...If Michael Only Knew...(On Hold)

Before the BAD tour: The trip begins (Sep.17, 1987) Part 2

"Michael, Maria, wake up. Its dinner time." Debbie, Michael's personal assitant lightly shakes Mike and Maria. Maria woke up, but Michael didn't move. He stayed there slumped over, moaning and grunting in pain. "Mikey?Mikey? What's wrong? ANSWER ME!" Maria shook Michael with all of her might trying to awake him. "Maria...h-help me...help me please Ria..." after Michael whispered to Maria, he begain to cry Uncontrollably. "Michael? Are you ok?" Maria's eyes widdened, Then, out of no where, Michael begain to shake and twitch. "MARIA! MARIA!" Michael cried aloud "Please help!" "How can I help you if I don't know whats wrong Mike!?" Michael, who was barely able to speak clearly due to the pain that he was in, told Maria the location on his Medical bag, and what pills to grab.

"Here Michael...are you okay now?" Maria sighed. Michael, was still crying softly replied "Yeah...I want to go back to sleep..." "Michael, no. You need to eat!" "Okay...but promise me that I can go to sleep afterwards Ria..." Michael moaned. "Yes, we'll both go to sleep after dinner is served. okay?" The flight attendants served dinner and wine. "Excuse me, ma'am. instead of wine, can I have plain water? Thank you." Michael asked the attendent in his child-like voice. "Sure thing, Mr. Jackson. Right away sir." The attendent flashed him a smile, and scurried to fetch his water.

"I'm glad you ate Michael. You really need some food after you took your meds.You scared me back there..." Maria sighed. "Yeah...I'm not completly sure why that happened...I'm sorry Maria." Michael's eyes welled up with tears."No don't cry Mike...It's..." but before Maria could finish her sentence, Michael darted from his chair to the bathroom. He locked the door and was in there for over an hour.

"MICHAEL! MICHAEL!" the filght attendance ladies yelled as they banged on the bathroom door. "Ms.Cooper, Michael is STILL not responding and it has been over an hour. We hear movement, but he's not replying to our calls.I'm sorry. We'll keep trying." "Thank you, but you all can stop for awhile. He will answer when he's finished" Maria, after 30 minutes had passed fell asleep. While she slept, she felt someone tapping her shoulder."M-Maria? Are you awake?" the person in a soft, angelic voice. "Not anymore..." Maria flipped on the light and saw Michael standing ther in his panjamas, with his hair in a perfect messy bun, and the scent of his body wash was breathe taking. "Michael, are you okay? What the hell was that about?! Is there something else that you're not tellin' me hun?" Maria scoffed. "Maria, If you don't mind, i would like to keep this one in the closet..." Michael said as he slowly bowed his head. "Go back to sleep Maria...we'll be in Japan in 5 more hours. Goodnight." "But Michael? Please tell me...is this another...illness? TELL ME DAMMIT!" Maria said as she slowly sat up in her bunk. Michael sighed and turned the light out and whispered. "Goodnight, my dear Maria." He then closed the door and went to bed.

~This one's kinda short 😩

~Michael is sick! 😩

~They're almost in Japan!

~Will Maria get to the bottom of this?

XOXO Moonwalker_234 💋