Once we were nyumbani again, Michael was feeling still down after what had happened.
"Michael, forget about it, please?" I begged. Michael walked over to his kitanda and sat down, burying his head in his hands. He sighed.
"I can't, that wasn't a good place for someone your age to be.." Michael replied with a frown.
"I'm ok, it's wewe I'm worried about. Those guys were awful, they shouldn't have done that to you..!" I told him, sitting down on the kitanda inayofuata to him and stroking his back. Michael looked up at me, tears in his eyes.
"I hate being like this in front of you, but my emotions and everything are all over the damn place.." Michael confessed.
"I understand Michael, wewe are the biggest nyota in the world, you're gonna have problems like this.." I comforted him. He wiped his tears away.
"I just want them to stop with it. I don't like lies. I hate being humiliated like this, I hate it!" Michael yelled out of anger, making me jump.
"Sorry.. I didn't mean to shout, I shouldn't be concentrating on me. It's your birthday soon after all, I need to plan for that too." Michael said, forcing a smile and patting my head gently.
"You don't need to worry about me Michael, my birthday present is being best Marafiki with you.." I smiled. Michael's smile was now natural and not forced.
"Aww, that's sweet, thank wewe Becky." Michael replied. I giggled, then Michael looked at his watch.
"Gosh! Look at the time! wewe better go to kitanda Becky!" Michael giggled. I jumped up from the kitanda and Michael took my hand and brought me to my room.
"Michael?" I asked.
"Yes, Princess?" Michael smiled. I loved when he called me Princess. I found it real sweet.
"What was it like growing up with your parents living with you?" I asked.
"Well.. It was nice. I liked it. We had our ups and downs but... It was sweet. Why do wewe ask?" Michael asked.
"Well...I haven't seen my mum au dad..Or any of my family, au friends.. For years now.." I frowned. Then I realised what I had alisema sounded mean to Michael.
"No, no, don't get me wrong, you're enough for me Michael, but, y'know.. I just.." I started saying.
"I get it, wewe don't need to explain yourself.." Michael smiled, "I get that wewe miss your family a lot." He added.
"I do.." I frowned, tears filling my eyes. I didn't want to onyesha Michael I was upset so I looked away from Michael, but he knew what I was doing.
"Don't cry, please, don't cry.. Be happy, be happy, smile.." Michael comforted me. I tried to stop crying because it looked unfair for Michael, almost as if I wasn't happy to be living with him, but that wasn't the case.
"Michael.. I upendo being with you, so, so much. wewe know that right?" I asked.
"Of course I do. And I also understand that wewe wanna see your family, it's understandable. Don't worry, don't cry, be happy." Michael told me, wiping my tears away and pressing my lips gently with his fingers to make my mouth look as if it were smiling.
"Michael!" I giggled, playfully slapping his arm to get him off me.
"Heehee.. Sorry.. Anyway, it's getting late. Goodnight Princess." Michael smiled. I snuggled down in my bed.
"Goodnight Michael." I whispered. He bent down and kissed my forehead and then walked to the door. He blew a kiss and closed the door, turning the light off first. I zoned out after that.
(Hope wewe guys are liking the story so far, I'll try and write new chapters zaidi often now♥)
"Michael, forget about it, please?" I begged. Michael walked over to his kitanda and sat down, burying his head in his hands. He sighed.
"I can't, that wasn't a good place for someone your age to be.." Michael replied with a frown.
"I'm ok, it's wewe I'm worried about. Those guys were awful, they shouldn't have done that to you..!" I told him, sitting down on the kitanda inayofuata to him and stroking his back. Michael looked up at me, tears in his eyes.
"I hate being like this in front of you, but my emotions and everything are all over the damn place.." Michael confessed.
"I understand Michael, wewe are the biggest nyota in the world, you're gonna have problems like this.." I comforted him. He wiped his tears away.
"I just want them to stop with it. I don't like lies. I hate being humiliated like this, I hate it!" Michael yelled out of anger, making me jump.
"Sorry.. I didn't mean to shout, I shouldn't be concentrating on me. It's your birthday soon after all, I need to plan for that too." Michael said, forcing a smile and patting my head gently.
"You don't need to worry about me Michael, my birthday present is being best Marafiki with you.." I smiled. Michael's smile was now natural and not forced.
"Aww, that's sweet, thank wewe Becky." Michael replied. I giggled, then Michael looked at his watch.
"Gosh! Look at the time! wewe better go to kitanda Becky!" Michael giggled. I jumped up from the kitanda and Michael took my hand and brought me to my room.
"Michael?" I asked.
"Yes, Princess?" Michael smiled. I loved when he called me Princess. I found it real sweet.
"What was it like growing up with your parents living with you?" I asked.
"Well.. It was nice. I liked it. We had our ups and downs but... It was sweet. Why do wewe ask?" Michael asked.
"Well...I haven't seen my mum au dad..Or any of my family, au friends.. For years now.." I frowned. Then I realised what I had alisema sounded mean to Michael.
"No, no, don't get me wrong, you're enough for me Michael, but, y'know.. I just.." I started saying.
"I get it, wewe don't need to explain yourself.." Michael smiled, "I get that wewe miss your family a lot." He added.
"I do.." I frowned, tears filling my eyes. I didn't want to onyesha Michael I was upset so I looked away from Michael, but he knew what I was doing.
"Don't cry, please, don't cry.. Be happy, be happy, smile.." Michael comforted me. I tried to stop crying because it looked unfair for Michael, almost as if I wasn't happy to be living with him, but that wasn't the case.
"Michael.. I upendo being with you, so, so much. wewe know that right?" I asked.
"Of course I do. And I also understand that wewe wanna see your family, it's understandable. Don't worry, don't cry, be happy." Michael told me, wiping my tears away and pressing my lips gently with his fingers to make my mouth look as if it were smiling.
"Michael!" I giggled, playfully slapping his arm to get him off me.
"Heehee.. Sorry.. Anyway, it's getting late. Goodnight Princess." Michael smiled. I snuggled down in my bed.
"Goodnight Michael." I whispered. He bent down and kissed my forehead and then walked to the door. He blew a kiss and closed the door, turning the light off first. I zoned out after that.
(Hope wewe guys are liking the story so far, I'll try and write new chapters zaidi often now♥)
Michael and Quincy sat in the room, listening to the tapes that were recorded just a few hours ago. It was unclear what Quincy thought, but Michael felt the grown up and disco feel it had. " This is gonna sell." He mumbled excitedly. Quincy nodded in agreement before standing up. " hujambo Mike, I gotta go, my wife Peggy is waiting for me. And so is her shrimp, kamba gumbo. See ya later Funky." He left.
Now I was alone, with nobody to be found. So, I packed up everything and left. Mother was probably get worried, so I called my driver to get me home, since my car was in the duka getting repainted.
Now I was alone, with nobody to be found. So, I packed up everything and left. Mother was probably get worried, so I called my driver to get me home, since my car was in the duka getting repainted.
Dear Michael Jackson
I know wewe aren't here with us now, and heaven took wewe to soon. If only wewe could read this, I want wewe to know that we your mashabiki will never forget wewe au your amazing legacy. I continue to play your muziki in my car, and when I am at nyumbani at times. wewe run across my mind everyday, and not a siku goes kwa that I don't think about wewe au your amazing legacy. Your muziki pulls me out of my darkest hours, and brightens them, and I am so blessed I met so many people here at the Michael Jackson fanpop Club. I am uandishi from my heart, and I just want wewe to know how much we upendo and miss wewe Michael.
~ Love, Cody.
I know wewe aren't here with us now, and heaven took wewe to soon. If only wewe could read this, I want wewe to know that we your mashabiki will never forget wewe au your amazing legacy. I continue to play your muziki in my car, and when I am at nyumbani at times. wewe run across my mind everyday, and not a siku goes kwa that I don't think about wewe au your amazing legacy. Your muziki pulls me out of my darkest hours, and brightens them, and I am so blessed I met so many people here at the Michael Jackson fanpop Club. I am uandishi from my heart, and I just want wewe to know how much we upendo and miss wewe Michael.
~ Love, Cody.