The entire flight Michael didn't say a word to me. During that time, I was figuring out a way to get home. Our next stop was Dallas. We got to hotel and of course since it was freezing up in Canada, it had to be hot down here. We got our rooms. Michael and I shared a room. "Don't leave this room. I'll be back soon." He looked at me and left. Soon as he did, I got on the phone. "Amber, I'm here in Texas." "Oh. So, how was the flight ?" "Amber, he said he didn't trust me." I started to cry. "Oh..Michelle. That wasn't nice. He does trust you. He's just under alot of pressure now. He didn't mean it." "It sounded like he did. Anyway, I figured out what time." "Ok. When ?" Tonight. At 1. The next plane doesn't leave till 2. So that gives us enough time." "Ok. Don't worry about him." "Ok. I'm going to lay down before I leave." "Ok. See you tonight." Click. I took a shower and got ready. It was dark when Michael came back. "Michelle, I just wanted to...oh she's asleep." He sat down next to me. "Baby, you're so beautiful. I just wanted to say I'm sorry even though you probably can't hear me. I'm sorry for the way I acted earier. Sometimes I feel like you're too good for me and I get so mad when I think you could have anybody you want. But I just wanted to let you know that. Tomorrow I will make it up to. I love you so much, baby." He kissed my forehead.
Later that night
I woke up with Michael next to me. I looked at the clock. It was time to leave. I got all my clothes together. Then I went over to the desk to write a note. It read: Dear Michael, I'm sorry to do this, but I can't take anymore drama between you and Hazel. So I decided to go home. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. Just continue with your tour. I'll be watching from home. I love you very much. I left the note on the desk, got my things and softly left. I made it to the airport. Got on the plane and waited for take off. A girl sat next to me. "Hey, aren't you Michelle Jackson ?" She asked. "Oh no. I get that alot though. Thank you." "Oh. Its just you look alot like her. I heard she was seeing Prince. I sure hope not. He treats women wrong." "Yea." I said. The whole flight I was thinking about Michael and what his reaction would be. I finally got back to L.A. where Amber was waiting for me. "Hey. You look tired." She said. "Yea. I am. Let's go home." We headed for my house. "So does Michael know you left ?" "He does now." "Well, hey. I got you something. See that bag by your feet, that's yours." I opened the bag up. "Aww. Amber, you didn't have too." "No no. I had too. Chocolate always make you feel better." "Yea. It does." She took me home. "Are you going to be ok ?" she asked. "Yea. I think I'll be fine." "Ok. Call me later." "Alright." I went inside the house. It was cool and the lights were off. I made my way upstairs to take a shower and to lay down. A few days later, I was thinking about Michael, when a knock interrupted my thoughts. I went to go answer the door and couldn't believe who I saw.
