*May 4th, 1988. siku before the wedding*
"Okay and then wewe shall say your vows, exchange rings and then kiss and be on your way!" alisema the minister. Michael and I and our family came to the church we are marrying in to do the rehearsal before the night is out. Tomorrow is mine and Michael's wedding. His arm is healed, my hair has shortened to shoulder length with chokoleti low-lights and bleach blonde high-lights, Michael's look hasn't changed, and everything for the wedding is ready and prepared for tomorrow. I can't believe it's finally here. Michael and I are getting married tomorrow! Michael and I shook hands with the minister and we were all dismissed out of the church.
"Should we get something to eat before we separate for the night, baby?" asked Michael. "Sure. Where ever wewe want to go." We decided we wanted to go to The Cheesecake Factory and just have some dessert. Michael ordered the Vanilla maharage, maharagwe cheesecake and I ordered tiramisu cheesecake. As usual, when Michel and I go out in public together (which is EXTREMELY little) we get attacked with maswali kwa papparizzi and mashabiki want pictures and blah blah blah. So these two little girls walk up to us and ask,"Are wewe Michael Jackson and Evanescence?" we both nodded our heads and smiled at them They were so adorable.
"Can we have a picture with you? Pleeaase?" alisema the one girl. We couldn't help but say yes to the sweet little faces. Their mother held up the camera and we each had a child on our laps and smiled, holding the children tight to us. "Thank wewe Evanescence! Thank wewe Michael Jackson!" alisema the girls. We both alisema good-bye and waved to them as they skipped with glee, holding hands and left the restaurant.
"They were too cute. So precious." alisema Michael, taking a small bite of his cheesecake. "Yeah. They really were adorable. Maybe we'll have a girl just as beautiful as them." "Well with your perfection, I don't see how we couldn't" alisema Michael, giving me a wink as I shockingly blushed at his comment. I have grown used to Michael complimenting me so I don't understand why I am blushing all of a sudden.
After we finished our cheesecake and left, Michael and I went back nyumbani so he could pack his bag to stay with his sister, Janet, for the night. I didn't want Michael to leave but we wanted to keep the tradition of the groom and bride sleeping apart. I assisted Michael with his clothes and helped him make sure he had everything. We headed downstairs and waited for Janet in the kithen. When we finally heard Janet pull up to the driveway and honk, we both went into depression. "I'll see wewe tomorrow." alisema Michael "I'll be the one white." "That's pretty convincing." I giggled at Michael's maoni and hugged him tightly. I didn't want to forget how warm he felt against my chest.
After we released each other's grip from the hug, Michael starred into my eyes as I did so to him. He started to carress the side of my face and glide his fingers across my lips. I closed my eyes and kissed each of his finger tips as his fingers slid them across my mouth. When Michael finally put his whole hand on my cheek, he whispered softly, "I wish I could stay with wewe for a while. wewe look so beautiful tonight. You're eyes are so beautiful. You're mouth is so sweet. A lot of people don't understand me, but that's because they don't know me at all. They don't know how much I need you. God, I need you. I upendo wewe so much" I was touched kwa what Michael alisema to me. I couldn't help but pull him in for one kiss.
"I upendo you" I alisema just before he smashed his lips against mine. He was getting excited with every touch and every time our lips would lock together. "Just one zaidi time" Michael whispered as we continued to kiss. "One zaidi time what?" "Let me make upendo to wewe one zaidi time while we're still like this." he moaned inbetween our kiss as he was pushing me towards the jikoni counter and taking a grip at the front of my jeans. "No, Michael. wewe have to go. We don't have time" "Please. Let me upendo you. I want wewe so much" he was moaning while sliding me up on juu of the counter and pulling his waist in between my open legs. "Michael, stop. wewe have to go. I'll be completely yours tomorrow. wewe can have your way with me tomorrow night. I promise." I said, pulling myself off the counter
He wasn't happy but he knew I was right. There was no time and Janet was waiting for him. "Tomorrow is our day. It'll be perfect." I alisema as I gave him one last hug. "I upendo you, Michael." he didn't say anything. Just gave me a kiss on the forehead and smiled. I watched as he grabbed his bag and headed out the door. I ran after him to walk him to the car and send him off. "Wait! Michael!" he sat in the passenger kiti, kiti cha of the car and rolled down the window. I stuck my head in and gave one zaidi kiss and my "T" mkufu I always wore that he gave me when we were children. "I'll still be with wewe as long as wewe have this necklace." Michael smiled and gave me a kiss on the cheek and said,"Thank you. I upendo wewe too. See wewe tomorrow" and they drove away.
After they drove away, I headed inside and went upstairs to take a shower. It was nine o'clock and I needed to clean up before I head to bed. I took a nice, long, hot kuoga then dried my hair and laid down. I was shocked kwa how exhausted I felt. I figured kwa how excited I am for tomorrow that I would be wide awake but every dakika I felt my eye lids getting heavier and heavier. I was thankful I actually was tired. Because then that means I could get better beauty sleep. And Lord knows I need it.
I could feel myself drifting further and further into a slumber. I didn't fight it because this is what I wanted. Within seconds, I knew I was asleep. And before I know it, I'll be waking up tomorrow morning, getting ready to marry Michael Jospeh Jackson.
"Okay and then wewe shall say your vows, exchange rings and then kiss and be on your way!" alisema the minister. Michael and I and our family came to the church we are marrying in to do the rehearsal before the night is out. Tomorrow is mine and Michael's wedding. His arm is healed, my hair has shortened to shoulder length with chokoleti low-lights and bleach blonde high-lights, Michael's look hasn't changed, and everything for the wedding is ready and prepared for tomorrow. I can't believe it's finally here. Michael and I are getting married tomorrow! Michael and I shook hands with the minister and we were all dismissed out of the church.
"Should we get something to eat before we separate for the night, baby?" asked Michael. "Sure. Where ever wewe want to go." We decided we wanted to go to The Cheesecake Factory and just have some dessert. Michael ordered the Vanilla maharage, maharagwe cheesecake and I ordered tiramisu cheesecake. As usual, when Michel and I go out in public together (which is EXTREMELY little) we get attacked with maswali kwa papparizzi and mashabiki want pictures and blah blah blah. So these two little girls walk up to us and ask,"Are wewe Michael Jackson and Evanescence?" we both nodded our heads and smiled at them They were so adorable.
"Can we have a picture with you? Pleeaase?" alisema the one girl. We couldn't help but say yes to the sweet little faces. Their mother held up the camera and we each had a child on our laps and smiled, holding the children tight to us. "Thank wewe Evanescence! Thank wewe Michael Jackson!" alisema the girls. We both alisema good-bye and waved to them as they skipped with glee, holding hands and left the restaurant.
"They were too cute. So precious." alisema Michael, taking a small bite of his cheesecake. "Yeah. They really were adorable. Maybe we'll have a girl just as beautiful as them." "Well with your perfection, I don't see how we couldn't" alisema Michael, giving me a wink as I shockingly blushed at his comment. I have grown used to Michael complimenting me so I don't understand why I am blushing all of a sudden.
After we finished our cheesecake and left, Michael and I went back nyumbani so he could pack his bag to stay with his sister, Janet, for the night. I didn't want Michael to leave but we wanted to keep the tradition of the groom and bride sleeping apart. I assisted Michael with his clothes and helped him make sure he had everything. We headed downstairs and waited for Janet in the kithen. When we finally heard Janet pull up to the driveway and honk, we both went into depression. "I'll see wewe tomorrow." alisema Michael "I'll be the one white." "That's pretty convincing." I giggled at Michael's maoni and hugged him tightly. I didn't want to forget how warm he felt against my chest.
After we released each other's grip from the hug, Michael starred into my eyes as I did so to him. He started to carress the side of my face and glide his fingers across my lips. I closed my eyes and kissed each of his finger tips as his fingers slid them across my mouth. When Michael finally put his whole hand on my cheek, he whispered softly, "I wish I could stay with wewe for a while. wewe look so beautiful tonight. You're eyes are so beautiful. You're mouth is so sweet. A lot of people don't understand me, but that's because they don't know me at all. They don't know how much I need you. God, I need you. I upendo wewe so much" I was touched kwa what Michael alisema to me. I couldn't help but pull him in for one kiss.
"I upendo you" I alisema just before he smashed his lips against mine. He was getting excited with every touch and every time our lips would lock together. "Just one zaidi time" Michael whispered as we continued to kiss. "One zaidi time what?" "Let me make upendo to wewe one zaidi time while we're still like this." he moaned inbetween our kiss as he was pushing me towards the jikoni counter and taking a grip at the front of my jeans. "No, Michael. wewe have to go. We don't have time" "Please. Let me upendo you. I want wewe so much" he was moaning while sliding me up on juu of the counter and pulling his waist in between my open legs. "Michael, stop. wewe have to go. I'll be completely yours tomorrow. wewe can have your way with me tomorrow night. I promise." I said, pulling myself off the counter
He wasn't happy but he knew I was right. There was no time and Janet was waiting for him. "Tomorrow is our day. It'll be perfect." I alisema as I gave him one last hug. "I upendo you, Michael." he didn't say anything. Just gave me a kiss on the forehead and smiled. I watched as he grabbed his bag and headed out the door. I ran after him to walk him to the car and send him off. "Wait! Michael!" he sat in the passenger kiti, kiti cha of the car and rolled down the window. I stuck my head in and gave one zaidi kiss and my "T" mkufu I always wore that he gave me when we were children. "I'll still be with wewe as long as wewe have this necklace." Michael smiled and gave me a kiss on the cheek and said,"Thank you. I upendo wewe too. See wewe tomorrow" and they drove away.
After they drove away, I headed inside and went upstairs to take a shower. It was nine o'clock and I needed to clean up before I head to bed. I took a nice, long, hot kuoga then dried my hair and laid down. I was shocked kwa how exhausted I felt. I figured kwa how excited I am for tomorrow that I would be wide awake but every dakika I felt my eye lids getting heavier and heavier. I was thankful I actually was tired. Because then that means I could get better beauty sleep. And Lord knows I need it.
I could feel myself drifting further and further into a slumber. I didn't fight it because this is what I wanted. Within seconds, I knew I was asleep. And before I know it, I'll be waking up tomorrow morning, getting ready to marry Michael Jospeh Jackson.
