*Michael*
We're sitting in the back of my car as we head towards Neverland. It's about an hour or so away so I know she's gunna be antsy.
"Why are you taking me there again?" Rose asks for the millionth time.
I roll my eyes. "I told you, but I'll tell you again. You've never heard of Neverland, you're so far up your own ass it's nauseating, and you need to have some fun for once. All you do is complain, drink and berate others. When was the last time you actually had some fun?" She starts to open her mouth but I interrupt her. "That didn't involve alcohol?"
She stays quiet.
"Exactly." I smirk to myself.
"I don't have my head up my ass." She grumbles, looking out the window.
I scoff, "Oh please! You just said in my place that you- and I quote- 'watch the news just to see what they say about me.'"
She looks at me, hate radiating from her face. If looks can kill. "Fuck you, you're just trying to make me be nice. News flash honey, being nice doesn't get you anywhere. Trust me, I learned the hard way." She leans into her seat, opening the mini fridge I have and grabs a water.
"You used to be nice?" I ask, genuinely shocked at her mini confession.
"Let's not talk about that. Just know that being nice doesn't always work out." She sighs, taking a sip of her water.
We sit in silence for a few moments before she speaks again.
"So why is it so special?"
"What? Neverland?"
Rose nods her head.
I smile as I answer her, "It's sorta like my safe haven, it's a place where I feel happy, and complete. Especially when I have the children there. Seeing them play and just be themselves makes me feel like I can do anything. It's peaceful and wonderful. Fun for everyone really. I don't know how to really explain it. You would have to see it for yourself."
Unconvinced, Rose leans back in her seat, pouting. "Are we there yet?"
"Almost. Not even fifteen minutes."
Soon we drive up to the gates and Rose rolls down her window.
She whistles. "Not bad. The brick with the black gates kinda clashes for my taste but nonetheless it's okay."
I inwardly roll my eyes as the gates open and we start driving into the main residence. We finally pull up to my house and I get out the car, opening the door for Rose, who seems to be in awe of the surroundings around her.
"Come, walk with me."
We start walking around and I show her the things I have around the ranch, which in turn I got 'oohs' and 'ahhs' from her.
"And here is the amusement park." I say, opening my arms to show off.
"Oh my god." Was the last thing I heard from her before she ran off, heading towards the swing ride.
I motion for the operator to buckle her up and I stand by, taking in this new person that's before my eyes.
"Aren't you coming?" Rose asks.
I ponder for a moment, then eventually give in, sitting next to her. I buckle myself in and when we're finally ready the operator starts the ride, and I'm seeing a side of Rose that I've never seen before.
"WOOOOOOOOO! THIS IS FUCKING AWESOME! WOOHOOOO!" She screams, making me laugh and scream with her. When the ride stopped she hopped off and got on more. She was having the time of her life. She stops and waits for me to catch up.
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Her Name Was Rose *Mj Fanfic*
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