She has been his best friend since high school.
She has been his coworker for years.
Michael Jackson, thinks that he knows everything there is to know about his best friend. But there is one thing he does not know about Renee Walker....
That is she...
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"But he did not do anything! Let him go right now! The real rapist is roaming around free out there! You are wasting time!" I argue with the police at the station there in town. They took Michael in for questioning. He had been in jail the whole night.
Kendall was working on getting a hold of his lawyer. "Stay calm. You are not helping matters by getting upset and fighting with the law" warns Kendall.
I fight back tears. "This was our wedding day! They ruined it!" I grumble. "Michael is innocent!" I exclaim.
"Maybe there are somethings Mr. Jackson is hiding. How well do you really know him?" chuckles the cop as he walks away.
"Asshole!" I mutter with anger.
Soon Michael comes out with two cops. They are taking the handcuffs off of him. I rush to his side. "What is going on?" I ask Michael.
"They are letting me go. Lilly did not want to press charges! She told them she was not sure who hurt her. And that she did not want me to go to jail" he sighs. I gasp happy to hear the news. I wrap my arms around him hugging him tight.
He wraps his arms around me. "I did not do it" I hear him say to me.
I pull back and nod. "I know you didn't Michael" I promise him as I touch his right cheek with my hand.
He smiles sadly at me. "I am glad you believe me" he says sadly.
"Do not celebrate just yet. Mr. Jackson is under house arrest" warns an officer. He lifts up one side of Michael's pant leg showing off an ankle monitor.
I gasp. "He did not do anything wrong! Do you really think he would go off and rape my friend on our wedding day?" I snap with anger at the officer.
"Hey baby, do not start with them. I agreed to wear it. That way they can see where I am at all times. Then when that asshole strikes again it will prove that I did not do it. And I will be at home with you!" Michael tells me.
I nod. "I do not like it! When he proves that he did not do it this station and the whole state owes Michael an apology!" I warn them all. "We will prove it!" I say angrily at them.
When we were free to go, we head home. I look over at Michael. He looked he had not gotten a wink of sleep all night. I had not either. We sat in the limo listing to Kendall chatting away with all the next steps of what needed to be done. Michael kept yawning. Poor guy. My heart was aching for him. I just wanted to take care of him.
Like a real wife should.
We get home and then Kendall heads home for the rest of the day. Michael takes a shower. I take one to. Get dressed in some yoga pants and a tee shirt.
I pull my hair up after I brush all the tangles off. I find Michael all sprawled out on the couch. With his hand on his forehead. He looked so stressed. I see the tacky ankle monitor on his right ankle.
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"Hey" I speak up.
He glances over at me and sits up so that I can join him on the couch. I sit down beside him. "Hi babe. How are you holding up?" he asks me.
My heart skips a beat. Here he was being accused of something that he did not do, and he was worrying about how everything was affecting me?
My sweet friend. Tears try to well in my eyes for him. I brush them back. He did not need me blubbering all over him. He needed me to be strong for him. I had to be his rock. Someone he could turn to.
"I am perfectly fine" I tell him. "You are my worry. I am so sorry that for even a second that anyone would believe such lies about you!" I remark.
"I am so tired. I want to rest" he yawns.
I knew what he needed. I lean back into the couch getting cozy. "Come here!" I demand to him. He leans into me as we always did when we cuddled.
I grab the blanket from the back of the couch. He helps me spread it over both of us. He rests his head on my shoulder. I place my chin on the top of his head.
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"This is just what I needed. I got no sleep there last night. They asked me questions all night. They treated me badly" he mutters. "For no reason. They want to see me fall"
"We will prove them all wrong babe" I vow.
"Can I ask you something Renee?" he wonders.
I lace my fingers with his as I hold one of his hands in mine. "Ask away" I tell him.
"Do you believe that I did those things? I mean anyone else out there thinks that of me" he bitterly says.
My heart aches for him. "Michael no! I do not think you did those things! I never ever believe a word of lies the press sells. You know this! How long have we known each other! Do not ever ask that again" I say sternly to him. "I know you are innocent. I married you because I believe in you!" I remind him.
"If things get too rough, I want you to divorce me. I do not want your name dragged down with me. You are a kind person. I do not want anything to happen to you Renee. I could not bare it" he mentions to me.
"Stop worrying about me. I am a big girl. Okay? I will not go anywhere. We are not getting divorced! I have a say in this too! I agreed to this!! I wanted to help! Now close your eyes. Get some rest. Try not to worry so much" I reply as I hug him close.
"Renee?" he says as he yawns.
His eyes are closed. "Yes?" I ask him.
"Thank you for everything babe. You are the best" he mentions. "I had a honeymoon planned. Well a little trip for you. To thank you for all of this. But it will have to wait. Seeing as I am stuck at home. I planned to take you to England. I know you love it over there. Last time when I met the Queen and the Princess you did not get to go. I was going to take you. The Queen agreed to meet with us" he sighs.
"What? Really?" I gasp with excitement. "I love England!" I exclaim.
"I know. I know! I ruined it" he sighs.
"No never mind that. We need to focus on you right now! That is the most important thing" I say to him. "Everything else does not matter" I tell him. As I talk, he falls asleep in my embrace. I sigh with a smile on my face.
I wish this marriage was real. And that Michael was a free man. That we were over in England having fun together. I close my eyes letting myself imagine the honeymoon of my dreams. At least I had two out of one. I was married to Michael. My best friend. The love of my life. Just he did not know it. Yet.
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