MS. PRISSY MARISSY

The Visit

KENDRA P.O.V.
It was time to pay Lisa a visit. There's a line for salty exes and Lisa was using it as a fucking jump rope. I'm tired of looking Michael in his beautiful innocent eyes and seeing how much she's broken him.

I walked through the revolving doors of the hotel Lisa was staying in. I slipped behind the unattended clerk's desk to check the sign in book. Lisa was in Room 148. I heard heels clicking down the hall and I hopped over the counter as an elegantly dressed lady rounded the corner. "Miss, may I help you?" "Uhm, yes. I need some....spare towels!" She looked at me weirdly and nodded. She placed a call then a maid hurried around the corner with 3 neatly stacked towels. I took them and thanked her before turning back to the clerk. "Oh yes, and it seems Miss Presley misplaced her key card. May I get it to take it up to her please?" As she remade the card, she chatted casually about me unaware I was standing right in front of her. Saying things like, "Can you believe her?" "What was she thinking?" and, "Why would she defend him?". I gritted my teeth until I couldn't take it anymore. I pulled back my hood and she gasped, then started apologizing profusely before I shut her up by lifting my hand. "Look lady. You have no idea who Lisa truly is. She puts on an act for the camera. And you have no idea whatsoever what type of  an Michael is. Everything Lisa says is rude and untrue. Don't gossip until you know the fucking facts. You and the paparazzi need to learn that." I snatched the key card from her hand and quickly went to the elevator bank. I step out onto the 14th floor and walk quietly to room 148. I put the key card in the slot and hear it click, sliding in quietly. I shut the door with another quiet click. The tv is on and Lisa walks out the kitchenette with a bag of popcorn, dropping it when she sees me. "K-K-Kendra what a unexpected......surprise!" "It's not as unexpected as you think because you know exactly why I'm here."

She darted towards the desk, where her coat lay folded neatly on the back of the chair. I couldn't risk her calling anyone to interrupt me so I jump on the bed and land in between her and her coat. I tackled her and we fell onto the carpeted floor. I was trained and she wasn't. I was on top of her and she kept grabbing for my hair which I had pinned back in a ponytail. Somehow she'd gotten ahold of a knife and cut my side. I cried out in pain and held my wounded side. She came at me with the knife again and I rolled out the way. I kicked my foot out and it hit her in the stomach. Once I was on top of her again, I hit her a couple more times. Blood was soaking through my shirt but I didn't care. I kicked her in the stomach and spit on her. She coughed and said, "You've got something coming for you Kendra Banks, so watch your back."  I scoffed and clutching my injured side, I made my way to the elevator.

As I was driving, dark spots swam in my vision. I knew I'd black out soon and I definitely wouldn't make it home. Go to Michael My mind sang. I nodded at the thought and started headed toward Neverland. Ever thing was spinning and I was lightheaded as I crawled up the steps to Neverland's grand doors. I was able to tap on the door a couple times before laying back on my knees. I was breathing hard and the last thing I saw before passing out was Michael's face. "Lisa." I whispered weakly. Then everything was black.