Michael's Angel

Chapter Eight

Even after Lisas, uhm, mysterious disappearance a couple years ago.. *cough*

Marylin has grown closer to Michael. She trusted him with secrets and questions that she needed answers from. Sometimes her questions were.... interesting.

*Flashback*
"Soo... This is what?.." Marylin asked.
Everyone in the studio looked at each other in confusion. Even Michael.
"Water?" Said Quincy.
"Fascinating" she replied as she sat the glass water.
"And what's this?" She pointed at a glass of orange juice.
Everyone stood silent.
"A glass of orange juice?" Micheal answered her question.
"I see"
Marylin began to wonder around the room and look at the smallest details, ignoring the fact everyone was confused.

"So Stephanie, do you want to go ahead and wait in the limo for me?im just gonna sign some papers and I'll be out." Micheal said as he broke the awkwardness.
Marylin stopped and thought for a second.
"Of course"She walked her way to the door and stood there. She jus tired hand movements and jumped up and down.
"Are you ok?" Asked one of the producers.
"Yes, but this door isn't. How do you move the piece of wood?" She asked.
"Pull the handle towards you?" He said.
She did what she was told and had a face of shock.
"FASCINATING!" and with that she left the room.
"I'm sorry mike but where did you say you me this girl? She acts as if she's never been here before in this word. Wtf?" Asked Quincy.
Micheal awkwardly laughed as he knew, he was speaking facts.

Time skip: 2001

"Okay Stephanie, the kids have already eaten. So no food ok? Sorry I have to leave you to take care of them again.. I really am-"  Micheal said before he got cut off by Marylin.
"No need to apologize besides you should go!" She said as she pushed him out the door.
"No go before you arrive late! Ugh!" She said before almost closing the door.
"Take care!" She yelled.
"Okay but no cand-"
Micheal couldn't even finish his sentence since Marylin closed the door on his face.
"Oops. Guess he didn't say anything about sweets huh?" She said as she gave an innocent shrug while looking at the kids.

Prince and Paris started giggling as they ran to the kitchen knowing what's coming up.
"Gummy bears!" Cried out Paris.
"No Paris! Cookies!" Exclaimed Prince.
"How about both?" Marylin said as she took out both of the packets.
"Yes!!" The kids did happily.
"We play with my tea table!" Paris said.
"Nooo! I don't like it Paris!" Prince said.
"Aww come on P, just 5 minutes. Please?" Marylin said as she split the sweets into three plates.
Prince thought about it and after a few minutes he agreed.
Paris was already upstairs running down the hall.

As Marylin and prince walked by Micheals room, Prince stopped in his tracks.
"What's the matter little one?" Marylin asked as she turned around.
"Look it's daddy's room" he said as he pointed inside the room.
"Yes I see, but we can't go inside-"
"Daddy's closet is open" he then said.
Marylin eyes grew big and peeled inside the room. She always wanted to try on Micheals clothes and see what it feels like wearing gems all the time. She thought about it for a second as Paris went out of her room and walked over to them.
"I guess your daddy wouldn't mind if we share his clothes, right? He always said sharing is caring"
And with that that they all entered the room and closed the door from behind.

Marylin wore his iconic red long sleeve shirt from the Oprah interview from 1993.
Paris wore his green long sleeve shirt with a fedora.
Prince wore a blue long sleeve, white shirt and his fedora with his shoes.
Marylin saw his complete outfit and immediately thought of the music video, TWYMMF.
They all laughed and played as they pretended to be Micheal.
"The way you make me feel!" Sang Prince.
"THE WAY YOU MAKE ME FEEL!" Sang Paris and Marylin.
They danced like Michael, talked like Michael and dressed like Michael.

Soon, Marylin began to play his music on a little CD radio he had in his night stand. They danced like monkeys all around the room. All of them had so much fun they didn't notice Michael arrived home.
He opened the front door and noticed that there was music playing faintly.
Micheal walked silently upstairs and realized it came from his room. He opened the door slowly and quietly and saw the unpredictable.
His jaw opened as he saw his clothes all over his room, Bad was playing in the background, and his children dressed as him.
Marylin noticed he was at the door way and hit pause on the radio. The kids turned around and saw what she was seeing.

The room was filled with silence.
Nothing.
But.
Silence.
Soon Marylin broke it.
"He started it." She said as she pointed at prince.
"Hey!" He replied.
"What are y'all doing in my room?!" He then exclaimed. He wasn't so pleased.
"We're sorry Micheal. Uhm.. we got... distracted..." Marylin replied shyly. He didn't believe her and tapped his foot as he got mad.
"Kids clean up and go to bed" Micheal said.
"But daddy-"
"Go on."
The kids left sadden the fun was over. Now it was only Micheal and Marylin.
"Stephanie not only yoi broke my room of not giving the kids candy, you also walked into my room?" He then said.
"You know I don't allow anyone here without my knowledge. Why would you brake the rule?!" He raised his voice.
"Well Micheal, I apologized. It's not a big deal. It's just a  room." She said as she crossed her arms.
"JUST a room? JUST? Stephanie I have important things here that you nor the kids understand. I hate when people don't ask me for things ok?! It's annoying!" He said as he threw his glasses on the bed.
"No its not, they're just kids Micheal!" She yelled.
"I know but your the 'adult' here Stephanie! You should know-"
"But I didn't! I forget things Michael! I didn't remember what you said I got distracted-"
"THATS YOUR PROBLEM STEPHANIE. YOUR SO GODDAMN DUMB. YOIR ALWAYS DISTRACTED AND JUST.. DUMB. HOW COULD I NOT BE SURPRISED?!" Micheal yelled in frustration which caused Marylin to flinch.
She stood in silence as she had to fight back the truth. Only she knew her reason of being on earth and her first priority..

Michael..

"I'm not dumb nor act like one Michael. My knowledge is far beyond yours. I understand your mad. And that's ok. But I just want you to know that I, we, are sorry." And with that Marylin left the room leaving Michael alone.
She went outside and sat under a tree as she gazed a view from above.
"If only he knew, right father?" She whispered to herself.

"If only he knew..."

To be continued...