The night sky was darker than I had ever seen. The warm air was hugging my bare arms as I was sitting on my back patio. I finally let my tears of regret fall as I was alone for the first time in 48 hours. I had been a bad, bad girl. I didn't hold the intentions to sleep with my ex-husband but...somehow it happened. We stopped having sex months before our divorce so I just couldn't understand it. There was an aching pain in my heart as I was completely disappointed in myself. Where did all my strength go? I spent too many hours with him. We were even caught by paparazzi.
I got an earful from everyone.
As I sat there in my backyard, I couldn't stop thinking about José. I think I missed him.
"Ms. Shakira?"
I turned around a little shaken in my lawn chair and looked back at my housekeeper. "Yes?" I wasn't aware she was still in my house.
"I'm about to go now. But the house phone was ringing for you." I saw she had the phone held firmly at her side.
"Who is it?"
"Umm, well, he said Michael."
"Jackson?" I said swallowing the lump in my throat.
She nodded and took a few steps forward to hand over the phone. She stared at me with worry until she was back in the house. She waved goodbye and slid the patio door shut.
My body turned back around to face the night sky. The cold phone pressed on my ear. "Hello?"
"Hey, you."
I hugged myself with my free arm. "Hey."
"Sorry it took so long for me to call."
"Mmm. It's okay." As my eyes dropped with my heavy head, I saw my heart pounding through my shirt.
"Happy belated birthday."
"Thanks." I looked around my fenced backyard. "And thanks for asking me, indirectly, to do a song with you."
He giggled. "You're welcome. Thanks for agreeing. I didn't know how to ask you. Do you like the song?"
"Yeah. It's great but it's already been greatly done by Johnny."
"I know. Maybe we can come up with our own song."
A feeling of refreshment washed over me. We were making plans. I liked it. I closed my eyes and just smiled. It was so nice to hear his voice filling my ear. "Michael?" I rest my head back on the chair.
"Yes?"
"When am I going to see you?"
"Whenever you want to," he said with a snicker.
No. Why was I doing this? He was only in it to hurt me. "Why do you keep letting me down?"
"We have to talk, that's why. I'm not letting you down. It just seems like I am. There's a valid reason for my actions."
"For constantly ditching me?"
"I can't explain it over the phone. When do you want to see me? I have to make an escape plan."
"Where are you?"
"I'm home in Neverland but I'm leaving for Africa soon. I'll be there for a while."
"Africa? Why are you going to Africa? I want to go." I didn't regret my last words. I shut my eyes and pictured the both us in the beautiful land.
"Lissy will be accompanying me," he said shamefully.
My eyes opened to stare at reality.
"I'm sorry. I would've loved for you to come with me."
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FanfictionThe Bad Tour(ture) 2: "He told me I'd be dreaming forever. But I was wide awake in the harsh reality that he wasn't there. Losing Michael was torturous. Truthfully, it's the heartbreak that I became obsessed with. The feelings he gave me I just d...
