[MJ Fanfiction] What Happened That Day

Part 36: I'll Stand By You

Michael's point of view

Well, it been two hours June is gone, and the suite seems so empty without her. I feel empty without her. I hope she'll be back soon. We still need to talk about a couple of things, like this Matt guy. I know for sure there's something she's not telling me, but I can't figure out what it is. Plus, knowing about that guy, I really don"t want her to come back to New York will I'm on tour. I don't want her to see him or something while I'm not here. Is that selfish? Yes it is, I'm aware of this. I don't like to share, June is mine, she's my girl, and I don't want her to spend time with some other guy I don't even know. Am I overprotective? I don't know. Am I jealous? I am. Since I know she's hidding something from me, I really am jealous. Do I have trust issues? Yes. Not that I don't trust June, but I've been betrayed in the past, and my heart has been broken more than once, and I don't want this to happen again. I was deeply in love with Tatum, but she was going way too fast for me, and she just dumped me because I wanted to do things the right way. But with June, things are different. It's a different kind of love. This love is pure, true and it feels so unreal. Tatum was my first love, and I really intend June to be my last. 
I'm wondering what she's doing with the girls. Maybe they're watching a movie, or just having a talk about their lives. I think June really need to speak to some people about what's going on in her life right now. I mean, since Anna is acting all weird with her since she told her about our relationship, she has no one to talk to but me and her mom. Plus, she has been pretty close from Karen and Sheryl since we arrived in Paris, so we can say that they've become friends. It makes me happy to know that she's having fun with some of my friends. She seemed so guilty about the fact I fired Frank "because of her". Speaking of the devil, I'm wondering where he is now. Is he still in Paris, or did he fly back to L.A? Whatever. I don't even care. I really hope my new manager won't be a freak like this one. If June stays by my side for the rest of the tour, this one has to be good to her, and to me. I really need a new manager. I can't deal with planning my own meetings, my own interviews and eveything. I already have so much work to do that I can't do this. Hopefully, since Frank has left, June is helping me with this stuff. Actually, she's the one who planned my interview for tomorrow. She's really helping me on this tour. First she helps with the french version of I Just Can't Stop Loving You, then with all of this... Maybe she's doing this because she feels guilty about the whole Franks situation again. I don't know how to make her understand that this is not her fault at all. She didn't do anything wrong, but she won't believe me when I tell her this. I swear, this girl is so stubborn sometimes. But right now, I miss her. I'm so bored when she's not around... I decided to turn on the TV, and to sit on the couch, waiting for my girl to come back. 

June's point of view

Well, Karen is pretty good at leaning French! I taught her some random sentence in order to flirt with a guy, and she learn fast. She's now able to ask a French man out and to compliment him. She's been practicing on Sheryl, and I swear I thought I'd die of laughter. Those two women are crazy, they make me laugh so much. Maybe it's also because of the wine we've been drinking since I got here. We just opened our third bottle of white wine, and I'm kind of a little bit wasted. I should stop right now. I don't want Michael to see me drunk, and I still have to give him my answer about me leaving or staying. I don't even know what to do! I don't even know what to tell him. I should talk about while the girls are still able to speak...

"Hey girls, um... Can I talk to you about something?" I asked, playing with my fingers.

"Sure!" said a joyful Karen. "What is it, honey?" asked Sheryl. 

"You know I'm crazy about Michael, right?" I began, looking at them.

"Sure thing!" they joyfully said. 

"Well, I'm so deeply in love with him that I don't want to stay here and watch him ruining his career because of me..." I said, playing with my fingers again.

"What? What are you talking about? Are you insane, June? Michael would be miserable without you here, you can't do that to him." Sheryl said. 

"I know... But because of me he fired Frank, who was one of his closest friend. Now he has no manager anymore, and he lost a dear friend of his because of me." I said, watching my hands.

Sheryl wasn't shocked by my statement because I told her about this whole story earlier. 

"He's gone now, things are going to get better!" Karen told me, putting her hand on my shoulder.

"That's what Michael keeps saying, but I don't think so... Things keep happening like fate is against our relationship." 

"What do you mean?" 

"Wel, I had a call yesterday from a male friend of mine, his name's Matt. Before I met Michael, I had kind of a crush on him, and I agreed to go out for a drink with him when I come back in New York..." I quickly said. 

"Well, he's your friend now, right? You don't feel anything for him anymore?" Sheryl asked. 

"No. Like I said, I'm so in love with Michael, it's all new for me to be that in love with someone."

"Well, there's nothing weird here, darling."

"Michael doesn't know about this." I said, finally making eye-contact with Karen and Sheryl.

"Oh... You should tell him, then. I don't think he'll get that wrong. He's such a sweet man." Karen advised me. 

"I know that. He is the sweetest..."

"I think you should just open up, and tell him what's on your mind. You'll feel better after this." Karen said.

"Thanks girls, honestly"

"One last thing, please don't leave. It's cool to have you around" Karend said. "Yeah, please stay here, you're fun to hang out with" Sheryl added. 

"Aw, you're so sweet" I said, giving them a warm hug. 

I took a quick look at my watch, and noticed it was already 00:30. Crap, I told Michael I'll be home by midnight. I hope he's still up... 

"I gotta go, girls. I need to tell Michael I'm staying." I said, jumping from the couch. Damn, my head's spinning like a carousel right now. "Thanks again for the night, it was cool. Love you both" I said, as I made my way to the door. 

"Love you too" they both said. "Good luck with that" Sheryl said.

I smiled and waved at them one last time and made my way back to our suite. I opened the door, and Michael was asleep on the couch, the TV still on. I turned it off, and went in the bathroom to put my nightdress on. When I was finished, I returned in the living room, and put a blanket over Michael's body. I placed a gentle kiss on his lips, and went to bed. The bed felt colder than usual. I've been used to sleep with Michael, now. I feel safe when he has his arms wrapped around my waist... 
I feel a little bit guilty right now, my poor baby fell asleep alone, while I was having fun with Karen and Sheryl. I should stop feeling guilty, but I can't help it: it's all me. Maybe I'll feel less guilty if I tell Michael eveything that is on my mind, like Karen advised me. I'll have to wait until tomorrow, I don't want to wake Michael up. We have to be up at ten, and it's one in the morning now. He needs to rest, it's not easy to be Michael Jackson. 

This conversation can wait a little bit more, right?

I can't wait to tell him I'm staying. I hope he will be happy to hear that. But I have to tell him that if something happens which affects his career or him in a bad way because of me again, I'll leave. I won't have a second guessing. I want to give myself another chance, but there won't be another one if I screw this one up. I should sleep, I really need some rest. This day has been great, but exhausting. Thinking that much is exhausting, actually. I fell asleep a couple of minutes later.
My peaceful sleep didn't last long.

Why is Michael screaming?