It's the year 1987, just 6 months before Michael's BAD World Tour, and Michael and I have been together for 7 years now. Ever since the fatal accident with Pepsi, Michael had this operation done on his scalp called Ballooning or Scalp Expansion. They put this balloon type device under his scalp and gradually over time the balloon was suppose to expand and bring his scalp together. Then they had to sew it together. Until then I had to inject some kind of medicine into his scalp to help with the expansion, but anyways on with the story. I awoke to find the sun was finding its way through the black curtains and Michael was missing. I looked around the room and he was nowhere to be found. I threw the silk sheets off of me and got up. I took a deep breath and reached into the dresser and took out the needle. Lord knows that I don't like doing this, but I had to.

"Michael, baby.. It's time for you to get the injection."

The only answer I got was silence. Every morning he would always run and hide. He knows I don't like doing this and yet he tells me he only wants me to do it. I walked to his walk-in closet and opened the door.

"Please don't make me do this.. It hurts so much." he said while tears were running down his cheeks.
"You know you have to.. Doctors order."
"I don't want to!" he choked out.

I put the needle on the ground and grabbed Michael by his waist and began dragging him out of the closet. He grabbed hold of doorknob and held on tight. I continued to struggle with him. That only made him tighten his grip on the doorknob.

"Michael, come on."
"NO!"

I let him go and sat down infront of him. It broke my heart to see him in pain and crying. Everytime he did, my heart shattered to pieces. That's why I wished he would have asked someone else to do this. I sighed and took both of his hands in mine. I looked at him and stared into his beautiful eyes. When I tried to speak I would get this lump in my throat. I could feel tears running down my face.

"Why are you crying?" he asked, his voice breaking again.

I couldn't stop the tears that were coming. I tried to hold them back, but what was the use. I felt his arms wrap around me and pull me close. I buried my face in his chest and began to cry harder. He tightened his grip around me and started to sing.

"There'll be no darkness tonight
Lady our love will shine (Lighting the night)
Just put your trust in my heart and meet me in paradise (Now is the time)
Girl, you're every wonder in this world to me
A treasure time won't steal away

So let me keep you warm
Through the shadows of the night
Let me touch you with my love
I can make you feel so right
Just come into my arms
While the world goes spinnin' by
In the glow of candlelight
I will show you you're the lady in my life

Don't need no fortune or fame
I just want you close to me (There's no mystery)
No time for castles in space
Or livin' in make believe (Don't you just see)
I'd trade it all for just a rainy day
As long as I know you'll be there, girl

So listen to my heart
Lay your body close to mine
Let me fill you with my dreams
I can make you feel alright
And baby through the years gonna love you more each day
So I promise you tonight that you will always be the lady in my life

Lay back in my tenderness
Let's make this a night we won't forget
Girl, I need you sweet caress, oh
Reach out to a fantasy
Two hearts in a beat of ecstasy
Come to me, girl

And I will keep you warm through the shadows of the night
Let me touch you with my love
I can make you feel so right
And baby through the years even when we're old and gray
I will love you more each day
'Cause you will always be the lady in my life."

I loved it when he sung to me. Sometime, for no reason what-so-ever, he would sing to me. His voice was so soothing and angelic. My crying eased up. I pulled away from him and wiped the remaining tears away.

"I'm sorry. It's just that when you cry... it hurts me. I don't want to see you in pain, I really don't. I regret getting up in the morning and having to do this. It hurts me just as much as it hurts you."
"No please don't be sorry.. This is all my fault.. I shouldn't have asked you to do this."
"No Michael.. I want to do this to help you and to be honest, I don't want anyone else doing this either. Because if they be rough with you, I'm going to have to bring out my ninja skills and I don't want to do that."

He giggled. Now this is the Michael I wanted to see. I took his hand and kissed it. He bit his lip and looked at me.

"I still have to get it, don't I?"
"Yes.."
He sighed. "Okay, I'm ready."

I picked up the needle and Michael grabbed a pillow off of the bed. Huh.. Last time it was a teddy bear.. Adorable, I know. He sat on the edge of the bed, pillow in hand, and I climbed onto the bed. I got behind him and parted his hair. I loved his curly hair. It was like touching silk. So soft and smooth and curly and sexy.. Heehee sorry, kinda drifted away there for a sec. Carefully I took the needle and pushed it gently into his scalp. He whimpered and bit down on the pillow. I pushed down and watched the medicine leave the tube and travel into his head. I sat the needle down on the dresser and looked at Michael. His eyes were shut and he was still biting down on the pillow. I literally died inside from laughter. I wrapped my arms around his neck and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Is it over? Please tell me it's over."
"It's over honey."

He sighed a sigh of relief and tossed the pillow over his head, which hit me square in the face. I smirked.

"Is that how you wanna play it ?"
He turned around and looked at me. "How I wanna play what?"
"You hit me with the pillow."

He burst out laughing. I put my hands on my hips and watch him laugh. There was something special about the way he laughed. It reminded me of a child's laughter. Sweet, innocent, and playful. I was so lost in thought that I didn't see him make his way to the bed. Silently he grabbed another pillow and hit me in the back of the head. His laughter echoed through the room. I grabbed the pillow out of his hand and hit him with it. He picked up another pillow and started to have a pillow fight. It was fun, until Michael cheated and pulled me by my legs and made me fall. I pouted and crossed my arms.

"You cheated!"
"There are no rules."
"You could have told me that before."
"Yeah, but I didn't want you to kick me in my crotch."
I smirked. "Maybe.. Maybe not."

He climbed ontop of me. Our faces were just inches apart. I stared at his lips. I couldn't help it. They look like they needed kissing.. I unfolded my arms and grabbed hold of his body.

"So let me get this straight.. You were going to kick me in my crotch?"
"No.."

Our lips were about to touch when we heard someone rattling with the doorknob. Michael desperately got under the covers, and in the process he knocked me off the bed. I sat on the floor and looked up at him.

"And you call yourself a Smooth Criminal."
He giggled. "Every man for himself."
"Some Smooth Criminal."