One Day In Your Life

Chasing Dreams II

"Yeah I told you...", I replied the second time rolling my eyes as my mother asked again.
"Mom please I don't know how often I should tell you yet that I'm ok", I sighed.
"I arrived a couple of hours ago and still try to unpack my suitcase, but it makes it very difficult to concentrate myself when you won't stop to ask the same questions again and again".
"I'm sorry honey, I just want to make sure you're okay", she said on the other end as I heard a high toned clicking.
She probably lit a cigarette, maybe the third since we started talking about half a hour ago.
"Well, mom you know it's not very healthy to likely consume those cigarettes".
"I don't want to be the one whose fault is that you pass away much too soon, you know I need you", I groaned worried that she overdue it in time just because she's so nervous and worried about me.
"Diane please", she hissed.
"We talked about this much too often, I'm fine and you know that".
"Don't try to argue with me mom, somethimes it's better when parents start to listen to their children, I'm grown and I know what I'm saying".
"Anyway", I closed the wardrobe door and sat myself on the couch as I opened the screen of my laptop.
"I'm gonna go now I still have to do some research you know...".
"Fine, if you're in need to talk just call sweetheart", I basically could hear her warm smile through the phone.
"Yeah I know... I love you mom", I smiled to myself.
"Love you too honey", and with this she hung up.
Somethimes I wish that she would have been that  appreciative back then as I needed her more than nowadays, but you simply can't change it anyway.
Who thought that it would turn out that way five years later, chasing the love of my life who told me he would wait for me and now?, married to another woman.
I closed my eyes and began to rub my temples, please oh lord let me find my Mikey to talk about all this, I thought and got myself a glass of water.

Bringing my mind back to the serious things right now, so I sat back in front of my laptop looking for Michael's Neverland address, something deep inside tells me that I could find him there, so I set all my luck on this point and wrote the address on a sheet of paper before I made myself ready for a long and lonely night.

~ The Next Morning ~

Sleepily rubbing the mere sleep out of my eyes as I lazily got up from the white covered sheets I was laying in.
I couldn't even get some rest at night because all I was thinking of was Michael and the fact that he probably forgot me through the year and me right now making a fool out of myself by trying to find him.

I went to  the bathroom for a quick shower followed by a hot chocolate to calm my nerves a little before I went downstairs and through the large revolving door.
Down the street not far from the hotel has been Jonny's Car Rent Shop so I made up my mind and went there for getting a car.
Thank god this car had a route guidance system in it, that made it ways easier for me to even get close to Neverland.

About two and a half hours later I reached my destinations and on the horizon I could see the gates of Neverland.
So I parked the car and walked towards the double door gates on the front.
Like in my memories , everything was just like the day he showed me Neverland, as beautiful as always.
A small smile came to my lips as I carefully walked in.
No security or any of his bodygards in sight, he really feels safe here.
I looked around but no one seemed to be there, walking along the grass fields I've been on the lookout for him as suddenly I heard his laugh. It may sounds crazy but at this time I was sure I heard him.
Pushed by the adrenalin inside my body I followed his sweet giggles until I saw him.
Sitting on a large stone with a little bag of bird food in his one hand and throwing crumbs towards the bunch of birds tweeting and enjoying the fact that Michael feeds them.
Seeing him after such a long time made my heart melt basically.
I tried to put myself together as I cleard my throat, "Uhm excuse me", I spoke as Michael slowly turned around focusing my very embodiment.
"Yes", he looked directly into my eyes as a small smile came across his lips.
"How can I help you?", he asked standing up.
I tried to control the lump in my throat but it was just getting harder to speak with every minute that passed.
"I... uhm...", I stuttered.
"Hey what are you doing here??!!", I heard someone shouting from behind, as I turned around I saw Lisa rushing towards me with an angry face and clenched jaw.
"Who are you and what came to your mind to just walk in here?!", she yelled looking up and down me.
"Calm down Lisa", Michael interruped her by gentle laying his arm around her waist while his other hand kept stuffed in the pocket of his slack ebony trousers.
"You know I love my fans, so please stop yelling at her", Michael smiled at her then looking back at me.
"So young lady, what can I do for you?", his soft voice echoed through my head. A fan?...
"I'm not a fan Michael...", I almost chocked on my own spit.
"Don't you recognize me?", I spoke feeling how my eyes filled with tears.
"I'm sorry but...".
"So if you're not a fan you can also leave", Lisa rudely interrupted Michael as she motioned the way for me to leave.

Tears began to roll down my cheeks as I ran straight outta this embarassing situation.
"Wait...", I heard Michaels voice from behind but I ignored it and kept running, running away from this nightmare.