It was a beautiful giorno in New York , I looked at Michael while he slept , looking so sexy. His lips so full and sexy , his bare chest with a pair of hard , rose rosa nipples , his stomach was so smooth , he had the most nicest six pack. His hair rested on his shoulders , his arms were complemented with the most beautiful triceps ever. I crawled ontop of him , feeling his hardness against me. I moved the curls in his face away as I leaned in , my hair falling down to the side of my face. My lips pressed against his. I laid my hand on his cheek , my tongue entering his mouth as he moaned. I started to baciare him , giving him a morning wake up call. I went down his chest , suckling his ripe nipples and baciare his chest. I felt a hand touch my body "Good morning." Michael chuckled , slowly opening his eyes while I smiled as we kissed. We got ready and drove to my house. Michael dropped me off "Love te , Nesha." He kissed my forehead as I kissed his cheek "Love te più , Michael" I walked away and went into the house. I really wanted to know why he dropped me off , usually he'd come in the house and then go out. I guess this time he had a big killing to do. Isis was gone. I guess I was the only one in the house , I turned up the radio loud and started to put on a pair of boxers and a tank superiore, in alto and some socks. I was dancing and sliding around the house , yelling out the lyrics I barely know to the song to my hair brush. I skipped , jumped , leaped , and yelled like a wild animal was in me "I'm dancing with myself. Oh , oh , oh-oh. Oh , oh , uh-ooooooh." I sung loudly as the door opened. I kept on Canto "I went all all over the wo-orld. I've seen many types of gir-irls. I no one to dance with for that wonderful chance with. So I'm dancing with myself! Oh , oh , uh-oh!" I sung as I turned around with my eyes closed and a smile on my face. I opened them up and the smile faded. Michael was at the door , clapping his hands smiling at me , I was embarrassed. I was standing before him in all my glory , embarrassed "That was a lovely performance. Bravo , bravo. Encore! Encore!" He smiled as I turned the Musica down and laughed nervously "You. Watched me the whole time?" I asked as he walked up to me "Not really. I just came in and saw te putting on a sexy show." He kissed my neck and walked to the cucina as I blushed. He called my dancing sexy. I smiled "No one's ever detto that about my dancing. I'm not a sensational dancer." I detto as he was cooking breakfast again "Yeah. But that's why it's so sexy. te have your own way of doing things. Especially dancing." Michael chuckled. Michael gave me a plate of eggs and sat down beside me. He had a guilty look on his face "What's wrong? Something bothering you?" I asked as he held my hand and looked up at me "I'm afraid that this will be the last time we'll be together." Michael whispered , a tear running down his face "Wait , what are te saying?" I looked confused.
He kissed my palm "I'm turning myself in." Michael detto as I quickly rose up from my chair "No!" I yelled as he held me tight "Nesha. I have to. They'll keep me in for 5 years instead of 20. And te don't want that." He detto as I pushed him away "Michael , no. I just can't. I don't want to lose you." I detto while he followed me into the room "Nesha , I don't want to go either but I have to! I belong there , te know I do!" He yelled as I yelled back "Michael! I just don't want te to be in jail! I don't want anything to happen to you!" "Why!? I belong there! o do te wanna go too,huh!?! te must like being raped da people now,huh!?!" I looked up at him "What. The fuck. Did te just say?" I was pissed now "I said. te must like being raped now. Especially if I didn't kill him." He detto as I slapped him "You need help." I detto "He raped me because of you! Not because I didn't want to! It was because of you! You're always get into some shit! Then I'm punished for it! You're a real asshole , Michael , really!" I screamed as he looked at me in shock "Then why don't te want me to go?" He asked softly as I turned around "Because my mother died in jail! It was her last giorno in jail , and she was happy to. The ward gave her her stuff. And when she walked away pass the gate. She was dead. She was shot da one of the inmates that raped her. That's why I don't want te to leave." I detto while he looked at me with sincere eyes "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that about you." Michael whispered as I fell to my knees. I cried so hard while Michael ran to the rescue "Don't go. Please don't." I sobbed as he held me tight "I have to. Just be strong for me. Just be strong." He helped me up as we walked to his truck and I drove to the jail. I couldn't see him in here , I couldn't bare the image of him in handcuffs , I felt numb and blue. Michael touched me "Nesha , I'll always Amore you. Okay?" He detto as I nodded my head , a tear falling down my face. We were at the entrance and Michael was getting ready to leave me. The officers handcuffed him and walked away with him "MICHAEL! MICHAEL!" I screamed while getting out of the truck and running to him. Three of the guards had to hold me and take me to the truck. I watched Michael leave me as I cried hard while driving home. When I got there , I got a bottle of wine and started drinking every ounce of it. I was depressed and scared. I didn't want no one to help me. I stayed in my room the whole giorno without changing a piece of clothing o showering. I couldn't do anything without him now that he's gone. I barely lived a life.
He kissed my palm "I'm turning myself in." Michael detto as I quickly rose up from my chair "No!" I yelled as he held me tight "Nesha. I have to. They'll keep me in for 5 years instead of 20. And te don't want that." He detto as I pushed him away "Michael , no. I just can't. I don't want to lose you." I detto while he followed me into the room "Nesha , I don't want to go either but I have to! I belong there , te know I do!" He yelled as I yelled back "Michael! I just don't want te to be in jail! I don't want anything to happen to you!" "Why!? I belong there! o do te wanna go too,huh!?! te must like being raped da people now,huh!?!" I looked up at him "What. The fuck. Did te just say?" I was pissed now "I said. te must like being raped now. Especially if I didn't kill him." He detto as I slapped him "You need help." I detto "He raped me because of you! Not because I didn't want to! It was because of you! You're always get into some shit! Then I'm punished for it! You're a real asshole , Michael , really!" I screamed as he looked at me in shock "Then why don't te want me to go?" He asked softly as I turned around "Because my mother died in jail! It was her last giorno in jail , and she was happy to. The ward gave her her stuff. And when she walked away pass the gate. She was dead. She was shot da one of the inmates that raped her. That's why I don't want te to leave." I detto while he looked at me with sincere eyes "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that about you." Michael whispered as I fell to my knees. I cried so hard while Michael ran to the rescue "Don't go. Please don't." I sobbed as he held me tight "I have to. Just be strong for me. Just be strong." He helped me up as we walked to his truck and I drove to the jail. I couldn't see him in here , I couldn't bare the image of him in handcuffs , I felt numb and blue. Michael touched me "Nesha , I'll always Amore you. Okay?" He detto as I nodded my head , a tear falling down my face. We were at the entrance and Michael was getting ready to leave me. The officers handcuffed him and walked away with him "MICHAEL! MICHAEL!" I screamed while getting out of the truck and running to him. Three of the guards had to hold me and take me to the truck. I watched Michael leave me as I cried hard while driving home. When I got there , I got a bottle of wine and started drinking every ounce of it. I was depressed and scared. I didn't want no one to help me. I stayed in my room the whole giorno without changing a piece of clothing o showering. I couldn't do anything without him now that he's gone. I barely lived a life.
" ciao Babe." The nurse said, smacking on her gum loudly.
" Um, Hi." Michael said, clearly not interested in her.
" te know, te look much più handsome in person then te do in the Thriller video." she detto getting closer to him.
" Huh, Thanks. Do te want an autograph o something?" Michael asked, getting annoyed with her.
" I can start with your number." She detto seductively.
Michael looked over at my bedside and noticed I was awake. He smiled in delight. " Fancy!" He ran over towards the bed. " Hi Mich... I was interrupted da him baciare me on the lips. He slowly stopped and bit his lip. " I'm, I'm sorry" he apologized. I ran my fingers through my hair. " No, it's okay, really!" I detto with a smile.
michael grew up not having a childhood from a young age of five michael michael wanted to sing in the local talent mostra at his school while Canto climb every mountain he blew the audience away da his awesome performance soon he became a memeber of his family band with his 4 older brohters the jackson 5 he became the lead singer little did michael know that he was going to be Canto for the rest of his life and not have a childhood from then on michael and his brothers sung at various club and talent shows trying to built there way to the superiore, in alto reality finally hit them when they were signed with steeltown records michael and his brothers signed the contract without Leggere little did they know they had to produce hit records back to back but it didnt go so well planned as they expeded it would go so the label dropped them but they had to pay them back for recording sessions that they did with them back to sqaure one end of part one