~Michael's POV~
I looked at her, horrified. "Wait...your...missing father?"
"I-I think so...he, he always had those god-aweful blue eyes..."
I couldn't take all this in. I think she must have sensed my unease.
"You have to go! Before it's too late."
"I can't, Jade. I'm supposed to be here for a week...And I have no car to go anywhere..."
~Jade's POV~
Hmm...A week...with Michael? That didn't sound so bad. I've been waiting for company...how long?...always having to keep people away, though. But no matter how hard I would try to get him to leave, I knew he wouldn't leave. That protective look in his eyes warned me well of that.
"You should go get some sleep. There's a spare room on this floor. I'll get your suite case from downstairs for you." I smiled.
"Oh no, it's fine. I'll get it. And I am a little tired." He yawned. "Ouch." He touched his lip where the gash was.
"Come here." I pulled his chin a little closer to my face and studied the gash. Our eyes met, and my cœur, coeur skipped a beat. "Lets go downstairs, I have some cloth and some stuff that'll heal that cut right up." I smiled at him. He smiled back.
We headed down the stairs.
"AH!" Michael yelled.
"WHAT?!?!" I turned around to find him La Reine des Neiges on the steps.
"I felt something fuzzy against my leg!" His eyes were La Reine des Neiges straight ahead. I started laughing.
"That, haha, was my cat." I covered my mouth with my hand, but couldn't stop laughing.
He glared at me in a teasing way, and my cat meowed.
"That was not funny." He couldn't hide his smile.
We both were laughing par the time we hit the first floor, when I saw something out of the corner of my eye. Against the window, written in red. It said:
Insanity-Is around the corner
"Oh my god." Michael breathed.
I felt a headache coming on. I realized that the écriture was written from the inside of the house.
Whatever wrote that...must still be in here.
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Oooh cliffhanger! (; Part 5 coming soon!
I looked at her, horrified. "Wait...your...missing father?"
"I-I think so...he, he always had those god-aweful blue eyes..."
I couldn't take all this in. I think she must have sensed my unease.
"You have to go! Before it's too late."
"I can't, Jade. I'm supposed to be here for a week...And I have no car to go anywhere..."
~Jade's POV~
Hmm...A week...with Michael? That didn't sound so bad. I've been waiting for company...how long?...always having to keep people away, though. But no matter how hard I would try to get him to leave, I knew he wouldn't leave. That protective look in his eyes warned me well of that.
"You should go get some sleep. There's a spare room on this floor. I'll get your suite case from downstairs for you." I smiled.
"Oh no, it's fine. I'll get it. And I am a little tired." He yawned. "Ouch." He touched his lip where the gash was.
"Come here." I pulled his chin a little closer to my face and studied the gash. Our eyes met, and my cœur, coeur skipped a beat. "Lets go downstairs, I have some cloth and some stuff that'll heal that cut right up." I smiled at him. He smiled back.
We headed down the stairs.
"AH!" Michael yelled.
"WHAT?!?!" I turned around to find him La Reine des Neiges on the steps.
"I felt something fuzzy against my leg!" His eyes were La Reine des Neiges straight ahead. I started laughing.
"That, haha, was my cat." I covered my mouth with my hand, but couldn't stop laughing.
He glared at me in a teasing way, and my cat meowed.
"That was not funny." He couldn't hide his smile.
We both were laughing par the time we hit the first floor, when I saw something out of the corner of my eye. Against the window, written in red. It said:
Insanity-Is around the corner
"Oh my god." Michael breathed.
I felt a headache coming on. I realized that the écriture was written from the inside of the house.
Whatever wrote that...must still be in here.
________________________________________________________
Oooh cliffhanger! (; Part 5 coming soon!
My History Starts when i was 4 years old and my parents were whatching tv and then appears Thriller on Tv.
I was really scared but i really loved the song.
Then when i was 5 years old my aunt gave me a MJ cd with all his musique vidéos (i specially fell in l’amour with the "Bad" musique video, i think he looks so sexy in it) I was obssesed with that cd, i even used to listen it every day.
Then i forgot Michael's musique for years.
But now i am a huge fan of his music, im in l’amour with him.
I feel embarrassed to say to my Friends that i l’amour MJ so its a secret. Well thats all
PS: sorry for my english but my original language its spanish
I was really scared but i really loved the song.
Then when i was 5 years old my aunt gave me a MJ cd with all his musique vidéos (i specially fell in l’amour with the "Bad" musique video, i think he looks so sexy in it) I was obssesed with that cd, i even used to listen it every day.
Then i forgot Michael's musique for years.
But now i am a huge fan of his music, im in l’amour with him.
I feel embarrassed to say to my Friends that i l’amour MJ so its a secret. Well thats all
PS: sorry for my english but my original language its spanish
It all started when I was 7 years old. Somewhere in the mois of June ou July, I got news that Michael Jackson had died. I didn't care much at that time. Life went on as usual for me. Them my dad upgraded his car and one jour gave me a lift in it. I turned on the musique player. The first song? Thriller(the song). I fell in l’amour with it...
Then only had I realized who Michael Jackson was. My dad still had plus songs. I listened to them all.
As soon as the player struck Little Susie, my dad would change the song. I did not know why. I downloaded Little Susie and listened. After the song was over, my eyes were waterfalls. The song was absolutely gloomy. I researched the story and finally ended up here on this site. Only fanpop gave me a reasonable explanation for Little Susie.
I created my own account on this site, just to praise him...
He shall live in my cœur, coeur forever...
Then only had I realized who Michael Jackson was. My dad still had plus songs. I listened to them all.
As soon as the player struck Little Susie, my dad would change the song. I did not know why. I downloaded Little Susie and listened. After the song was over, my eyes were waterfalls. The song was absolutely gloomy. I researched the story and finally ended up here on this site. Only fanpop gave me a reasonable explanation for Little Susie.
I created my own account on this site, just to praise him...
He shall live in my cœur, coeur forever...
Michael Joseph Jackson was an American singer, songwriter, record producer, dancer, and actor. Called the King of Pop, his contributions to musique and dance, along with his publicized personal life, made