Just You And Me (A Michael Jackson Story)

Chapter 9: Little Secrets..

Cameron's Point of View

Ha...That's what I'm talking about...Just some hours ago..Charlotte came to my house and I fought her..Not with force but something for painful...A kiss...I gave her a kiss..She slapped the hell out of me but it was so damn worth it. It was nice to get to touch her lips once more...Somebody told me that I have to never give up on what I want..And I want Charlotte...But I'm shocked...Michael and her? The dude just met her like about a week ago...Me and her have history together..8..almost 9 months worth of history...Her and Michael only got like 1 week...I am gonna fight till I get what I want...

5 months ago...it was the time when I did my mistake...Look, I asked Charlotte for her virginity...I mean me and her were 15 almost 16...I loved her so much so I wanted to step up our relationship...I just wanted sex with her...But then she said she wanted to wait...So I was like okay..There was this girl named Lilly Jones in my class...And she is pretty..But she's not my type...She has no ass, no boobs, she is short, and she is kinda smart...I don't like them type of girls...I like tall, smart, girls with a big ass and boobs, has to have a beautiful smile...Well just like Charlotte...Charlotte is the perfect girl..I swear...She has a big ass, she has a little bit of boobs but she is just...So Damn Perfect...But then I went to the store and I found her there..I was freaking horny and she seduced me..And it kinda led to sex...I didn't mean to have sex with her..I felt real bad and then Charlotte came in...Her face..Full of anger and hate in her eyes and tears..I wanted to make it up to her...But too late...I am getting help...I always go to therapy because I have bipolar depression...I am on my way now..I open the door and get in...

"Cameron Johnson...To see Therapist Mrs. Walters...Please"

"Right this way," The receptionist tells me as she guides me to the hallway "Down this hallway...till you reach room 25A"

I go all the way down the hallway and reach room 25A...I read the name plate...Claudia Walters...Professional Therapist...*gulps*...Here we go...

I open the door slowly and see Mrs. Walters sitting on her desk...She looks up at me and smiles...I smile back...

"Hello...Cameron, right?" Mrs. Walters says..

"Yes...Cameron Johnson"

"Okay...Please sit down and tell me what's bothering you.."

I sight and seat on the comfortable chair they got here..While she seats next to me and has kinda like a notebook...

"Okay Mrs. Walters...Well my ex, her name is Charlotte..Me and her went out for almost 9 months...Then I got seduced by this girl named Lilly...And It went downhill from there....She broke up with me....I still love her but it pains me that now she found another man...I feel like the urge to just kill him.."

She looks at me surprised but then just understands..."I recommend you to take this tea first...It will help you with this urge and it also will help with your bipolar depression...If you still got them urges just come back here.."

"Okay..Mrs. Walters...Thank you"

I step out of the room...Well I guess now I gotta drink this tea now...Great..

Charlotte's Point of View

I haven't felt so good since I came back home...I took a shower and got out of them wet clothes...My head is pounding, my throat fucking hurts, my heart also hurts, I feel shivers down my body..Is just awful...Michael is still kinda mad for what I did...But he's taking care of me...Which it makes me feel better...I wonder what goes through his head during this times..Right now I am laying on the couch with a blanket on top of me and watching T.V...Michael is cooking me some chicken soup...I love him for it...I touch my forehead...It seems I got a fever...Just damn great..I think it was the freaking rain...I hate you rain...Michael comes and kneels down in front of me with a bowl of chicken soup..I don't feel like eating...*sights* But I have too...He gives me one spoon full and I eat it...

"Eat please Charlotte...*touches her forehead*...Damn you gotta fever..See I told you it was the cold rain..It made you sick..." He says as he feeds me another spoon full...

"I don't wanna eat no more..Michael..I am full"

"Just 2 more spoon fulls...Do it for me.." He says as he gives me the puppy eyes..I hate when he does that...

"Fine...*rolls eyes*..."

I eat another 2 spoon fulls...Then I get another shiver...Damn...I hate being sick...Then Michael seats in the other couch that's diagonal from the one I'm sitting on...I look at him and he looks at me...Then I go back to watching T.V...

"Charlotte, I gotta tell you a secret...Please don't leave me if I tell you..." He says as he comes closer to me...

"Okay..Talk"

"I have a disease called Vitiligo...It a condition in which the pigment is lost from areas of the skin, causing whitish patches, often with no clear cause..That's why I am white..I cover the dark spots with make up because without It I look like a freak...*gulps*.."

I look up at him..I sit up and take his hands..He looks like he is hurt..Damn..

"Michael..Is okay..I won't leave you because of that...I just love you how you are...That's it..But I also gotta confess something...That would probably shock the hell out of you...You would get scared of me.." I say as my eyes trail to the T.V..Trying to hide the pain....

"Come on is okay..You can tell me anything..I won't leave you..No matter what.."

"Okay..*sights*...This may sound paranormal..I was born with a disorder...Well I don't know how to call it really..Is this other person that is in me...The person is crazy...His name is Jeff..Jeff The Killer...When I get really mad or sad..I go into total insane mode..You don't wanna see that part of me...I know I sound like a fucking freak...I've tried everything I could to try to fix me...But there is no cure...I just wish I was normal and I wouldn't have this another personality in me..Well monster I mean.." I say as I look down and start to cry hard...Here comes Jeff...

Michael takes my hands and takes them away from my face...Then he makes me look at his eyes which make me feel more guilty..Damn it...

"Baby...I don't hate or think nothing less or more about you...I know it may sound creepy and paranormal but I mean is you..And I love you..I just love you..And I mean I'll help you with that..Don't worry.."

"Damn it Michael..Why are you treating me so sweet and nice? After all I've done to you?"

"Charlotte...I do that because I love you...I really do..I am not gonna be like Cameron...Oh hell no..After what he has done to you?..He didn't deserve you...Oh no way...Baby..You know I love you just the way you are..I don't care you are freaky for having this thing in you..Is not your fault..." He says as he tries to comfort me...

He sits down next to me on the couch...He takes me and puts me on his lap and covers us with a blanket and I lay my head on his chest...Then I feel him rubbing his hand up and down my back..Gosh this feels good...I am still sick...I don't want Michael too catch a cold or fever or whatever...But I just can't let him get away...I wanna be with him..Now..Why do I have this desire on me...Lord help me and my body..And especially help Jeff...

I turn my body facing his..I play with this buttons on his shirt..He is looking at me doing it...He giggles a little...Then I just unbuttoned one of his buttons...then I go lower until his bare chest is out on display...Damn he is one sex guy I must say...

"What are you doing?" He says with a sexy seductive voice...Damn again..

"It was my hand...It wasn't me..." I say innocently...

He chuckles and I start placing my hand on his chest...What in the damn world is my hand doing?...I start doing circle shapes on his chest...making him moan a little...Damn his moans....Turns me on as fuck...Cameron was never like this..Oh hell no..Me and him never had intimate moments like this..But there was this once that we got close..He didn't have his shirt on...That's all..But it never was like this...

Then my lips do something..I have never thought they will have done..they start kissing Michael's chest...WTF Lips...He is loving it..by the expression on his face you could see he is enjoying it...Then when I'm about to do something extremely dirty...I notice I am sick..I wouldn't like him to get sick also..*sights*..What's wrong with me and my feelings towards Michael Jackson?...My feelings towards my..boyfriend...That I freaking love so much...*dreamy sight*