mj fantasy fatal (continued)

remember

Kayla's pov

I pulled back from him and ran my hands through his hair

'michael?'

He still didn't respond, just stood there, his face had gone pale and his eyes wide

I shook him again

'michael ?'

His head turned in my direction

'kayla ?'

We slowly made our way to a nearby cafe and sat down.

He was still in shock

'it really is you isn't it?'

He raised a eyebrow

' why wouldn't it be me?'

I grabbed his hand on the table

'all those years i-i thought you didn't exist....a person my mind had invented'

'don't you remember?'

I shook my head, blinking away tears

'bits of it, memories, voices..pictures...i-i really don't know what you are to me, but i know we share a connection...a very strong connection'

' we were....married..we had a child...a daughter called...heaven...you don't remember?'

'heaven....'

'yes...do you remember her?'

'she-she's my daughter?'

'yes'

'where is she?'

'she's dead...gone.....'

'how-how...what happened?'

'YOU!' he snarled at me

'you killed her!'

I was confused and shocked

'how could i kill my own child?'

'that's something you should ask yourself'

'how did i kill her?'

He slammed his hand down on the table and i jumped

'stop playing kayla, you remember everything...you want me to believe you've forgotten everything?...it didn't work ..okay?...i hate you!, i hate you so much. You don't remember heaven?, look at this'

He takes out his phone and the front screen shows the picture of a little toddler with brown curls, brown eyes and a cherubic face.

I know her, i know who she is, visions of the little toddler running towards me, michael lifting her off the grass into a sweeping hug.

I start feeling dizzy and quickly sit down, michael is staring at me

'guiltiness get to you?' he says harshly

He turns around and walks off

'michael'

I'm too exhausted to run after him so i just put my head back on the table.