Two Love Symbols

~IV~

-December 17, 1991
-Chanhassen, MN
-Prince's POV

"Are you serious?" Janet asks, unconvinced that my story is true.

I simply nod my head. Right now, it is lunch here at Paisley Park and neither one of us were hungry so we decided to just talk in my office. I told everyone that I don't want anyone coming to my office during lunch because I am going to busy. Let's just hope that my staff follows that rule.

Janet and I are sitting across from each other on the black leather couch in my office. We have just been talking about our lives, really. Nothing freaky happening. We are just taking about our childhood and her story is actually very inspiring. I mean, she came from a star studded family being that her brothers are the Jackson's and her sister (whom I had a crush on when I was a teen) is LaToya Jackson. Everyone else went into the music department of entertainment but she, on the other hand chose to stay an important part behind the scenes by becoming a choreographer. She has been a backup dancer before but she was way too shy to continue with that career and loves dance too much to switch lanes. Not just that but she has been struggling with weight issues ever since she was an adolescent and says still does but I don't see it. Her abusive father thought that he should beat her until she becomes aware of the fact that she is "over weight". I'm guessing it all worked out for her because she has the perfect figure, with abs for days. I still hate the fact that she was beaten to get to where she is now. I'm just glad that the abuse for her is over now.

When she finished her story, she insisted on hearing mine. I never talk about it to anyone and I never planned on doing it before. I told her about the whole thing with my father finding me in bed with an older girl at the age of 12 and how he kicked my out. Then I moved in with my best friend, Andre. I even mentioned how I spent almost two hours on the phone with my dad, pleading and crying, begging him to let me back into his house but in the end, I failed tremendously. Right now, she can't stand to think that everything is actually true and she is unconvinced. She doesn't want that to be the truth but sadly, it is. "Wow." Janet says in a shocked tone as her eyes start to well up with tears.

My face contorts with confusion. "Why are you crying?" I ask, confused.

She quickly wipes the tear that escaped from her left eye and shrugs. "It's just that I didn't know that you had it so hard and I wish that you didn't have to go through all of that. Someone like you doesn't deserve that kind of upbringing, at all." Janet says in a depressed tone.

I motion for her to come over to me. She forces a small smile and scoots over to sit on my lap. I wrap my arms around waist and pull her in closely. I nuzzle my face in her neck and leave one small kiss. She smells nice, too. "It doesn't matter what happened to me when I was 12 or 16 or even when I was 21. All that matters right now is you. Remember that." I say slowly.

She turns around enough to face me. "You mean that?" She asks in the cutest voice ever.

I nod. "Of course I mean that." I say as I leave a small kiss on her nose.

I then lean in for a kiss and she leans in for one too, meeting me halfway as our eyes lock. After that split second of gazing, we finally lock lips. This supposedly loving kiss turns into one of our feverish make out session. As the kiss starts to get heated, I turn Janet over so she is now straddling me, giving me more access to her body. My hands roam freely all over her and her right hand stays fixed on keeping my face positioned to her liking. We are getting all tangled up in each other, not giving a damn about anything else when someone walks into my office. To my surprise, it is Diamond. She didn't knock or anything she just walked right in.