Michael and the children chuckle as they pay close attention to the television.
I think we've been watching The Three Stooges for a good hour or so now..
I look over at Michael. Maybe it's time to talk to him now. I frown, slowly getting up.
Michael looks up at me, "Where are you going?" He softly asks.
"I'm going to go talk to Adjo." I say, fixing my shirt.
Michael puts the bowl of apples down, "I'll come with yo-"
"No, Michael." I sigh, cutting him off.
"I think I should talk to him by myself for now." I gently say.
April tries to reach for the table, trying to grab the bowl of apple slices.
Michael frowns, grabbing the bowl. "Alright, baby." He says, turning back to the television.
I sigh, walking out of the living room.
Here goes nothing.
I approach Adjo's room.
I don't hear a sound in there. Maybe he fell asleep?
I softly knock on the door. "Adjo, it's me." I softly say, leaning my head against the door.
Nothing.
I sigh. "Baby, I'm coming in." I say, opening the door.
As I enter his room, I gently close the door behind me.
I frown, watching Adjo stare out of his window.
"Adjo?" I softly say, slowly walking closer towards him.
Adjo's head slowly turns towards me, tears still filled in his eyes.
"Why didn't anybody tell me about this before?" He whimpers.
I sit beside him on his bed. "Adjo, I-I didn't want you to find out like this.." I sigh.
Adjo frowns, "Then when were you going to tell me?" He cries.
I frown, "I don't know.." I mumble.
I glance up at him, "It's not easy to say you have HIV, you know. You're my son, Adjo." I gently wipe his tears away.
"You've gone through this before and I-I didn't want any of my children to know yet." I sniffle, feeling a lump in my throat.
Adjo shakes his head. "I-I don't want you to die." He whimpers.
"Adjo..." I coo.
"Please, don't leave." He holds onto my hand, crying more.
"I-I need you. W-We all need you." He cries.
I frown. "Baby, I can't control what God is about to give me. Alright?" I softly say, wiping more of his tears away.
Adjo closes his eyes as he cries more.
"But you know what, Adjo?" I lean closer to him.
Adjo opens his eyes.
"Whatever happens in the future.. I'll still love you, your sisters and Michael. Okay? I'm not going to be giving up so easily. Afia didn't give up and I won't give up. No matter what happens, I'll be there for you.. A-And when m-my time comes, I'll be up with God and your sister.. A-And we'll watch over you, Adjo. W-We'll protect you." A few tears escape from my eyes.
Adjo frowns, "You promise?" He squeaks.
I sniffle, pulling him closer to me. "Yes." I whisper, hugging him tightly.
"I promise." I whisper, rubbing his back.
Adjo lets out a loud cry as he holds onto me. "H-How did this happen?" He cries.
"W-Why did this happen, M-Mia?" He whimpers.
I gulp. "I didn't get this disease like how your sister did.." I softly say.
"Then how, mama?" Adjo looks up at me.
My eyes widen. He just called me mama... Oh my gosh. My heart melts a little with love.
"Adjo, I've made some bad decisions in my life before I met Michael. I-I did things and.." I clear my throat.
Drugs, met the wrong men..
"I want you to be careful in life, Adjo." I sternly say through my tears.
"I know it's hard to lose someone so close to you... I just-" I stop myself.
I went through all that hell with Kevin since he lost his mother young. I know Adjo isn't related to Kevin at all, thank god for that, but it can happen to anybody. It's horrible because the recovery can cost anybody's life. I've gone through that and I don't want history to repeat itself with Adjo or any of my girls.
I sigh, "We just need family and love, baby.. Alright?" I close my eyes.
Adjo sniffles, I feel his head nod. "Okay." He squeaks.
I gently pull Adjo away from me, looking at him in the eyes.
"Will you promise me something, Adjo?" I ask him.
Adjo nods, "Yeah." He softly says.
I sigh. "W-When I go.. M-Make sure you watch out for your sisters, alright? They have my genes, I don't want them to end up like me." I furrow my eyebrows.
They might become fragile, they might choose drugs, they might become anorexic. As long as Michael and Adjo are there, they should straighten my girls out.
I didn't have a family to straighten me out. It was too late by then. I'm paying the consequences with my own health and money.
Adjo slowly nods.
I lean closer to him, kissing his forehead.
I weakly smile, "You all don't need me anyway, right?" I smirk as a few tears roll down my cheek.
Adjo shakes his head. "Everybody needs you, mama." He whimpers.
My smile disappears as it turns into a frown.
I pull Adjo in again for a warm embrace. "I love you, Adjo. Don't you dare forget that." My voice wobbles.
Adjo sniffles, "I love you too." His voice cracks.
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"Everybody on set in five!" John, the director, calls out.
I grin as Michael approaches me.
Michael bites his lip, "Wow.." He breathes, staring at me.
Michael gently pulls me closer to him. "You look.. Sexy." He smirks.
I blush. "I hope so." I shyly say.
Michael chuckles, leaning closer to me as he pouts his lips.
I tilt my head, pouting my lips as well as I lean in.
"Hey, hey! Alright alright! Save it for the scene." Eddie Murphy grins.
I clear my throat as Michael and I awkwardly let go of each other.
Michael bites his lip, blushing in embarrassment.
I cross my arms, feeling my face heat up.
Eddie smirks, "I know you two are married and it's like the honeymoon stage every damn day I bet." He holds his hands out.
"But save it." He smirks.
I chuckle.
Michael gently touches my arm, smiling widely at me. "We all better get going on set." He glances at Eddie.
Eddie smirks, "Yeah, yeah.." He mumbles, walking towards his throne.
I smirk, looking at Michael.
Michael grins, "He's right, you know." He softly says, leaning closer to my ear.
"See you then." He whispers in my ear.
I shiver, watching him walk away.
The tension of lust between us right now.. Just wow.
"Come on, my Queen! Michael Jackson can't wait forever!" Eddie smiles calling for me.
I giggle, rushing on set.
I sit on my throne beside Eddie.
"Alright, action!" John calls.
I glance over, seeing Michael in his red shirt grinning at me.
The cameras start rolling.
A servant walks over, pouring a liquid in Eddie's cup.
I look up at her and Eddie.
Eddie turns over, glancing at me.
He smirks, bring his cup closer to him.
"I'm bored." I blandly say.
Eddie looks over at me.
"I want to be entertained." I say.
Suddenly, the bird beside Eddie flies, causing Eddie to jump out of his seat.
The cameras stop rolling as the cast starts laughing.
I smile at Eddie.
Eddie looks around.
"I may- Now, I don't want y'all to think that I'm runnin' and I'm a punk-" The cast starts to chuckle more at Eddie.
"Cause-Cause Mia didn't move from the bird-" I start laughing as well at Eddie's comments.
"But it's two ways to react to a situation like that. You can run or be real still... And she's just bein' real still but she's as horrified as I am." Eddie says.
We start to laugh again.
Eddie walks closer to his seat. "You see, she was raised in East Africa, so she knows..Right? And if the Eagle go crazy, be real still. I'm from Brooklyn, so you run." He says.
I start to laugh more.
Eddie sits back down in his throne.
I glance at Michael, noticing his smile widen.
Eddie smirks at me, gently placing his hand on my knee. "I'm sorry about that." He says.
I chuckle, "No, no, it's fine." I smile.
Eddie smirks, letting my knee go.
"Let's try that again!" John calls.
"And.." He looks at his camera.
"Action!" The cameras start to roll.
Eddie claps his hands as a man starts playing the bongos.
The servant slowly walks towards Eddie, picking up a vase full of liquid.
Magic Johnson bangs a gong with a mallet.
"Behoooold Great Farrow Ramsey, I bring to you the stick man!" Magic Johnson loudly says, his voice echos.
Magic came clear a few months ago that he has HIV as well.. I want to ask him questions and all but I don't like telling people about my own illness.
A man with colorful sticks in his hands smiles widely, bowing.
Eddie raises an eyebrow as him and I look at the man, not impressed.
With three sticks, the man throws one in the air, balancing it with the other two.
The servant smiles widely as the man throws the one stick in the air, catching it with his hand.
The man smiles widely, bowing.
"Throw him to the lions." I say, raising my hand up.
The man frowns suddenly as two men carry him out.
A door is closed as the sounds of lions echo loudly on set.
Magic wipes his forehead nervously, "Oookay...." He slowly says, holding onto the mallet.
"Presenting Piro!" He says.
A man blows fire, causing smoke to be blown in our faces.
He blows fire again.
Eddie raises an eyebrow.
The man raises the torches of fire, putting the fire in his mouth as he closes his mouth.
Smoke rises from his mouth as sweat drips down his neck.
I look at the man sternly as the camera turns to me.
I place my hand into a blade, gently sliding it across my neck.
The man gasps as two men take him away.
Magic breathes loudly, gently rubbing his neck.
"That's cold.." He softly says.
Two men bring in a man in a black robe.
I try my hardest not to smirk, knowing it was Michael.
Eddie leans forward in his chair, smirking as he glances at me.
"And what is it you're going to do?" Eddie says, staring at the man in a black robe.
Michael stares at the ground, grabbing black sand from his pocket as he throws it on the ground.
The special effects are going to do the rest, Michael says.
Michael steps on the black sand.
"Cut!" John says, stopping the cameras.
Michael smiles as he takes his robe off, showing his outfit.
I grin.
Michael walks closer to me as a janitor sweeps the black sand off of the ground.
"How did I do?" I shyly ask.
Michael holds onto my hand, "Amazing." He smiles.
Eddie clears his throat loudly.
Michael and I look over at Eddie, smiling.
"You did amazing too, Eddie." Michael chuckles.
Eddie pretends to flip long hair from his shoulder, "Why, thank you." He smirks.
Michael grins, looking back at the janitor. "Let's get this magic started." He whispers.
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After twenty minutes of a small break to clean things up, Michael positions himself back where the black sand was.
"Camera's rolling? Okay, action!" John calls out.
Everyone gasps. Eddie and I stare at Michael.
I straighten up in my chair as the music begins to play.
Michael bites his lip suddenly, moving his head.
He wipes his mouth, staring intensely at the camera.
He grins at me.
I gently place my hand on my chest, staring at him in amazement.
I pout my lips, leaning closer in my chair.
Eddie stares at Michael with eyes of jealousy.
Michael spins. Do you remember
He points at me.
when we fell in love?
We were young and innocent then.. He points at me again.
Eddie looks at me as I stare at Michael.
Do you remember how it all began?
Michael points his finger out. He moves his hips intensely as well as his right index finger
It just seemed like heaven, so why did it end?
My mouth is slightly open. I stare at Michael in awe.
Do you remember back in the fall-
Michael starts walking up the stairs.
We'd be together all day long.
The camera zooms in on Eddie and I.
Do you remember us holding hands? Michael gently holds onto my hands.
My eyes slightly widen.
Michael leans in, planting a gentle kiss on the top of my hand.
I blush.
Eddie stands up from his seat suddenly. He points at the two strong men, furiously pointing at Michael as well.
Michael suddenly turns around, running away from the guards.
I hold my arm straight out, wanting him to come back.
The guards run after Michael.
My arm is still straight out as I look up at Eddie.
Eddie stares at me with eyes filled with anger. He then looks straight ahead in anger.
I lay back in my chair, holding my hand on my chest. I close my eyes, tiling my head down in sadness.
"Cut!" John says.
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We moved onto the next scene. Michael had already filmed the other scenes without me because I wasn't even apart of them to begin with. It's exciting to be apart of a short film especually when it's the end of the whole project!
I lay down on my side on a bed. Wind blows through the window, causing the curtains to gently move.
I gently pet a cub.
Michael starts to walk closer to me.
And girl,
Michael moves his hips.
A servant offers me a small drink.
I hold my hand up, declining the drink.
no matter what was said.
The servant walks past me.
I will never forget what we had!
Now baby!
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I stand on a balcony, staring off into the distant.
Do you remember?!
Michael walks in.
I turn around as he rushes towards me.
Michael stands in front of me, holding his hand up.
When we first met, girl..
I open my arms up.
Michael immediately places his hands on my hips as he hugs me.
Michael and I close our eyes as he hugs me tightly.
Oh, I..
I lean back, still holding onto Michael.
I kiss Michael's lips, feeling sparks and passion.
I lean down, Michael still holds onto me as we hold onto that kiss.
Michael places one hand on my back as he kisses back more.
Remember my baby!
It was worth waiting for that kiss.
"Cut!" John says.
I stand more straight as Michael smiles widely at me.
The cast starts cheering at us.
I blush, giggling.
Michael holds onto my hand.
I smile widely as I look up at him. I notice his face blushes as he grins too.
Michael looks down at me, smirking.
I giggle. "Boy, do you make me remember.." I mumble.
Michael chuckles, kissing my lips again.
The cast cheers once more.
A man that plays a guard holds a huge fan out in front of us, causing the cast no longer able to see us.
I giggle, kissing Michael's lips again.
So much for a short day on the set. We might be hear for a long time just kissing.