Forever and a Half || Michael Jackson

Chapter Twenty-One - Potter's Magic

Before we start, I want to say that this chapter is very special to me. I wrote it months ago and now I can finally post it! And also, this is the original FAAH cover; it was meant to be Dangerous era originally, but I changed it at the last minute. x3

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Chapter twenty-one – Potter's Magic

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-The next day-

So ... today Michael and I are going to the pottery place not far from here. It would be a lie to say I'm not looking forward to it – because honestly, I'm really excited; I haven't been to this place since I was a child, so it'll be nice to walk down Memory Lane a little.

We've already had breakfast; gotten dressed and ready for the day ahead, so now we're going to walk there. We exit the house out the back door, then I lock the door for precautionary measures.

"So ... you're looking forward to today, huh?" Michael asks as we walk down the country road. His hands are tucked deep into his pockets, the ends of his sleeves hanging out loosely because they're too baggy to fit inside the pocket.

"Yes, I am actually." A genuine smile forms on my face, "I'm looking forward to reliving old memories, in a way. Just ... with a better person than the first time around."

He furrows his eyebrows in confusion, but keeps his eyes ahead so he can watch where he's going, "A better person? Why, what was so bad about your friends?"

Wow, he remembered the last time I went to the pottery place. It was for a birthday party when I was younger ...

"Yeah, well, friends have to be genuine to make decent memories with them," I explain dejectedly, bowing my head so that no matter what, we can't make eye contact any time soon.

"Were they not genuine?" he questions, his voice suddenly dropping in volume.

"Well ... not really. They seemed like it at the time, but ... well, they all showed their true colours eventually. First there was Tanisha, who I believe was the girl who had a party at the pottery place. She showed her true colours when ... " Pausing briefly, I begin to relive the moment, "It was about seven years ago; not long after Eren and I broke up. You know ... Eren, my ex boyfriend. Anyway, Tanisha was the nicest girl you'll ever come across, especially towards me. I mean, I was her best friend!" My eyebrows knit together, "But apparently, that niceness was fake. Whenever I wasn't around, she would talk about me to everyone else – telling pure lies about me."

"Lies like what?" Michael inquires.

"She told them things like ... like I only dated Eren to hide the fact I'm ... lesbian, which isn't true. I'm not a lesbian, or bisexual. I'm heterosexual and always have been. At the time, it turned out my friendship group hated the idea of anyone being bisexual or homosexual ... so they all went off me. I tried time and time again to explain that it wasn't true, but then it got to the point where they heard the lie so much, they started to believe it was true. They all turned against me, despite me trying to convince them it wasn't true. That's not genuine friends."

Michael gives me a sincere look of sympathy, "I'm sorry Cit. Gosh, that must have been so hard for you ... "

I nod a little, "Yeah, it was. After that, I had practically no friends apart from this girl called Lavinyah. She was bisexual, so she "accepted me" for who I was. But once I told her I wasn't homosexual, she believed me like a good friend should. The only thing that stopped our friendship was—"

My breath catches in the back of my throat, as I remember the time, five years ago, "Uhm, sh-she was shot a few years back, and she died instantly. It still hurts me to this day, because she was the last friend I ever really had apart from you ... "