite the fact it would be a type of gift for Michael. â??Well thereâ??s something else but nun-uh, Iâ??m not telling you.â? â??Why not?â? â??Because for one, I couldnâ??t grasp another Christmas present youâ??d want, plus youâ??ll like it better if itâ??s a surprise.â? â??I hope youâ??re not lying to me Lyric.â? â??Now would I ever do that to you?â? I jokingly ask. Clearly this was a corny joke I was making to him because he knew indeed I lied. I lied all the time to himâ??whether that made things right or not. I was sitting on the couch by the door, basically dozing off when the phone rings. I half whimper when I think itâ??s either Clarence or Angela trying to call to â??make amendsâ?. Or what if itâ??s Donovan trying to explain why he didnâ??t give me what I wanted: which was a kiss. â??Just answer it, you never know. Youâ??re half-sleep anyways so it doesnâ??t even matter.â? â??Whatever.â? I say to Michael. But I pick up the phone and donâ??t say anything because I want to hear the person on the end of the line voice so I could know who I was dealing with. â??Hello? Is this Lyric?â? â??Yeah itâ??s meâ?¦who is it?â? I roll my eyes as Michael walks back in the kitchen. â??My God you forgot already? But no another than Nicholas Styles my dear. Merry Christmas!â? I start to giggle. â??Oh hi Nick. Merry Christmas to you too. What did you do anyway?â? â??Well I wanted to stop by your house and share the holidays with you, but Donovan told me he was going and I didnâ??t want to interfere so I just stayed out the way. But I heard you went somewhere else anyways.â? â??Yeahâ?¦I went to go and see M.Jâ?¦.Didnâ??t have much else to do.â? â??Ohâ?¦how did that go?â? â??It went swellâ?¦.What about you today?â? â??It went swell as well. Not perfect because I didnâ??t get to see you like I wanted but Iâ??m grateful all the least.â? â??Wowâ?¦that was a load of a questionâ?¦I mean an answer.â? I began to giggle. Then when I looked up and saw Michael glancing in on me, I had to shoo him away. He went into the roomâ?¦reluctantly. â??I know it was,â? I could feel a smile spread across his lips and his dimples sinking again, â??But it was the truth I was regurgitating to you.â? â??â?¦Umâ?¦why did you let Donovan stop you from coming by to say hello? Itâ??s not like Iâ??m with him, and even if I was, he couldnâ??t have stopped you from telling me a simple hello. Youâ??re a friend of mines so that makes all the difference.â? â??Ohâ?¦but at the same time, Donovan heard about us in the closet at the Christmas party.â? â??I alreadyâ??â? â??I knew word might get out.â? â??Yeah, thatâ??s what I was about to say. Not that I wanted to, but you knowâ?¦teens talk.â? I agree. â??But at the same time, like I told you that night, Donovan HAD his chance to be with you. Actually manyâ??nine months worth in actuality. But now Iâ??VE gained the confidence to talk to you.â? â??Aw thatâ??s sweet but Iâ??m kind of taken.â? â??â?¦At the Christmas party I thought you were single.â? â??Wellâ?¦things kinda straightened out between us.â? â??Well damn. That kinda puts a damper on things for me because I was going to ask you if youâ??d go to the beach with me. Some friends were going to have a little get-to-gather around a bonfire sometime around New Yearâ??s.â? â??â?¦Oh Nickâ?¦that sounds really sweet. When will it be?â? â??Maybe like the 29th, 30th, I donâ??t know. I just know we didnâ??t want it to directly affect our plans for New Yearâ??s Day.â? â??I REALLY would have considered going but I wonâ??t be back by then probably.â? â??Ohâ?¦well I could always get it rearranged.â? â??I canâ??t do all that Nick. Iâ??ve got a boyfriend.â? â??Well the next time yâ??all get in an argument will you reconsider?â? â??Are you trying to be funny,â? I giggle but he doesnâ??t answer. â??Depends on how Iâ??m feeling at thy time, Nicholas.â? â??If you say so.â? I smile again. â??But Iâ??ll talk to you later?â? he says/questions. â??If anything goes WRONG then Iâ??m pretty sure that a call from me to you is possible.â? â??I hope soâ?¦because the chemistry we had in the closet couldnâ??t be faked.â? Then without us saying bye, he hangs up with that on my mind. And as I lay down on the couch, I think about how true his words were. I start to blush when I remember how touchy Nick and I were beginning to get when no one else was looking. I even remember how he started to metaphorically â??open me upâ?. If no one was around, I wouldâ??ve wanted things to go further with me and Nick, but that was impossible with so many people aroundâ?¦because it was a CHRISTMAS PARTY! But nonetheless, I start to remember how Nickâ??s teeth nibbled on my ear, and how his lips delighted my neck. This dream went on until Michael shook me awake. â??Are you going to sleep here or in the room?â? The next morning I wake up with voices in the living room. Once I get up to see who was talking to Michael, I see Dr. Newman. â??He came to check up on you.â? After cleaning up myself, I put on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts. When I was going to limp to them, I remember Doc probably wanted me to use my crutches so I did. â??I saw you walk without them,â? he smiles as I sit down. â??You know this JUST happened Lyric. Itâ??s not like a child jumped on your leg; it was a horse that inflicted force up you. He weighed more than a child quite obviously.â? â??I know Doctor. I just wanted to be able to walk myself again.â? â??The more you do that, the longer your recovery can be. You can make your recovery worse you could damage something else.â? â??I havenâ??t felt my leg move out of place, Doc.â? â??How could you? Your leg is wrapped like saran wrap but that doesnâ??t mean anything Lyric. You can put too much pressure on itâ?¦I mean anything. So for this reason, I request that you DO NOT do too much walking for at least two weeks.â? â??Why not?â? â??Lyric,â? Michael hisses. â??I mean we need to see consistent recovery so youâ??re going to have to cooperate with me and leave walking to the pros.â? Then he smiles to show that he was just joking about the â??prosâ? part. â??Either way you get what Iâ??m saying. Youâ??re walking isnâ??t the same like it was before the accident. Thatâ??s why weâ??re going to have to let you make progress so we can get you back the way you were. Okay?â? â??Okay.â? â??Now since Iâ??m here, let me check to see if youâ??re blood pressure and everything else is fine.â? Oh shit. â??Iâ??m fine Dr. Newman. The only thing was I was being too naughty about not using the crutches but Iâ??m sorry about thatâ?¦so thereâ??s nothing you have to check.â? â??Yeah, I believe sheâ??s fine.â? Michael says as he quickly picks up on my instincts. Dr. Newman looks at us curiously. â??I just want to check up on you Lyric.â? â??I know Dr. Newman. Iâ??m just not in the mood this morning. I went to bed really late since we got back just as late. I feel fine. My blood pressure is fine. I just want to get on with the rest of my day and have breakfast with Michael. Thatâ??s all.â? After staring at me for a few moments, Dr. Newman stands up while he picks his things up. â??I just wanted to wish you two a Merry Christmas also.â? â??You two, Doc.â? He hugs me and gives Michael hand a shake. â??But no escaping me next time, Lyric,â? he smiles. â??Wellâ?¦you could see whether my leg moves properly, but I think Iâ??m fine.â? â??Then go on ahead. Let me see it.â? â??Okay.â? So he does different examinations to check to see whether I was making the proper recovery. â??See I told you I was fine.â? â??Whateverrr Lyric,â? he jokes. After we finish eating the breakfast Michael fixed for us, he tells me what he had planned for us today. â??I thought that youâ??d want to go and make some arts and crafts.â? â??What kind of crafts?â? â??I was thinking some paper art, pottery. I originally planned for us to do some glass art, but with your leg, Iâ??m not sure. And pottery may not be the safest thing either, I just wanted usâ??â? â??No. Thatâ??s fine Michael. Iâ??d like to do some pottery. That sounds fun.â? â??Really?â? he smiles. â??Well I didnâ??t say no, did I?â? I didnâ??t have to change my clothes that much. I just changed into a tank top while I waited for Michael to get the keys. We went to this place that ABSOLUTELY looked like it specialized in arts and crafts because it was a mini-studio. A woman named Aolani Iona greets us at the door. She appeared to be in her mid-forties with a few thick streaks in her hair. But for some reason I could tell she left them there for stylistic purposes. â??Hi, Iâ??m Aolani Iona, and Michael told me that you two wanted to come here to do some arts, right?â? â??Yes, indeed thatâ??s true.â? I glance at Michael after I answered her. â??Okay, well come on then. Letâ??s get started.â? We go up to the second floor where she already had the pottery set up. â??While I show you how to do some pottery, Michael requested that he draw some in the corner.â? I look over where she had a easel set up for him as well. â??Oh,â? I say. But before he goes to his painting session, Michael stands by us as Aolani shows me the basics of pottery. â??Now you know itâ??s hot right after the clay has just been heated.â? â??Yes.â? â??So Iâ??ll show you how to deal with the clay after its warmed up so you wonâ??t get burnedâ?¦.But are you sure you want to do this? Your leg is already injured.â? â??Yes maâ??am, I do. Iâ??ll just have to pay close attention to you.â? â??Okay.â? After showing me, then working with me, Aolani goes to the second floor while Michael is in his own space making his own art. I began to have trouble with gathering inspiration so I can make pottery. Thatâ??s when I began to look at Michael to see what he was drawing. Without my saying anything, Michael was fast at work with different color pencils, colors, and paints. After looking back at my pottery, which was just sitting there. Reluctantly I call for Michael. â??Yeah?â? he momentarily look over his shoulder. â??I need your help with this potteryâ?¦.I have no inspiration and I need help making something.â? â??Okay.â? He doesnâ??t immediately get up, so I just turn back to it and try to see what Iâ??ll make out of it. â??Okay, letâ??s see what weâ??re going to do with this stuff.â? He shocks me as he pulls up another stool right behind me. His sleeves were already rolled up as he takes my hands and press it down on the clay. He touches it also and rubs his hands together. After listening to the machine go as we aimlessly worked with the pottery, I finally ask Michael what he planned on making with the pottery. â??I donâ??t know. I really donâ??t have anything in mind. What are you plan on making with it?â? â??â?¦I donâ??t know yet. But we need to make something out of it soon Michael because thereâ??s nothing here.â? â??Little bit of abstract art going on here. Nothing going on behind the eyes.â? â??You can say that again,â? I joke. â??Because this looks like a huge triangle or something.â? â??Thatâ??s fine Lyric. We can make something out of it.â? â??I hope so.â? And as I clear my throat, Michael scoots in closer, he begins to let his fingers slip in-between mine. â??Thatâ??s the best way to get this to work, I think.â? Then he adds some more water to his hands and proceeds to help me. I knew Aolani had some music playing, and I was fine with that but it was when â??Letâ??s Get it Onâ? came on, that I began to feel so embarrassed because Michael and I was so close together. And then to top it off, this â??artâ? that we were making began to look underlining inappropriate. I was too embarrassed to ask Michael what he perceived it as, and he didnâ??t say anything else. If you donâ??t know Michael Jackson well enough, youâ??d probably think that he was â??too innocent-mindedâ? to even THINK in that way. But indeed, theâ?¦massive art was staring back at us. Michael continued his art while mine dried. â??Can I see what you made now?â? â??Sure.â? It was this Afrocentric painting of a thin Diana with a massive afro. â??Iâ??d think sheâ??d like it.â? Michael smiled. Then before we left Aolaniâ??s studio, she asked us about our art. â??What did you name yours Lyric?â? â??We decided on â??Richardâ??.â? I turned my head towards Michael. When Aolani looked at the artâ??s uncanny figure, she UNDERSTOOD why he gave my art such an inappropriate name. â??Feel free to keep it. Smash it if you want.â? I sheepishly grin. â??Not before yâ??all get a picture with it.â? And thatâ??s exactly what we did. And our smiles werenâ??t faked because we were laughing so hard. When we got in the car, I couldnâ??t help but remember about Dylan Cooper. â??Michael?â? â??Yep.â? I take a deep breath. â??I need to see if Dylan Cooper is still staying here.â? â??ARE YOU KIDDING ME??!!â? â??PLEASE Michael DONâ??T YELL AT ME!!â? â??Okay Iâ??m sorryâ?¦.â? â??But I need to seeâ?¦for myself.â? â??â?¦Okayâ?¦damnit. Give me the directions.â? The car ride to Dylanâ??s residence was a quiet, solemn one of course. But when I got there, it didnâ??t look like anyone was staying there anymore. In fact, I had the BALLS to get out the car and investigate. But a man greets me. â??Are you interested in renting this house?â? â??Oh noâ?¦but I was wondering if the previous owner still stayed here.â? â??Iâ??m sorry maâ??am but I canâ??t give out that kind of information.â? Well dudeâ?¦you JUST asked me if I was interested in renting the home. Iâ??d think youâ??d word things differently. â??Please sirâ?¦we had talked about me getting this house next. He was a friend of mine.â? â??Wellâ?¦your friend moved out not too long ago. So the house is freely yours if youâ??re able to get the house before some other prospective buyers. But you look a bit too young to be trying to get this house.â? He looks over in the car where Michael was sitting. I donâ??t even know if it registered in his mind about who Michael was. â??Yeah, yeah my boyfriend and I were thinking about renting it for a few days. But if I have any other problems, weâ??ll come to see you.â? And I give the man a fake smile as I walk away. â??Wait, hereâ??s my card.â? â??What did you tell him?â? Michael smiles. â??Oh nothingâ?¦â? â??Spit it out Lyric.â? â??That my BOYFRIEND and I was thinking about renting the houseâ?¦.Plus Asshole was a friend of mine so he could give up the info.â? Michael quietly laughs. â??Do you want to take the art decorations down tonight or tomorrow?â? â??We can start today. It doesnâ??t matter.â? And thatâ??s what we were doing after we ate. â??For tomorrow, I was going to stop by the store, and if you wanna do anything on your own, feel free to.â? â??Okay,â? I nod my head as I try to think about what I might do other than lounge around the house. â??Iâ??ll think of something.â? I was wondering HOW could I sit around a pool in a bathing suit with a cast on, but here I was, laying in the sun on a beach chair, doing my best to relax. I see this extravagant afro walk by, and when I turn around, I canâ??t believe who Iâ??m seeing in red trunks. â??Jermaine?!â? ''â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â??â?? Sorry for the wait guys. And now you can see why I wanted all of Part 95 to run together , but now weâ??re back on track :-) -Aariyan
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