Thanks to the wonderful MichaelBeMine, I came up with the idea to base my chapters from a few of my favorite songs! At first I would just write the idea that Beyonce' was inspired by Michael, and each moment they spent together, would reflect her wo...
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You know I'vebeen in love before You're the first one I ever seen That burnslike gasoline
Capitol Studios Los AngelesCalifornia, December 5, 2003
With a hoarse whisper on the other end
He answered.
"Hey...it's me.."
Really? Hey it's me? Let'sjust pretend for a moment, that I hadn't worried myself sick forweeks over where this man had been.
It's not as if Ibelieved he'd be slithered in a hole somewhere, killing his own souldue to his extreme unhappiness. It's not like he wasn't thinking.that the entire world that once adored him was turning it's uglyside. A thousand tragic scenarios played inside my head while goingthat long stretch without speaking to him, I worried myself sicktrying to find ways to reach him. The time had came, and I get a heyit's me?
Trying to staycalm, I bit down on my lower lip to calm my nerves. "Michael, whereare you?"
Out the corner ofmy eye, I could see Shawn stiffing his back, and turning his bodyaround on his swivel chair.
"Bey, I-Ican't.."
I interrupted in apanic, because I can't wasn't exactly what I was trying to hear."Don't you do that, don't-don't you dare.." sniffling sharply, Iblinked with blurry vision as tears filled my eyes.
"Hey, do you needme to-" Shawn stood up to speak, I'm sure he was preparing toexcuse himself but I didn't give him the chance to finish.
"Get out!" Ihollered jabbing my finger towards the door. Poor thing, he neverstood a chance.
Watching quietly, Iwaited for Shawn to shuffle out of the room before speaking up again."Michael, yo-you can't do this to me. I've worried myself to death,I can't sleep, I-I can't eat. Please you have to at least let me knowyou're-"
Michael interruptedcoolly without the intentions of being rude. "They're talking abouttaking my kids Beyonce..."he snuffled over the phone with ademeanor that seemed move cut off.
