"What?" Michael asks. I look to the ground. "I want a...divorce." I say again choking up. My feelings were beyond hurt by his statement. "It's...um, obvious...that you and I are no longer happy with each other." I look at Michael, he looks mortified, as if he just watched someone die. "Jay..a divorce? You want to leave me?" He asks quietly. I close my eyes as tears start to form. "Michael, we're both unhappy, and it's breaking my heart to see us like this. Maybe it'd be best for us to be apart.." I breathe in deeply. "Jay, I don't want to be apart from you... I don't think I can." Michael says. He grabs my hands and tries to hug me but I move his arms. He's making this so much more hard than it already is. "Michael.. I can't." "You can't leave me Jayla. We were meant to be together. I need you. Please don't let this ruin us." He gets on his knees and buries his face in my lap. I hear him begin to cry. I can't take this anymore. I lift Michael's head and wipe his tears. "I can't allow myself to be unhappy, and I hate to see you unhappy. This divorce would be best for the both of us." I stand up and walk out the room, crying silently. I grab some of my things and walk out the door. I'll have to come back and get the rest.
I push the door open to my LA home. I haven't been here in almost a year. I drop my bag at the door, and heave a heavy sigh. Leaving Michael was the hardest thing I've ever done. I can't believe he said that to me. I started to think, throughout all that begging, he never said "I'm sorry." I instantly get annoyed at the thought. My phone rings, I look at the ID and it's my mother. I'm pretty sure Michael has called her by now. I ignore the call, I don't want to hear what she wants to say right now. I look through my bag for my notepad. "I must've left it at Michael's." I sigh. "I'll get it another day" I start to look through my bag and put my clothes away. I find an old birthday card from Michael in '93.
"You are perfection in its truest form, words honestly can't describe my undying love for you. Our hearts have been connected since the beginning of time. You are my happiness, my joy and my light. My love is yours.
Love, Michael"
I drop the card on my bed and wipe my eyes. I try to get my mind off of him, I press play on my radio. For All Time begins to play where it left off. "...Baby who could really tell, when two hearts belong so well..." I forgot it was in here. I pick up my birthday card and read the words again. He really loves me. I lay back on my bed and curl into a ball, placing my card under my pillow, crying as Michael serenaded me to sleep. Am I sure I wanted to do this?
"Hello?" I answered sleepily, looking at the clock. It was 12 in the afternoon. "Jayla, where have you been I've been calling you since yesterday." My mother yelled. Shoot! I've been ignoring her calls on purpose. "Sorry mom, I've just been busy." I mumble, still half asleep. "Busy? Jayla please, you can't lie. What's going on?" I bang my head on my pillow. I really don't want to talk about this. "Mom...can we not?" "Michael called me last night, and it sounds like he was crying his eyes out. He just kept begging me to talk to you. What is going on?" I sigh. She was never going to get off the phone if I didn't tell her. "Michael and I got into a really bad argument yesterday. I told him I wanted a divorce." "You want a divorce? What in the world we're you two arguing about?" "Us losing the baby, how we feel about each other, just everything mom." I sigh again. "Jayla. You two love each other. You can tell when you see the two of you together, you can hear it in your music together. You can feel the love between you two. I don't think you want a divorce. Marriages go through things like this. This is a test of strength. You two can overcome this." I sniff, hoping she doesn't hear me crying. "I love him so much mom, and what he said truly broke my heart... He basically blamed me for losing our son." She went silent. "Well. I still think you should think over that divorce. Like I said, this is a test. I love you baby girl." "I love you too mom" I hang up and toss my phone, burying my face in my hands. If this was a test, we both failed miserably.
I gave my self a few days to think on things, alone. I decided I wanted to go through with the divorce. I had plenty of missed calls from Michael, but my only focus was to go back to Neverland and grab the rest of my things. I put on my sunglasses and walked out of my home to a plethora of paparazzi. "Jayla is it true that you and Michael are separated?!" "Jayla did you catch Michael with another woman?" I ignore all of their questions as my bodyguard pushed through the crowd.
We get to Michael's front door and I hesitate to get out of the car. I let out a breath and knocked on the door. I heard a tune playing through the door. Michael opened the door and gave me a weak smile. "Hey." "Hi." I respond, as we stand in front of each other awkwardly. "Can I?" I say pointing inside. "Yeah, sure come on in..." He moves to the side allowing me inside. "Writing music?" I ask acknowledging the tune playing. "Just adding on to the song you wrote...you said you wanted me to sing it.. So I started recording." He chuckles. "You remembered?" I say. "I always remember everything about you..." He says calmly. I clear my throat and shake my thoughts. I missed him so much. "I, uh... Just came here to get the rest of my clothes and grab my notepad." "Right. Right. Well, you know where everything is. I'm gonna go back to the song. Call me if you need me, Jay." I walk around the house and gather my clothes, placing them in a big bag. I see the music box and heart shaped diamond necklace he gave me. I pick it up and put it on and carefully place the music box in my bag. I give my last bag to my bodyguard to put in the trunk. I turn to Michael standing in front of me. "You were about to leave your notepad again..." He says quietly, handing it to me. "thanks" I reply as I turn to leave. Michael grabs my hand and pulls me back into his arms, locking me into a kiss. I instantly kiss back pulling him closer to me. Lord knows, I wanted to stay and be with him, but my heart was too broken. This was goodbye. We pull apart and stare at each other, not wanting to let go. "Bye Michael..." I say as tears begin to form. He wipes a loose tear from my eyes. "Goodbye, my love."
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