"I didn't know the rain was purple." Michael looked deeply into Prince's eyes, with crimson cheeks.
"That's until you helped me see it."
|DARLING MIKEY; ORIGINAL STORY|
It all started with an unfortunate accident at the concert of James Brown in 19...
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|Saturday, November 20, 1987| |Matthattan, New York| |Times Square Theatre| |8:25 pm|
Prince
"Lovely weather we're having, huh?" I try to ease the tension between Cat and Sheila as we rode in the limo for the past hour. This traffic just couldn't get any worse, especially now. They both briefly look at me, then each other, roll their eyes and look away. As expected; Why do I even try with these two?
At the moment, we were on the way to the premeire of the 'Sign O' The Times' movie at the times square theatre. Everyone that was included in the movie and on tour was going to be in attendance, which explains why the two women that were this close to killing each other were in the car with me. Michael was busy with his tour in Australia, and the kids were currently staying with my mom back in Minnesota while I was away. Our relationship wasn't all the way there yet, things like that don't just magically heal over night but it was off to a great start.
If I'm being honest, I didn't want to come to the premeire; I guess I was just nervous that no one was going to like it and I didn't want to be there to watch. However, after Cat begging me not to leave her alone with Sheila and the rest of the band for some reason, I gave in. I was a little confused though--I mean, I knew she didn't like Sheila but she use to get a long with the rest of the band well, why is it that all of a sudden she doesn't? Something was up. I never forgot about that awkward moment at Tyka's funeral where everyone was looking at Sheila like she was the one who was at fault. It was weird, the truth just had to come out sooner or later.
"I know you guys aren't friends, but I want you to be on your best behavior. I'm not going to tolerate any arguing, this isn't the time or place. You got me?" I warn them in a strong threatening tone, wasn't my intent but I was serious at the same time. They've gotten to heated arguments--fights before and I've had to stop every single one of them.
"Okay, dad." Cat said in bored, yet slightly playful tone. Ignoring her smart remark, I shake my head and lean back into my seat.
"You both look stunning by the way," I complimented them.
"Thanks," They both said at the same time. Once they realized that, they sighed and their irritation grew by each other's presence.
"Don't start." I put my hand up along with a tired expression on my face. Thankfully, they had stopped and we arrived just on time to the theatre.
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|Times Square| |Tad's Steaks| |10:45 pm|
Later on that night, me and the band had decided to have a little after party of our own in celebration of the movie release. I couldn't lie, I wasn't too confident about how others were going to react, because it's not like concert films are made everyday. However, the overall feedback was what I hoped for and everyone enjoyed it. A small part of me still thinks I could've done better, but that was the perfectionist in me talking. Nothing was completely perfect in my eyes.
