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Diamond In The Rough (part13) ByMyaNekol
Thanks for reading! I know it's been a while and I'm sorry. My freak'n Internet and Cable was off (as embrassing as that may be it happens)Well, I'll be trying to write more often like before. I promise I'll try. Love you MJ, of course!!! I hope you enjoy!! ________________________________________________________________ Me: Los siento mami. Papi. *kiss* Adios. *hugs* Be nice to Ricky, okay Bobby, you hear? Robert: Yes sissy. Me: Alright then you ole' rascal. *smiles* The two of you, get in the car. We can't have the dinner together cause of Miss Thang over there sitting in the car. Michael claims she'll be just fine in the car but Jada is such a brat. I don't trust her for anything. Thats the main reason I don't want her around my family. Stephanie: Michael can I talk to you? Michael: Sure Steph. What can I do for you? Stephanie: Alot. *biting lips* Lexa: She doesn't need a damn thing Michael. Come with me Steph. Steph: Naw, Michael and I are trying to conversate here. Geesh, now, where were we? Lexa: *pulling Steph's hair* Stephanie: OWWW OWW OW!! Lexa: Girl bring your ass to the truck. Ahora! Tina: *laughing* See ya Mike. Isabella and Tyler were already settled and so were my nieces and nephews. I really hope they understand. Then I see my papi walking slowly away, papi obviously leading. Papi: Michael, my boy. Don't break my baby's heart, okay. I mean shes one of my prized possesions, that girl. Michael: I understand what you mean sir. Papi: Now Steph's my baby girl too, but shes the type of chica you gotta stay away from in order to be straight in my book. No groupie huggin'. Tu Comprendes? Michael: *giggling* Yo Comprendo. After we said our goodbyes to my family, Michael and I (with Jada) headed back to the house. It's been a rough night and Michael and I are getting ready for bed. Michael: How come we could'nt go out with your family? Things would've been just fine, you know. Jada ain't nobody to be ruining your night. Me: I guess. Michael: *looking over at me* Your mad are'nt you? Me: *turining to my side of the bed* No. Michael: Yeah you are. *jumping on the bed* Yeah your mad!!! *tickling me* Are you mad now? huh!!! Me: AHHH!! Stop it Michael. *laughing like crazy* Stop you fathead!!!! Hahaha!!! Michael would'nt stop tickling me and I had to tell him something impotrant! It looks like somebodies standing at our bedroom door. Is it Jada? ...hhahahahahahahaha!!!! Stop tickling me MICHAEL!!! Me: *pinning him down* Will you quit it! Michael: *rolling his neck* Well excuse me. *mumbling* Sombodies got a stank attitude. Me: Sorry babe it's just, I think jada is.... *blowing it off* Naw shes not that crazy. Michael: Nuh-uh I-Ana she is. The crazy girl had a freak'n hissy fit today! Hitting me and crap. In my own car! Shes really not what I thought she was. Me: So why is she here? Michael: Oh gees. Babe I'm really not in the mood for that okay. Lets just go to bed. Me: Well whenever your ready to talk about her you let me know. Michael: Hold on, you cannot be serious. You know I don't want her, and if theres something you got on your pretty little mind you say it. You should'nt be afraid to let me know this kinda stuff. Me: *ignoring him* GoodNight Michael. ~Jada's P.O.V.~ Okay they are officailly asleep, so I have to make my move. I'm at their door but my heart is pounding like an African drum inside my chest. I can't do this!!!! I'm too nevrvous, I'm too scared, I'm.... but Jarome. I know he needs me to do this. To help him get money so he can take care of me like he said he would. *deep breath* I have to prove to my boo Jarome that I'm no punk. So I open the door and crawl on the floor until I reach this hideous fern on the dresser. If Michael was with me instead of her, this room room would look fantabulous, he does'nt know what he's missing. Oh, almost forgot why I was here. I place the camera on the dresser and hide it beneath the leaves. Then.... and then... Somebody is UP!!!!!! My heart drops as Michael gets up and starts walking, squinting and rubbing his big brown eyes. He walks right towards me and just looks down at me. Michael: *yawning* Hey kitty kitty. Wait a second, he is basically a zombie. Relieved I begin to play along. Me: Meow, mow mow, meow. Michael: *petting my back* Sooo *yawing* cute. He heads to the bathroom, he is such a wierdo. I press the record button and start crawling towards the door when I hear Michael's voice coming from the restroom. Michael: Use your litter box Foofy!!! And make me some apple pie soup!! I giggle all the way back to my room. Mission accomplished Jarome baby. I'm gonna take you down Ilyana, cause revenge it a bitch. *evily laughing* MMWHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ~Ilyana's P.O.V.~ Michael: I-Ana, dear, I'm about to leave. Wake up. Me: Ahh! Don't look at me. I look like a monster. Michael: No you don't, you look so beautiful. Cute, pretty, sexy too. Looking real sexy actually. Come on babe I can be a little late today. *kissing my neck* Me: *moaning* Oh, Michael its not the time. Michael: What? Come on Love, you know you to. *kissing lower* Me: *pulling him up* No. Michael: Whats wrong? Me: Nothing I'm just in real bad shape today. My whole body is ache'n. Michael: *biting his lips* Let me ease your pain then. Me: *smiling* I think I need to go to the hospital. Michael: I'll be your doctor Me: Not funny... Michael: *smiling* I'll be gentle He rubbed my shoulders and my back. He knew what he was taking advantage of me, and he knew I liked it. He laid me down on my stomach and unhooked my bra for me. I was getting in to it too. Me: mmm, hey michael get the oil. Michael: Already got it. He squirted some into his hands and pressed on my tense areas. He sat on my butt and took off his shirt. Me: I know what your doing here. Michael:*gigggling* What? What am I doing? I'm just trying to ease your pain baby. Me: Tryna give it to me when you know I'm hurt'n Mich- Michael: Dr. Jackson to you little lady. I turn on my back and wrap my arms around his neck. Me: You know you gotta be somewhere. Michael: Say no more. *biting his lips* Let me... *taking off my night gown* give you some sweet medicine. Me:*whispering into his ear* I can handle the giving, but can you handle the take? Michael: Is that a challenge? Me: It is! I pull Michael's face to mine and we just make basically make love to each other's lips. Michael wastes no time and in seconds we are both naked. He raises my legs up and rests them on his shoulders while rubbing my breasts softly. Michael pushes himself in me, immdiately he starts moving his hips in a big circle, making sure all my weak body gets a taste of that vaccine known as Michael. Even though Michaels in a rush that does'nt keep him from caressing, sucking and kissing every inch of my body. His sexys groans and deep circular thrusts pushes into orgasmic shivers all ready. Me: *whinning* Mich- Michael: Dr. Jackson... Me: *whinning* Be gentle. Michael: *groaning* I-Ana, it'll be quick. Me: But Dr. Jackson... Michael: Shh, shh. Let me cater to you. *smiling* Before I can anwser he spreads my legs and slowly sticks his tongue in my clit and I cry out. He flicks my clit playfully and my head unvoluntarily cocks back in pleasure. He's so dirty today! The more he sucks my clit I orverflow and my juices flow from me like a river of ecstacy. My moans turn into screams and I love it! Me: Yes!! YES!!! Dr. Jackson!!!! I grab his head and push him in deeper. Instead of fast and quick he moves his wet tongue slowly. Making me quiver in orgasm after orgasm. "Quick" turned into 30 minutes and his chaffuer begins to repeatedly beep for him. Michael: *jumping up* I gotta go! Michael runs to the bathroom, washes his face and freshens himself up. My legs are still spread open and my pussy lips are so wet, and just begging for him to come back. Me: *moans* No, Michael stay. Michael: Sorry babe, later I promise! Angrily I wave as Michael goes off to the studio. I really wish he was here. While Michael and I were getting sexy I was fine. Michael can do that to a girl, but now my body is back to normal, and completely in pain. My head hurts and I have cramps EVRYWHERE. UHHH!! What is wrong with me. I called Michael and he gave me his mother's number, so she could help me. I've never met her and I wish these were'nt the circumstances we have to meet under but there is no way Michael can leave the studio. Apparently, they are in the middle of "A Hit". They better be! Mrs. Katherine? I think I can trust her. Mrs. Katherine: You ready to go dear? Me: Yes ma'am. Let me get my bag. We got into the limo and she just started talking. I love the way she is so calm and shy but can still able to conversate with me easily. Kinda like Michael. Mrs. Katherine: You don't have to worry anymore dear, this doctor I'm taking you to helped me through all my pregnacies. Me: Oh thats great, how long have you known hi..... Wait, I'm sorry did you say, Preganancies? Mrs. Katherine: Of course sweetie. Your face is flushed green, but you still have that motherly radiant glow. Your arms are crossed with your hands on your shoulders, and you only do that when your confused. It's okay to be confused you know. Me: Wait, how do you know that I do that Mrs. Katherine? Mrs. Katherine: Michael tells me all about you. All the time. *smiling* And sweetie I can clearly see that you are pregnant. Me: *faintly smiling* Oh Mrs. Katherine.... The doctor took some tests and the whole time Mrs. Katherine was smiling at me. She was so absolutely positive I was pregnant, but I'm not so sure about it. Me: So, what does it say? Doc. Oc: That Mrs. Katherine was one-hundred percent right. You are 1 month pregnant. Are you happy or what?!!?! Me: *shocked* ............. Mrs Katherine: Oh I just have to tell everyone that your having a baby! Janet, Marlon, Jackie, and Michael! Oh yes, we must tell Michael!!! Ohh, my baby is having a baby! ***********1 month later************ Take being pregant for 2 MONTHS!!!! This is serious crap! I mean I guess I'm glad, more shocked than glad. I begged Mrs. Katherine to let me tell Michael and she agreed, but I still have'nt told. Mrs. K has been stopping by evryday to told me she wished we had waited until we were wedded to start building a family and despite that she is really excited. If anybody wouyld've told me that before I would've ignored them, but now that I'm pregnt I too wished we had waited. I am going through some serious pain right now. I am having the worst cramps of my life! I don't even get this bad on my period! I had mad cravings for Thai food and since earlier toaday Michael let the maids and butler's off he had to go out and pick it up for me. He's been gone for a while and I'm getting tired, so frustarted and in pain I'm about to fall asleep, when my door opens slowly...... ~Jada's P.O.V.~ Nobodies home cause Mrs. Katherine has'nt come by today and Michael's off picking up Fat ole' Ilyana some food. So it's the perfect time to let Jarome know that I can bring him the video camera. Jarome: Handle your business Ma. Jada: Alright baby, I'll be right over once I get the camera and the tape. Okay. Jarome: Coo, see ya in lil while. I crack open the door and peek around the hallways. It's practically deserted. Nobodies here except me! This'll be easy, so I waltz in and get start whistling. ~Too-loo-woo-woo~ Ilyana: What're you doing in here? Me: *gasp* WHAT!!!??!! Shes not supossed to be here!!! I stop dead in my tracks and rack my brain for an answer. DAMMIT!!! I can't think of a good lie at all!!!! Ilyana: *getting up* I said what're you doing in this room? Jada: ............ ________________________________________________________________ Thanks for reading, I know I've been gone, forget cause I'm back!!! I'm Back!!! YAY!!! Thanks again and to get the next part this part needs at least 10+ votes!!! LOVE YOU MJ!!! -MyaNekol
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