Michael's pov
"heaven, stop it!, you will get hurt!"
"silly daddy, i'm not going to get hurt"
"heaven come here now!"
"no daddy!"
I ran towards her and picked her up, tickling her
"no daddy!, heehee, stop daddy!"
She made a face at me
"i drew a picture"
"let me see"
"here"
The paper showed three stickmen, a man, a woman and a girl
"who's this?"
"it's daddy, mommy and heaven"
"oh"
"i'm the princess, your the king, mommy's the queen, and we live happily ever after!"
She started laughing, the sound echoing in the room
"i love you daddy"My throat was tightened, i couldn't get her innocent face out of my head, her brown mischevious eyes. What wouldn't give just to relive one moment with her.
The world didn't exist without heaven, yet everything went on, everyone still lived.
My eyes burned and the tears slid down my face, hard and fast.
I wanted someone to remember her like i did, so we could relive everything together.
Everyone had forgotten, the one person who hadn't was on the other side of the wall.
But i would never ask her that.
My chest heaved as i rested my head on the piano, and i reached to wipe the tears away.
"i miss you heaven, please come back"
Suddenly my eye caught something, a person staring in on me in my most private moment.
A very recognisable person.
Kayla.
She gasped and started running.
I got up and ran after her, catching her arm
"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING!"
"i-i woke up and i-"
"what did you see?"
"i-i"
"TELL ME WHAT YOU SAW!"
I gripped her arm tightly, shaking her
"aaah!, michael stop your hurting me!"
I looked at her face and was shocked at what i saw.
I had always thought heaven looked like me, but the resemblance was clear on kayla's face.
They had the same hair, same lips and same expressions
I suddenly needed to embrace, hug her, share my sorrow with her.
This woman that resembled the little girl i loved
I slowly traced her face
I needed to get closer.
I slowly moved till my forehead rested against hers.
"heaven" i whispered
"after all this time?"
"the whole time"
My nose brushed hers, i could smell peaches and strawberries, .
Her eyes were clenched closed, i closed my eyes
I could feel her hot breath on my face, my lips brushed hers abd she gasped
"michael!"
She gripped my shirt
I leaned in pressing my lips against hers
The contact was electric and i pressed harder, our lips locked in a desperate and much needed kiss.
She felt warm and sweet
I wish i could live in this moment forever
I believed the love, i felt it
"MICHAEL!,"
I quickly drew back to see rose standing in the doorway looking livid
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mj fantasy fatal (continued)
Fanfictionkayla is married to her kidnappers son michael. he is the only person she trusts and loves but will michael be able to express his love?.