I woke up to (I know there's a lot of waking up and passing out!) Renee shaking me frantically. "Michael! Please don't leave me...I haven't even known you forever and I...I feel...like I've known you forever. I love you..and I'm lucky to have Michael Jackson in my hospital bed..please don't go.."
I smiled to myself. This woman hardly knows me and wants me to live. "Don't worry, I'm still here baby." I spoke, softly. She smiled at me and her eyes were full of tears. She hugged me tightly, trying not to mess up the IV in my arm. "Oh Michael I thought you left me!" I smiled and giggled. "Baby girl I hardly even know you." "But I have enough of your albums, and my medical skills, to be worried to lose Michael Jackson!" I laughed and she just watched me laugh. I was getting kinda bothered.
"What's wrong? Is something on my face?" She sighed. "Michael...I haven't known you at all but, I think I wanna be your girl- your friend." I laughed again. She wants to be my girlfriend. How cute! "Of course you can be my friend, Dr. Kennels." "Please, call me Renee." I giggled and hugged her. I didn't know I was already at Renee's house, and she told me I had been there for 4 weeks, and maybe it'll take longer for me to heal. She took me to her house because Joseph kept barging in and killing me. I came up withu the sense to ask: "What time is it?" "It's 10:00 at night. Your family has been here for a week, trying to bring you food. That Joseph son of a bitch told them not to eat until your...and I quote..."skinny ass" ate something. But you wouldn't wake up and they were getting hungry. They left and well some of your brothers come here daily to check on you, and also getting you something to eat. I promised them I would be right here, if you died or not, and I would let them know as soon as they got back." I didn't know how to feel. "How about I take you on a date, next week?" She smiled brightly. "Mr. Jackson, you'll need to stay in bed by next Monday, Tuesday through Saturday you need to move around. So maybe, next Tuesday?" I nodded. "Take as much time as you want," I said, "because I'll still want to take you out." You'll die if I take how much time the lab wants me to." We both laughed and then she looked in my eyes. "You have very big, brown eyes. They're cute." I smiled and winked at her. "You have a beautiful smile." The room fell silent (after she flirtatiously giggled) and I felt my face inching closer to hers and hers inching closer to mines. We were inches apart when...
"Michael Joseph Jackson." Katherine said from the hallway. Renee instantly kissed and my mother walked in with a bag of food (jack in the box oh yeah!) and we stayed exactly how we were. The kiss got deeper and deeper and I could tell she really did love me. "Michael!" Renee jumped from me and giggled, me following the same. "You can't be serious. You are just lip locking with the doctor?" I nodded and looked at her. "And-" "You don't understand, Ma. She's beautiful. And she's all mines for however long she wants to be." Renee grabbed the bag and adjusted the thingy to my heart monitor and whispered, "Don't move to much, you'll disconnect this and I'll have to retie it." My eyes were just widened stupidly. "No, you won't die." She laughed and I laughed too. "Well aren't you two just the perfect match?" Renee blushed and nodded. "What can I say, we were a match made in heaven." I said. "Well you two have fun. Not too much, though." She left the room and my stomach growled. "Mr. Jackson, I know you're hungry and all but I have to make sure you don't take in too much." "Don't call me that, it makes me sound old." We both laughed and she extended a fry towards mah face. "Uh...I can move my arms, right?" "Yes, you can, but I just wanna make sure you don't move." She lied. I didn't care, she was trying to heal me. I smiled and took the fry from her hand (a little too much), accidentally licking her palm. She giggled and kept doing this for a while. Man, she was beautiful. "Okay, bath time." She put the food to the side. I was trying to avoid all of this so I said, "I'm still hungry!" She laughed. "You're lying." She unhooked all of the shiz that was hooked up to me and I panicked. "Can I bathe alone?" "No." "Why?" I asked.
"I'm sorry Michael, I can't let you go unsupervised. Well, when you're using the restroom, I can't go. Boss's orders." She helped me up and I noticed her staring. "What?" "You're...very...tall." I giggled. "I get that a lot." She walked me into the bathroom. Dear lord..
