Saving Michael Jackson

Monopoly and a new guy

,,I forgive you, only because i know what it feels like to get angry and say stupid stuff" she sits down ,,So what's up?"

I would like to tell her, i would like to tell anyone in general about this because it's hard keeping all this to yourself. The only problem is, i don't know if i'm allowed to.

,,I wasn't kidnapped" i say

,,Why did you lie to Michael then?"

,,I guess i didn't know what to say? I was nervous when we met. Look, i don't want to talk about today or yesterday. I really don't"

Wanda smiles and taps on my shoulder ,,Okay, Cece. Whenever you're ready but you've seen Michael, i mean i saw him and he really cares about you."

Michael? Caring? About me? This feels very nice to hear but whether it's true or not... i can't know that.

,,Wanna watch a movie till Mickey comes back?" She asks

,,Is it Rocky?" I ask

,,Yeah rocky three" she stands up

,,I thought you said you watched four yesterday, why are we watching three if you already-"

,,I didn't watch three" she interrupts ,,But why did you watch-"

,,Everyone was saying four is good so i watched four, damn Cece. So much talkie talk"

I laugh and we both go upstairs in the room she slept in. Her room is a little bit smaller than Mike's bedroom but still looks... vintage? I don't know how to describe these 80s bedroom but every single bed in this house has either flowers or cartoons bed sheets. You can tell how childish Michael is by seeing his peter pan bed sheet.

,,Let's see..." Wanda looks in the closet

,,Hey what are you doing?" I ask while she knees down and looks through the stuff in the closet ,,I'm looking for something... that is fun" she takes out a box ,,Monopoly is fun"

God, i haven't played monopoly for a while. It used to be my mom's and i favorite game. We sit on the bed and she opens it up ,,Let's play" she rubs her hands

7 p.m

,,Fuck no" i laugh and give my last five monopoly money

,,Cece Grande, you the best girl ever" she sings And i throw the monopoly money in her face ,,Asshole" i stop laughing when i hear someone entering the house

,,Oh Mickey is already home" she packs up the monopoly

I stand up to leave the room but Wanda stops me by slapping my hand, when i look at her she makes me a sign to be quiet ,,Don't leave the room" she whispers ,,Why are you whispering? Michael is back" i whisper back but she just nods

,,This is not Michael, the door didn't close"

,,So what? It's freaking Neverland, no one other than him lives here" i whisper-shout

I hear the footsteps walking slowly the stairs up, oh no... This is definitely not Michael. Shit! I remember all these serial killers documentaries i used to watch and they all took place between 60s-90s and the 70s and 80s were the most popular... bundy,richard ramirez,Dahmer, the zodiac freaking killer? I have never been this scared in my life. Wanda slowly grabs the lamp from the bedside, great she is going to kill Bundy with a lamp while he might have something heavier. We're going to die.

,,I'm scared" i whisper and cover my mouth ,,Shut up, I'll freaking kick his ugly ass whoever this is"

The footsteps are heard closer and closer and Wanda is preparing her position and move to hit the serial killer. My heart pumps faster and faster, i didn't even tell Michael i love him or said goodbye... ,,Okay, i'm making the move, now" she whispers when suddenly Michael appears in front of the door surprised and confused to see us like this, well he is surprised? Then what are we?