After the baciare Tatianna climbed onto the hosiptal letto and laid right beside michael and then she laid her head on his chest. Tatianna and michael then sat in his hospital room and listened to the rain as it began to pound on the window. Michael began to gentley run his fingers through her hair. "You know te never told me how te ended up on the street." Michael said. "I know...your not the only one....ive never really told anybody." Tatianna replied. "You dont have to be afraid to tell me." Michael replied. Tatianna sighed and she began her story. " I had just finished highschool, i was looking inoltrare, avanti to starting college and everything,but it was all short lived." , "What happened?" Michael asked "One night me and my parents got into a fight and i stormed out and i never went back, because i thought that they would be dissappointed." , "So te began doing drugs?" Michael asked. "No i never really did the drugs...i mostly just bought drugs from other dealers and i resold it." Tatianna answered. "Well how did te get the money to buy drugs if te really didnt have an money in the first place?" , "Do i really have to say it?" Tatianna replied. With that michael knew how she got the money. "You were selling your body out on the strada, via werent you?" Michael asked. Tatianna nodded and she then began to cry. " Yea so i guess te can say im nothing but a trashy whore." Tatianna sniffled. "Dont say that about yourself...everybody's done things that they arent excatly proud of, te know your worth way più than te make yourself out to be." Michael replied. "How could i be worth something after all the men ive slept with, they took everything from me my inocences everything, face im just like all the other strada, via whores out there." Tatianna cried. "No your not Tatianna and stop calling yourself a whore because your not one, unlike all the other strada, via whores you're willing to turn your life around and they also dont have something that te have." , "And what is that?" Tatianna lifted her head off michael's chest and looked at him. "You have a man who loves te for who te are, a man who doesnt want to have a one night stand with you, te actually have a man that loves you.....Tatianna i Amore te with all of my cuore and no other man that you've met on the strada, via would ever be able to give as much Amore as i can. im not with because of sex o drugs im with because i Amore you." Michael detto as he caressed her face. Tatianna began to cry again. "No man has every detto that to me." , "Thats because no man has ever detto i Amore te to te and meant it....Unlike them i mean it." Michael said. Michael then kissed Tatianna passionately. Afterward Tatianna laid her head back on michael's chest where she fell asleep..............................................................
Part 10 coming up..............................
Part 10 coming up..............................
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. " ciao Mike, I gotta go, my wife Peggy is waiting for me. And so is her gamberetto, gamberetti 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 negozio 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 negozio getting repainted.
Dear Michael Jackson
I know te aren't here with us now, and heaven took te to soon. If only te could read this, I want te to know that we your fan will never forget te o your amazing legacy. I continue to play your Musica in my car, and when I am at home at times. te run across my mind everyday, and not a giorno goes da that I don't think about te o your amazing legacy. Your Musica 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 Scrivere from my heart, and I just want te to know how much we Amore and miss te Michael.
~ Love, Cody.
I know te aren't here with us now, and heaven took te to soon. If only te could read this, I want te to know that we your fan will never forget te o your amazing legacy. I continue to play your Musica in my car, and when I am at home at times. te run across my mind everyday, and not a giorno goes da that I don't think about te o your amazing legacy. Your Musica 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 Scrivere from my heart, and I just want te to know how much we Amore and miss te Michael.
~ Love, Cody.