Saving Michael Jackson

The Jacksons

I enter my bedroom and immediately shut the door. I feel really uncomfortable being near this guy and sleeping next to his bedroom is the worst idea Michael has ever had. I wrap myself around the blanket and stare at the door, don't fall asleep Allison or else you will get raped. I try to keep my eyes open but all that monopoly game made me tired as hell so they slowly shut and i fall asleep. It feels like a peaceful sleep where you don't see or hear anything, no dreams no nightmares. I guess this could be my first night without a nightmare.

,,Hey can you show me where the bathroom is?" A man asks me while holding his phone next to his ear

,,Yes, on the left side of Walter street" i smile

,,Thank you" he runs off

His face was very familiar, dark tanned and kinda croaky voice. I find myself standing here in the middle of this crowd with people walking forward and backwards. Wait... i turn around and everyone just freezes like statuses, there he was. Conrad murray is standing in front of me with a big smirk on his face

,,Stop entering my dreams! It's enough!" I shout

,,Maybe you're entering my dreams"
He smiles and grabs my hand

Flashbacks of Michael laying in bed dead, the propofol bottles, his Children crying, his voice saying ,,give some milk" appear right in front of me. Why is he doing this do me? It hurts... it hurts so bad

,,Go away!" I shout and open my eyes

,,Hey,hey it's alright" Alfred strokes my head and i look around to make sure I'm out of the nightmare. I look at Alfred and he just keeps stroking my hair ,,What are you doing!" I shout and slap his hand

He steps back and Michael comes in looking both at me and Alfred ,,What's going on?" He asks

,,I- i heard her scream" Alfred rubs the back of his neck panicking

,,Yeah, she always have nightmares but what are you doing in her room?" Michael comes towards me and touches my forehead, to see if i have fever? Do i look sick or what?

,,She was screaming, man. I thought i'd be helpful"

,,Don't you ever come in her room again, Alfred. You hear her scream, you come to me" Michael clearly tells Alfred

I'm confused of why Michael is being so protective right now, Alfred is his friend why is he reacting this way?

,,Cindy? Do you want some water?" Michael asks looking me in the eyes, again he then looks away. ,,No, i'm fine. Thanks" i say

,,What on Madonna is going on here?" Wanda comes in

,,Nightmare" Michael tells her

,,Ugh, again?" She rolls her eyes

No! Why would she say that! I thought she said she will keep it a secret...

,,Again? When did you have another nightmare?" Michael asks me confused

,,I-"

,,Okay i'm going to sleep now, I'll see you tomorrow. Good night" Alfred leaves the room and then Wanda does the same leaving me and Michael alone.

,,Cindy, do your nightmares have something to do with the kidnaper? Did he-" he takes a deep breath ,,Did he hurt you?"

,,No! God no" i say ,,What is it, Cindy? What are you so afraid of?" He strokes my hand. He does it again! He gives me this pleasant feeling in my stomach, he makes me breath harder and lose my words. I just lose myself when he is being so caring and touchy.

,,I- i don't know." I look down ,,I have to go to sleep or else i will wake up late and my family is going to kill me" he giggles ,,Did Alfred made you feel uncomfortable in any way?"