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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I wake the next morning to find myself in Michael's arms. I had tossed and turned a little bit that night due to Toby having gifting me nightmares. But other than that, it was so nice to really know that Michael loved me.
And this marriage just might work after all. One could hope. I really wanted our marriage to work and for us to stay married forever. I loved this man with all my heart. With all my soul.
I yawn then feel pain come shooting through my body. I wince. I roll over laying on my pillow as Michael was sleeping still. He looked so adorable there resting on his pillow as I wince then pant a bit. I had a glass of water on the night stand near me.
And my pills. I roll over and grab my pill bottle. It was time to take one. I quickly open the bottle. Pop one into my mouth. Then glug down some water down my throat. I rest back down on the pillow. I sigh.
I hoped this pain would go away soon here. I could not stand it. My face itched where the stiches were on my face. They bothered me all night. I hated to look in the mirror when I went to the bathroom. I tried not to look at myself in the mirror.
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"Babe, are you awake?" I hear Michael saying to me.
I glance over to see his smiling face looking back at me. I can't help but smile back. "I am. I was in some pain again. He beat me up pretty good. Maybe I should have stayed the night at the hospital" I sigh with worry.
"Are you having a great deal of pain? I can take you back there" he offers to me.
"I will be alright. I need a nice long nap. And to stay here with you all day long" I sigh.
He kisses my cheek. "I have some press conferences to take care of, but the rest of the day is all yours. I was asked to give your statement and story. I figured since you were not up for doing that then I could step in and help" he tells me.
"Are you sure? I can still go" I offer. "I really do not want to talk to the press right now"
"And you do not have to at all. I can step in. After all, I am used to things like this. I am your husband" he reminds me gently. "I really do not mind getting to brag about what you did for me. Kendall is coming along to tell the story. As well as Cindy too. She called me when you were in the hospital and apologized to me. She wanted to make a public one. So today is going to be a great day!" he says happily. He grins.
He kisses me. "I will rest all day. I feel like I could sleep this whole year away" I giggle.
"Go back to sleep and when you wake, I will be here at your side" he says charmingly.
"I love that" I agree. He kisses me.
"Get some rest" he says before he scrambles out of bed.
I finally end up falling back asleep resting over on Michael's side of the bed. His pillows were so soft and inviting. I let the pill do its magic. I think at some point after Michael took a shower in the bathroom there in the bedroom, Kendall arrived.