Aiesha was a background singer and dancer for some of the best musicians when she first met Michael of course they didn't know what this journey was going to be but Michael and Her soon learn the true Definition of L.O.V.E as it is many things but w...
Tuesday February 14th 1989 3:45 p.m. Arista Records Studios Los Angeles California
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Aiesha's Point Of View:
"Can someone explain to me WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON????!!!" Clive yells at us as the security guards removes our handcuffs and I sigh.
This is not how I wanted to start my singing career at all. I take a deep breath and decided to talk first.
"Well Clive I was arriving with Michael to discuss our tour dates like we had previous decided to meet about. We were ambush outside of the building by this asshole I use to call a boyfriend and his goons. We were just trying to defend ourselves." I say as I look at Clive who is still fuming.
"Okay but how the hell did this hoodlum get through the damn gate?" Clive says glaring at Jerome and his goons.
"Uh Mr. Davis Jerome Howard works here in our mail facility sir..." Clive's assistant June says. She stands next to him with a bunch of documents in her hands.
"Well not no more he assaulted my new artist and the King Of Pop for goodness sakes. Oh no called the police we will be pressing charges..." Clive says snapping his fingers upset.
"Mr. Davis no your new artist owes me and she is going to pay her debt to me too!!!" Jerome yells but Clive doesn't want to hear it as he continues to have security usher them away.
"Aiesha you are just going to sit there and let them lock me up? When you know what you promised me? I thought you told me you love me and you would never hurt me...You changed girl you fucking CHANGE YOU SELLOUT!!!!...." Jerome yelled as officers came to arrest him and everyone he had with him.
"I....Clive I am so sorry..." I say to my boss not knowing what to even say. I am literally at a lost for words.
"Are you two alright?" Clive asked as he looks us over and besides a few minor scratches we were relatively okay.
"I'm okay as long as my baby girl is okay? I'll be even more okay once I know that jackass is locked up and away for good. My girl don't need the stress or the bad press..." Michael says as he kisses my hands.
"Yeah he will not be no where near her that I promise. But this is not going to go good with the public. Uh Aiesha you may want to wait and let me see if I can still pull a tour for you hopefully. Stories of you fighting and alongside the biggest popstar on the planet right now is not good for any one of you. Let's just focus on small concert dates and can the tv appearances for now..." Clive says as he starts dialing numbers.
With a solemn face I nod and I grab for Michael's hand. We walk out of Arista with a bunch of paparazzi flashing their cameras and asking questions now that word has already gotten out so quick. I just hurriedly get back into the car not letting my tears fall until we were out of sight.
