31. "In Private"/On Her Own

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I can't believe we're already on chapter thirty one. Time really does fly! Thanks for sticking with me. I hope you enjoy the chapter!xx
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{Maeve}

September 4th, 1987 - Los Angeles, California

My eyes are on him, and my hands will be too, and he'll be gone before you know it.

I stared out the jet window as it took off, clutching the wrinkled piece of paper to my chest. That had to have been the thousandth time I'd read that note, yet it always gave me goosebumps. Whoever had wrote it was smart - they typed it out on a computer so their handwriting couldn't be identified. That fact scared me even more.

Footsteps coming up behind my seat alarmed me. I stuffed the piece of paper into my pocket and straightened myself up. Turning to the person who was walking, I smiled, just to frown again.

"Hey Maeve, do you know where Michael is?" Tatiana asked me sweetly.

I held back a scoff and plastered on a fake smile. "No, sorry," I answered her. "I've actually been waiting for him to come sit next to me."

"Oh, okay," Tatiana responded. "He just said that he had something urgent to tell me."

Two can play at this game, I thought to myself. "Don't worry, I'm sure it's not that important," I said, faking kindness.

"You think so?" Tatiana asked me, cocking her head to the side.

"Well I'm sure he would've told you what he needed to say when you last talked to him if it was that important," I explained, shrugging.

"He said that we needed to be in private," Tatiana retorted, crossing her arms while still smiling at me.

Bitch! "Here, I'll go look for him for you," I said quickly, pushing past her and searching around the jet. Finally, glancing in the small bedroom that the jet had, I saw Michael. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, reading what appeared to be his tour schedule. There was no acknowledgment of my presence.

"Hello!" I exclaimed loudly, causing Michael to jump up and look at me.

"You scared me," Michael breathed, clutching his chest as he folded the schedule and put it in his pocket.

I walked over to Michael quickly. "What's wrong with you?" I said angrily, frowning as I looked up at him.

"What?" Michael asked, sounding confused. "What did I do?"

I took a deep breath, trying to contain my rage. "Okay, well first off, I was failed to be informed that Tatiana was going to be on this jet with us." Michael's face fell, obviously realizing his mistake. "And secondly, she said that she was looking for you because you needed to talk to her about something - 'in private'. What is that all about?"

Michael stuck his hands in his pockets, avoiding my eyes. "I was about to tell you, Delilah wanted to fly out with you so Tatiana decided to come along. And, I was just going to talk to Tatiana about you."

I wrinkled my brow. "About me?" I questioned. "Why?"

"Because she thinks that you don't like her," Michael told me, finally looking me in the eye. "So I was just going to give her some advice."

"That's because I don't!" I practically yelled, causing Michael to cower back slightly. "She's trying to take my man!"

"What?" Michael exclaimed, his eyebrows raised. "That's crazy! Tatiana isn't trying to steal me away from you!"

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