"What do wewe mean?" Michael asked confused. "What i mean is...." Ileana voice trailed off. "What is it Ileanna?? whatever it is im sure its nothing."Michael reasured her. Ileanna took a deep breath. "You promise wewe wont be mad?" Ileanna asked. "I promise, nothing wewe do could ever make me mad." Michael alisema as he sat inayofuata to her on the couch. "Michael....im pregnent." Ileanna said. Michael's mouth slgihtly fell open. "Wow..thats..thats." Michael's voice trailed off. "You're mad arent you?" Ileanna said, as she felt tears swell in her eyeslids. "No no im not mad Ileanna please dont cry." Michael alisema as he put his arm around her and kissed her on the forehead. Ileanna sniffled, "Im sorry...it just what are we suppose to do now?" Ileanna asked. "Ill tell wewe what we are going to do, me and wewe are going to raise this child together." Michael smiled. "You really mean that?" Ileanna asked. "I meant every word." Michael alisema as he kissed Ileanna passionatly.
The inayofuata Day......
"Are wewe serious Mike?!" Frank exclaimed "Yes im serious!" Michael shot back. "Ok what the hell are we supposed to do with a pregnent woman on the tour?" Frank alisema frustrated. "Ok look i understand me and Ileanna made a mistake but that is my child and wheather wewe like it au not, Ileanna is staying with us." Michael alisema through his teeth. "Hey im your boss, and what i say goes." Frank alisema sternly. Michael's jaw tighten. "Perhaps your forgetting the fact that im YOUR boss and i can moto wewe within 2 seconds." Michael sneered. Frank swallowed hard. "You wouldnt do that i know wewe wouldnt." Frank replied. "Oh i can, if i fired my own father theres nothing that would stop me from firing wewe as well." Michael alisema coldly. "Ok ok she can stay but wewe know if wewe have a pregnent woman on the tour its going to cause alot of rumors." Frank said. "Does it look like i give a shit? the media can kiss my punda they dont anything that goes on in my life." Michael alisema sternly as he stormed out of the trailer towards the arena. Frank just stood at the window and shook his head.
zaidi than a mwezi has gone by, Michael and Ileanna are now in Atlanta Georgia. Back in Ileanna's hometown Jake sits in his nyumbani looking on the computers, papers anything that could possiably lead to Ileanna.
"Where the hell could she be?" Jake alisema aloud to himself as he paced back and forth. "I need her!!!I need her!!!!" Jake screamed as he punched a hole in the wall. As Jake made his way to the kitanda a commerical came on tv advertising Michael Jackson's tour, and inaonyesha some backstage footage from the tour. While watching something stuck out and caught Jake's eye. Since it was on the televisheni and he couldnt rewind it, later that night he looked up on his laptop and found the exact same video. He then fast forwarded to the part that caught his eye. He fast forwarded to the part where michael is rushing to his trailer, in the doorway of the trailer stood a young woman, jake quickly hit pause. "I found wewe now, and im going to get back what i deserve." Jake alisema coldly once he realized it was Ileanna. "Nobody can upendo her but me, not even Michael can upendo her." Jake alisema coldly to himself.
Back in Atlanta, Georgia.........
"Ok thats enough rehearsing for Bad lets work on The way wewe make me feel." Michael said. As final prepration were put together before rehearsing The way wewe make me feel, Michael noticed that Miranda, the dancer wasnt there. "Has anyone seen Miranda?" Michael alisema sounding a little frusterated. "Im here! sorry im late...i just had to freshen up..if wewe know what i mean." Miranda alisema not taking her eyes off michael. Michael gave Miranda an evil look, "I honestly thought i couldnt possiably hate this bitch, kahaba anymore than i already do." Michael alisema to himself. Ever since they broke up over a mwaka ago, Miranda has done nothing but try and seduce michael, Michael had Lost count on how many times Miranda tired to rape him. "Ugh...why didnt i moto this bitch, kahaba when i had the chance." Michael alisema under his breath.. "Um excuse me? What was that?" Miranda asked. "Why do wewe wanna know?" Michael alisema coldly. "Because...i care about you..and i wanna know." Miranda replied as she put her finger and began to play with michael's juu button on his shirt. "Get your hands off of me." Michael alisema sternly. "Ohh i upendo it when your serious...it turns me on." Miranda alisema seductivly. Michael slapped her hand away. "Bitch keep your fucking hands off of me!" Michael exclaimed. Miranda's mouth fell open. "Excuse me? who are wewe calling a bitch?" Mirand alisema as she placed her hands on her hips. "Oh did i say bitch...im so sorry i meant slut." Michael alisema rudely. "How dare you!" Miranda exclaimed. Michael just stood there, giving Miranda the most evilest glare. "You know michael me and wewe could have been great together, we could of had a child together, wewe ruined it now." Miranda alisema as she began to put on the please feel sorry for me cause i have nothing else better to do face. "Aint going to hurt me none because i have already found the woman of my dreams and we are expecting a child anyways, now shut up and get ready for rehearsal au your going to be out of a job." Michael alisema sternly..................................
Part 14 coming soon, hopefully ill be able to get it out sometime tonight hopefully. :) Hold on tight the story is going to get even better from here.
The inayofuata Day......
"Are wewe serious Mike?!" Frank exclaimed "Yes im serious!" Michael shot back. "Ok what the hell are we supposed to do with a pregnent woman on the tour?" Frank alisema frustrated. "Ok look i understand me and Ileanna made a mistake but that is my child and wheather wewe like it au not, Ileanna is staying with us." Michael alisema through his teeth. "Hey im your boss, and what i say goes." Frank alisema sternly. Michael's jaw tighten. "Perhaps your forgetting the fact that im YOUR boss and i can moto wewe within 2 seconds." Michael sneered. Frank swallowed hard. "You wouldnt do that i know wewe wouldnt." Frank replied. "Oh i can, if i fired my own father theres nothing that would stop me from firing wewe as well." Michael alisema coldly. "Ok ok she can stay but wewe know if wewe have a pregnent woman on the tour its going to cause alot of rumors." Frank said. "Does it look like i give a shit? the media can kiss my punda they dont anything that goes on in my life." Michael alisema sternly as he stormed out of the trailer towards the arena. Frank just stood at the window and shook his head.
zaidi than a mwezi has gone by, Michael and Ileanna are now in Atlanta Georgia. Back in Ileanna's hometown Jake sits in his nyumbani looking on the computers, papers anything that could possiably lead to Ileanna.
"Where the hell could she be?" Jake alisema aloud to himself as he paced back and forth. "I need her!!!I need her!!!!" Jake screamed as he punched a hole in the wall. As Jake made his way to the kitanda a commerical came on tv advertising Michael Jackson's tour, and inaonyesha some backstage footage from the tour. While watching something stuck out and caught Jake's eye. Since it was on the televisheni and he couldnt rewind it, later that night he looked up on his laptop and found the exact same video. He then fast forwarded to the part that caught his eye. He fast forwarded to the part where michael is rushing to his trailer, in the doorway of the trailer stood a young woman, jake quickly hit pause. "I found wewe now, and im going to get back what i deserve." Jake alisema coldly once he realized it was Ileanna. "Nobody can upendo her but me, not even Michael can upendo her." Jake alisema coldly to himself.
Back in Atlanta, Georgia.........
"Ok thats enough rehearsing for Bad lets work on The way wewe make me feel." Michael said. As final prepration were put together before rehearsing The way wewe make me feel, Michael noticed that Miranda, the dancer wasnt there. "Has anyone seen Miranda?" Michael alisema sounding a little frusterated. "Im here! sorry im late...i just had to freshen up..if wewe know what i mean." Miranda alisema not taking her eyes off michael. Michael gave Miranda an evil look, "I honestly thought i couldnt possiably hate this bitch, kahaba anymore than i already do." Michael alisema to himself. Ever since they broke up over a mwaka ago, Miranda has done nothing but try and seduce michael, Michael had Lost count on how many times Miranda tired to rape him. "Ugh...why didnt i moto this bitch, kahaba when i had the chance." Michael alisema under his breath.. "Um excuse me? What was that?" Miranda asked. "Why do wewe wanna know?" Michael alisema coldly. "Because...i care about you..and i wanna know." Miranda replied as she put her finger and began to play with michael's juu button on his shirt. "Get your hands off of me." Michael alisema sternly. "Ohh i upendo it when your serious...it turns me on." Miranda alisema seductivly. Michael slapped her hand away. "Bitch keep your fucking hands off of me!" Michael exclaimed. Miranda's mouth fell open. "Excuse me? who are wewe calling a bitch?" Mirand alisema as she placed her hands on her hips. "Oh did i say bitch...im so sorry i meant slut." Michael alisema rudely. "How dare you!" Miranda exclaimed. Michael just stood there, giving Miranda the most evilest glare. "You know michael me and wewe could have been great together, we could of had a child together, wewe ruined it now." Miranda alisema as she began to put on the please feel sorry for me cause i have nothing else better to do face. "Aint going to hurt me none because i have already found the woman of my dreams and we are expecting a child anyways, now shut up and get ready for rehearsal au your going to be out of a job." Michael alisema sternly..................................
Part 14 coming soon, hopefully ill be able to get it out sometime tonight hopefully. :) Hold on tight the story is going to get even better from here.