SOFT SPOILER
"I wanna marry you"
"I can't marry you"
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Michael Jackson, the worlds' largest super star known to man, gets lonely when it's bedtime.
Aliza, an upcoming artist has so much to prove to Michael as she hopes to one day compose a...
New York, New York April 14, 1987 133rd Broadway Ave, Manhattan, NY Illy Italian Restaurant Lounge
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"Hey sexy." Kim sits down at the table after kissing Liza on both cheeks.
"Hi" Liza responds with no energy.
Kim takes her jacket off looking around restaurant noticing Liza clearly had it closed to the public. Also noticing the depressing energy from Liza
"I love this place. It's so fantasia" Kim says breaking the ice with her horrible Italian personation.
"Michael bought me here the night we flew out to wish the lupus kids farewell. You know-three out of four of them died that night. No more than twenty minutes in the air and we got the call. They literally waited for MJ." Liza gets quiet zoning out while rubbing the tip of her finger on the rim of the glass in front of her.
After a few moments of silence, Kim grabs Liza's hand across the table and Liza exhales putting her head done with a tear falling from her eye.
"Hey, it's okay. We don't have to talk about this-"
"No-I want to" Liza says grabbing the handkerchief to dry her face that now has a mascara stain. "Kim" She exhales while looking up to the ceiling... "My first time here something happened. And for life of me I can not remember but the memories come back to me when I'm asleep. Like nightmares. My ex...he, he...he's not who I thought he was"
"What happened?" Kim stares not once letting her hand go
"I was here for a stand up poetry tour. I um met him there. He was so sweet. I noticed him when I got off stage. He had this smile. Electric eyes and an aura that demanded attention. My second thought was that he was a bit older than me. He offered to buy my coffee. The place wasn't fancy but he made it feel that way. We talked for two hours afterwards-well he did most of the talking. Definitely a charmer. A friend of mine, came over to tell me that they were headed back to the hotel and I decided to stay back and hang with him. I felt safe. I was in a public place and my hotel was only two blocks away..."
Liza sits back slowly moving her hand from Kims'. Her face shows sadness, confusion and anger.
"....after a while I got tired and told him I was leaving. He offered to walk me back to my hotel and after a second time of denying, I finally gave in. The walk was long. It was quiet for me. I saw colorful lights and the cars drove by so slow. I was so tired. I felt heavy...anyway, I remember waking up the next morning, not remember a damn thing. I was alone. Lost."
Kim tenses up..."Liza, did he-"
Aliza shuts her eyes tight as if she was trying to push the memory away. Tears fall from her eyes and she rub her lips together.
Leaning up... "Later that day, we were loading the bus to head home and there he was. He came over to speak and give me his number. He said he couldn't stop thinking about me. I guess it felt good to feel wanted. So I gave him my number and he would call everyday. Even come see me sometimes but he always disappeared. Always. Like he would fall off the face of earth. That went on for a couple years. When I was in LA, he came along promising he would stay but I woke up and he was gone. I hadn't heard from him until I had a PI find him."
Aliza grabs the water to drink
"Well at least you're heart has been repaired. Life will-"
"Kim, I think he was date raping me."
Kim eyes get big and she gasps
"Only once do I remember having sex and I actually don't remember that but I remember being fully dressed but my underwear were inside out. He had a thing for long walks at night and I loved them but I could never remember anything the next morning. Once, I went to the doctor to see if they could check but they told me there was no trace of sexual activity. There I was...not knowing if I were still a virgin or not."
"Don't be ashamed. It takes a lot to say this. I don't know all the answer but Aliza..." Kim takes her hand to lift Liza chin..."I know you are amazing and did not deserve that."
"The nightmares I have, it's like a moment I see of him smiling at me and I can't move. I don't feel much but I scream and then it's over. It took me so long to see what he was doing and at first I couldn't believe it. I didn't want to. You know...even though my heart is full now, my mind is gone. The memories are blank and they're triggers for me. I went to a therapist a year or so ago here in New York and I did treatment with him for a while and he um-he said I am suffering from PTSD and multiple personality disorder. I didn't talk for a week. You know what's funny Kim? That day I started treatment, I walked into the building, I started to leave but MJ bumped into me and something in my said "Go Aliza, keep going".
Liza sits back and runs her hand through her hair and finally says "What are you ordering?"
For a while, Kim says nothing and then smiles "I love you"
"I love you, too" Liza blushes
"Let's skedaddle! I'm not hungry much anymore"
"Sure? Okay. MJ is waiting for me back at the suite. Wanna join us?"
"I would love to be in your penthouse suite BUTTT I have Jay waiting for me. I promised him we would finish reading our book of the month and besides he promised me a foot rub." Kim squeals
"I love Jay for you. He is amazing. Yall are coming with us to the children's center tomorrow right?"
"Of course. We wouldn't miss it my love. I am gonna go use the ladies room."
Aliza smiles softly, feeling happy to have Kim here with her. She looks out the big glass window and see a couple walking down the street and immediately breaks into a cold sweat.
She tells herself 'Breathe. You're a survivor Aliza.' Closing her eyes to count, she reopens them and the waiter is there "Coffee Miss?"
Aliza freezes and starts to shake and she then feels Kim hands on her shoulder "It's okay, Liza. Let's go"
Aliza gets up and grabs her jacket, embarassed...
"Shh shhh, it's okay. No-one will ever have to know." Kim promises rubbing her back as they left. ——————— Limo Ride
Aliza is laying her head on Kim's shoulder with a blanket over her.
"How could I have been so stupid" Aliza says quietly after a silent twenty five minute ride. Etta James is playing on the radio so that didn't help much.
"You weren't stupid. You were human."
Aliza sits up and gets a wipe from the box and cleans her face.
"Well, I got to go up and see what my man is doing. He's probably on the phone with Elizabeth or going over tour material. How do I look?"
"Absolutely fucking amazing. You look like Miss Jackson." Kim winks
"I like that..." Aliza winks back "Love you, Kimbella. Always."
"Always isn't long enough. Bye love."
Aliza waves and is escorted up to her penthouse suite and to her surprise they escort her to the rooftop. She gets out of the elevator and the first thing she notices is the beautiful skyline and then MJ... on his knees....
