My baby, Micheal Jackson..

Chapter 13 🍎

MJstan1987 @Mikey_CinnaSwirl

After some time, Michael and Marylin arrived to the apartments parking lot and snuck their way inside her apartment.

"Oh. My. God. Oh. My. God." Marylin said panting, still in shock of what happened.
"I can't believe it. The, the, the child I was taking care of all this time....was you?!"
Michael sat down on the couch and slouched down, looking at the floor.
"Yea...look..I n is this is all to take in but...I just...I didn't know how to exactly tell you...and well..." he sighed "I'm sorry if I disappointed you.."

Marylin let out a huge sigh and walked over to Michael. " I'm not disappointed at all, Mike. It's just too much to take in. Especially when your being searched all over the world"

"Yea i know.."

"How about this, we can get ourselves cleaned up and we'll go to the police station to report that woman and get her arrested. Then, you'll be able to go home and do that project you needed to finish" she said with a bit of confidence in her voice.

"Okay? But you do realize that they aren't going to believe us, right?" He said with a questioning look.

"What do you mean?" Marylin asked as she sat next to him.

"Think about it Mary. A big superstar kidnapped by a crazy witch with magical powers that turned him into a child, with no security, because they were fooled on her being the "manager of some kind". Yea, and let's not forget how they will think that you were the one to kidnap me since your a fan of mine, and fans go insane-"
He was cut off by Marylin stopping him from finishing his thought.

"Yea, yea. No need to explain." She said. "So how will we get you back then?"

They both stood in silence for a while thinking of a plan.
"Maybe we don't have to tell anyone.." Michael spoke up, breaking the silence.

Marylin looked at him in shock. "What?! But how will they even believe nothing happened?! I mean something must have gotten wrong or or or-"

"It's the best for me and you, Marylin. If we say anything they your going to get in trouble. And...I don't want that.."

Marylin blushed as she thought of the fact that he cared about her being.

"If you think it will work..then okay. Let's go for it."

They both hugged each other with a fake smile. Even though, Michael was a baby spending time with Marylin, he didn't want to leave. He loved her a lot. Marylin. She didn't want Michael to leave her as well. She worried that he would forget her..

After a few minutes, they both took a shower and got dressed. While they were doing their business, both Marylin and Michael were sad but everytime they walked by, they put on a fake smile to hide their hurtful pain.

"Ready?"

"Yea. I'm ready"

Both of them got in her car and drove off to the street.
Silence filled the air. Michael looked out the window ,as he saw cars and people pass by, thinking about how alone he would be again.

"So.." Marylin said "Do we go to your house?"

"Uhm..yea...sure, best place to start."

Again silence...

30 minutes passed and Michael began to talk again.

"Marylin..I have to tell you something.."

"Mhm?"

"I want to thank you..for EVERYTHING. The fact that you have such a good heart to let a strange child in your home, how you took care of me, protected me and provided me everything I needed as my baby form, hehe. I appreciate it a lot! And..uhm..I just wanted to say...what I'm really trying to say is that I lo-"

A knock on the window interrupted their conversation. Michael let out a deep sigh as Marylin rolled down her window.

"May i know the reason why your here-" A tall, broad shoulder man with a black and white suit said but got intervened when he saw Michael on the passenger seat.

"Sir?!" He said in shock.

"Yes it's me, now let us in and gather everyone in my convention room. I will explain everything and DONT alert the police yet"

The man agreed and did as told.

The gates soon opened and Marylin drove inside parking near the entrance. They unbuckled their seatbelt and walked inside, side by side.

To be continued... 🥲

P.S: SORRY FOR THE DELAY *faints of embarrassment*