“Who was that?” I asked.
“Oh, nobody just a bill collector.” she a dit casually. How did your recording session go?”
“It was great.” I replied, s’embrasser her.
“That’s great, baby.”
“Happy anniversary.” I said, handing her a box.
“Ooooh, what is it, baby?” she asked, clasping her hands together.
“Open it “, I a dit with a smile.
She opened the box and gasped. “Oh, Michael! I l’amour it! They are so beautiful! Thank you, baby!” she cried and she put on the 3 karat diamond earrings.
“I’m glad that toi l’amour them, Jazzy and I arranged for us to have dîner at the Ivy at 8:00pm.”
“Tonight?”
I gave her an incredulous look. “Yeah, it’s our anniversary, remember? Why do toi have other plans that I should know about?”
“No, I just have an um... an errand that I have to take care of first.” she a dit and kissed me on the cheek. “I’ll be back.”
I sighed as I watched her get in her blue Escalade and drive away. Lately she had been jouer la comédie shady, coming accueil at 1am ou sometimes not coming accueil at all. She would always lie about her whereabouts and why she was late. ou she would have the servants do her dirty work for her. Sometimes her Friends would lie for her too. Soon it was 8:00 and she was still not back. I never thought that she would commit infidelity. Hot tears sprang to my eyes. Who was her lover? Was it her friend, “Alex?” ou the mailman? Who is it?
Michael Jackson;
A great Mind,
There's only one of its Kind,
A great Heart,
Forever dear to us as he played his Part,
A voice like no Other,
His musique much like a secret Lover,
His talent Unique,
No other could ever copy his Technique,
king of pop,
The titre of respect; musique Rocks
Him they Misunderstood,
But regardless,on his feet he stood,
Him they Misjudged,
But at heart, he was loved,
Michael Jackson we Love,
He was as Precious as a fragile dove,
Michael Jackson we Miss,
Blessed with him we were,
Michael Jackson a living legend,
Michael Jackson we will never forget
xx R.I.P michaell!
l’amour youxxx
A great Mind,
There's only one of its Kind,
A great Heart,
Forever dear to us as he played his Part,
A voice like no Other,
His musique much like a secret Lover,
His talent Unique,
No other could ever copy his Technique,
king of pop,
The titre of respect; musique Rocks
Him they Misunderstood,
But regardless,on his feet he stood,
Him they Misjudged,
But at heart, he was loved,
Michael Jackson we Love,
He was as Precious as a fragile dove,
Michael Jackson we Miss,
Blessed with him we were,
Michael Jackson a living legend,
Michael Jackson we will never forget
xx R.I.P michaell!
l’amour youxxx
As she got up and started getting ready for the Michael Jackson Signing she could'nt help but cry that her family had nothing to do with her, Her dad was abusive and her sibling were horrible. Just as Audriey finished Getting ready Tahlia pulled up in the Drive way, suddenly Audreiy Heard a Knock the Door, Audriey was to scrade to open the door incase in was her Ex boyfriend
To be continued....
Let me know what i should add onto the story
