What if... (Michael Jackson Fan-Fic)
Summary: A 26 year old therapist who just received her degree in psychology is called by Katherine who wants to help out her son Michael. When she arrives, will she teach her son to love themselves and will her son open her to new experiences? Most of the story is in Samantha's point of view. Enjoy!
Illustration 1: Michael Joe Jackson
Illustration 3: Samantha Lynn Wakefield. Michael's therapist.
Illustration 2: Frank Jespin
Illustration 5: Cynthia P. Meighen
Illustration 6: Diana Ross
Illustration 7: Joseph Jackson
Illustration 4: Glenda Stein
Illustration 8: Katherine Jackson
Illustration 9: Macaulay Culkin
Illustration 10: Bubbles
December 7th 1988- 7:00 am
Samantha's Point of View
It was a Wednesday morning...a week from my 27th birthday I'm looking forward to. Well, everyday is a great day to me so I didn't have much of a problem getting up from the bed. I rose from a queen-sized bed in my big bedroom covered with bookshelves, a desk, and a dresser and a heart shaped mirror. I stretched, put on my clothes, and cooked me some breakfast...homemade maple oatmeal with veggie bacon and bagels. I packed my 2 notebooks in the bag before I fled the house. I drove down San Francisco. I lived in the suburbs but where I live, I drive past the city. I was listening Kiss FM radio... I heard a lot of 80s R'NB like "Don't Disturb this Groove" from the System, Michael Jackson's "I Just Can't Stop Loving You," Janet Jackson's "Control," or " Let's Wait Awhile," or even " Nasty Boys." I listen to the 60's or 70's, but there was nothing good on the radio. I was driving to work with a smile on my face. A few boys waved at me and I waved back. The 30-minute drive was awakening and relaxing. I wasn't that relaxed because if I was, I would've crashed. I tried to find a parking spot in the back of the building but there was absolutely no parking space. I had ten minutes to get in the building before I was late. I found a car backing out the parking lot. " Yessssssss!" I thought. The guy who was backing out was a nice fella who gives mail to the employee. I rolled up my window, " Thank you,Ben!"
" You're welcome, sweetie pie!" He smiled at me and drove out of my presence. Awww... there are so many great people in this world. I parked my car in the empty space, I locked my car up, and entered in the building. My manager Cynthia smiled, " Hello,Ms. Wakefield. Remember you have a client at
7:54." I walked past her and entered in my code to open my office door.
I responded, " Cynthia, I know the schedule. Oh! And good morning to you." I entered in my office and switched on the lights. It was now 7:53 a.m. I tried to get settled but then I heard the phone ring. I answered it, " Hello?"
" A young man would like to see you." My assistant, Fatima, replied.
" Thank you, Fatima." I hung up the phone. I opened the door of my office and welcomed my client Cole Wilson. I held my hand out to him, " Hi, Cole. I'm your new therapist," a young lady walked up to me, " Um..." I didn't like the look on her face.
" He's with me. I'm his wife." She firmly said.
I gave her the " I don't want your husband," look. I answered, " Well Mr and Mrs. Wilson, it's nice to meet you both..." I cleared my throat, " Come in. Make yourselves at home. Would you guys like some iced tea?" I kindly asked them both.
" No thank you." Cole answered. His wife didn't utter a word. I grabbed the iced tea pitcher out of my personal refrigerator and Cole changed his mind, " I changed my mind. I want some."
" Honey," his wife touched his arm, " You can't drink stuff with high sugar. You'll get a high."
"Ummmmmm..." I tried to get her to say her name.
" Carolyn Wilson." She abruptly said.
" Carolyn, this tea doesn't have sugar or high sugar. Sugar is a silent killer. I use substitute sweeteners from honey or organic substitute sweetener to have a little sweet taste to it. I am against sugar too."
Cole looked at Carolyn with a " Hear that?" smile. Carolyn had a frown on her face. I poured in 3 glasses with ice and tea. I gave Carolyn first and gave Cole a glass. It wouldn't be a good time to ask for a toast for a little fixing in their life. I sipped on my tea and sat on my personal couch while they sit on the sofa. I grabbed my notebook and Cole and Carolyn are silent. " So Mr and Mrs Wilson, how long have you guys been married?"
" For 7 years. How long have you worked here?" Carolyn faked her smile.
" I've worked here for 4 years. Ummmmmm... Cole," he has my attention, " how do you like the tea?" I was trying so hard to include both of them. Carolyn seemed like she was an insecure lady.
Cole responded, " It's great. It tastes different than tea I've tasted."
I smiled at him, " I'm glad you like it." Carolyn glared at him as he smiled at her. I can tell there is a problem with their marriage as Cole said on the phone. I looked at the both of them and sipped. I smiled to at least get them all to smile. I asked the simplest question, " How are you two this morning?"
" Good." Cole answered. I smiled at the both of them but my smile was really aimed at Cole because he didn't look like he was happy. Cole responded by smiling back at me. Carolyn squeezed Cole's hand in a weird smile,setting him off. He felt he had no choice but to smile back at her and kissed her. Carolyn added more exaggeration into the kiss. He liked it but usually when couples kiss like that in my office, the man starts caressing her and adds more love in the kiss, smiling with her. Instead of that happening, he only let the kiss go o for 10 seconds not smiling after that.
I asked, " Mr and Mrs. Wilson, do you usually kiss like that behind closed doors?"
" Ummmmm..." Cole was about to answer.
Carolyn interrupted Cole, "Yes we do. Isn't that right, Cole?" She smiled at him and looked at me in a way that was trying to threaten me however it did not work.
" Yes, we do." Cole faked a smile, lying through his teeth.
" Really?" I laughed. Carolyn and Cole got the idea that they cannot lie to me. They looked at each other and then started laughing. I stopped laughing, " Since, I'm your new therapist, I wanna tell you two something about me. First of all, I sense a lie and there are a bunch of lies right here in your marriage. Especially, insecurity. Hiding lies for long time is not having to take a shower for decades. Somebody come clean because I don't accept any lies in this office."
Carolyn and Cole looked down and said, " No. We don't kiss like that."
Cole said, " We don't but we came to you so we can kiss like that for real." I smiled and then he continued, " Our main problem is insecurity and inability to speak as husband and wife." They explained and released their inner feelings for each other and I listen to the typical thing all day long because everybody had the same problem in their marriage. I would call this day a M.A.D day.
I usually get so many clients with different issues. That gave me the inspiration to help people but today was plain boring. The building closes at 6:30 so since there was no more clients, I got to relax and write in my journal. I planned to add the writing to a book I would like to publish later in my life. The phone was ringing. Probably another married couple want my help. I picked up the phone, "Hi, this is Samantha Lynn Wakefield. How may I help you?"
