For All Time [ Michael Jackson Fanfiction ]

10 ~ True Words/ New Place

A/N : omggg I can't believe the tenth chapter is being published ! Tenth ! :)))) Enjoy ! xx

Michael
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She will never forgive me.

Never.

That's what she said, and honesty poured out of her eyes when those harsh words came out of her mouth.

That was true.

She knew it will be impossible for her to forgive me.

I'm sure I deserved that.

But, hell, it hurt. Very bad.

Just to see her cry in front of me broke my heart. And even more when she avoided my touch.

I felt like a monster. A lot of people thought I was one. I didn't care, though. But I couldn't bear feeling like one in Blanche's eyes. That was horrible.

I truly was an asshole.

The fact that she yelled at me surprised me, but at the same time, I knew that would happen, eventually.

I knew she wasn't going to run into my arms as soon as our eyes would meet.

At least, she was the one coming to me. I didn't think she would knock at my door, nor be so cute in front of me. Her sudden change of mood confirmed that. I'll never forget how she yelled at me. Exactly like the day I broke up with her.

When we were dating, we never argued that way. Of course, there were times when we disagreed on certain things, but we never raised our voices like that. Never.

I sighed and rubbed my face.

Honestly, I didn't know what to do anymore. She was so mad at me. And she had every reason to be. There was nothing I could do to make her feel better again.

I fucked up. Hard.

Blanche would have never done that to me.

In my head, I turned the whole scenario the other way around. Imagining Blanche suddenly breaking up with me, marrying another guy-

Oh geez...

I wanted to cry because of the image of her in someone else's arms. For two years...

"Shit," I mumbled as I rubbed my temples.

My head was pounding and I wished for everything but an headache.

I was stuck there. I didn't want to move. I didn't want to see Blanche. I knew she would act differently in front of me, and I hated that.

I had no solution but stay locked in my room. Of course, I'd have to see her, eventually. But I didn't want to-

I mean ; I did...

But I didn't want to see the hurt in her eyes. Especially when it was because of me.

The situation was way too complicated, and I tried to clear my mind.

I had to stay positive.

At least, I was sure that Blanche was not in danger in our home. And I was happy that she had accepted our offer. If she hadn't, I would have known that there was no way she wanted to see me again...

I got up from bed and searched for my notebook. When I found it, I looked at the words I had written the other night.

'When I say, I love you
Baby, you've gotta know
That's for all time.'

I read them again, and again, thinking about how they meant to me.

How I truly meant them.

Of course, I was thinking about Blanche when I wrote that. I wanted her to know I loved her with my whole heart. She didn't believe me the other day, and it hurt me.

I would never lie to her.

Maybe I had already done it, and I felt horribly guitly for it, but I wanted to be a new man.

I wanted her again.

I needed her.

And I needed her to trust me all over again.

Suddenly, words rushed to my mind and I hurried to find a pen and write them down on the paper.

'And if you feel alone, I'll be your shoulder
With a tender touch, you know me so well
Somebody once said, it's the soul that matters
Baby, who can really tell when two hearts belong so well.'

I continued to write in an impressive quickness, not even thinking about what I was singing. I started to hum a soft melody.

I appreciated how the writing process for this song was so fast. It really was spontaneous, and true.

It was a true song.

And it was for Blanche.

Blanche
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"Alright, thanks. Bye." I said as I hung up the phone, smiling slightly to myself.

Finally.

I found a new place in L.A.

And I was so excited to move in. I couldn't stay in Hayvenhurst anymore. It felt wrong. But I was extremely thankful to the Jackson family for letting me stay in their house. I'll never forget it.

"Are you okay, honey ?" I heard Katherine's voice and I turned around to face her. She looked at me with concerned eyes.

"I'm fine. Don't worry, Kat." I told her without giving her any details about my previous phone call.

"Who was it ?" she asked, nodding to the phone and I gulped.

"I-I found a new place." I answered truthfully with a soft smile and Katherine's face fell.

"You're not staying ?" she asked with furrowed eyebrows.

"Just a few more days. I don't want to bother you."

"You know you're not bothering us at all..." she said before sighing. "I was hoping for you and Michael to work your situation out." she looked down to her feet with disappointed and I rolled my eyes without her seeing.

"I don't think it will ever get better." I told her genuinely. "I'm sorry, Katherine."

She sighed again and remained silent.

"Alright," she finally said. "It's your choice." she finished and smiled at me for the first time.

A/N : omggg I'm so sorry for the low quality and shortness of this chapter... I had a huge writing block and went back to school...
Anyway, I hope you liked it and I promise the next part will be better !

And also, I'd like to thank moonwalkergal for what she has done for me ! I'll forever be grateful !