So before I start, I have to tell u all about this dream I had. I was walking towards this huge staircase that led to a bright white door. When I got there, these huge gates opened but I couldn't get very close. I saw Michael on the other side playing with that kid that died from AIDS. He stopped and looked at me and I said "I'm glad to finally see u without the pain in your eyes" and he smiled and said "no pain here. U will know how that feels soon. Please don't cry for me anymore. I'm finally at peace and u and the rest of my fans will be here with me soon. No more pain, no more sorrow." I woke up in tears but oddly I felt at peace.
So everyone needs to know now he's in peace. He doesn't want us crying over him anymore. It will be hard when we see the movie especially, but he's right. We will be with him soon enough. The end is coming, and I don't know about u all…but I'm ready to go home!
Anyway read on!
Two Hearts. One Dream Ch. 15
We did a few more shows after that one special night. Everything went normally during those last few shows other than him adding his new song to the lineup as the closing song. He brought me out each time to sing it to me and, like the baby I am, I cried every single time. Finally, after the last show of the tour, we headed for the airport. His body guards surrounded us as we walked through the airport. Michael and I held hands and grinned at each other. We were so lost in each other, we didn't notice the media swarming on us and taking pictures every five seconds.
We walked through the airport as if we were a normal couple that had just gotten engaged. We hugged, we kissed, and we played. He rented a luggage cart and pulled me to sit on top of it and he pushed me through the airport as we laughed and he made screeching tire noises. We almost ran into a few people and we kept laughing.
Michael pulled the cart to a stop and I almost fell off and laughed. He picked me up and kept me close to his side as we turned in our bags and got onto the jet. I walked ahead of him and jumped into the recliner I loved so much. When he saw me in it, he stood there with his arms folded and stared at me.
"I call it!" I yelled.
"Says who?" he asked with a quirked brow.
"Says me, duh!" I stuck my tongue at him and he gave me a frustrated look. Janet sat in the back and giggled. Rebbie sat next to her with a satisfied look on her face.
"Yeah, I don't think so. With your mentality, you only call it once. But see, I'm smarter than you," he grinned. "I call it now, which makes it the second call, and you see, two is bigger than one, so I win." He gave me a lopsided grin and I frowned at him.
"I dare you to make me move," I challenged him.
"You really shouldn't have said that," he said. He walked towards me and grabbed my sides, tickling my ribs. I kicked and squealed in laughter. "Tell me I win and I'll stop!" he laughed.
"No!" I argued and laughed like crazy.
"Mike, careful now you will hurt her and the…OW!" Janet elbowed Rebbie as she spoke and she glared at her and cleared her throat. "She's fragile. Give her a break," she corrected herself.
"Not until she says mercy," he looked at his sisters for a minute which was my chance to defend myself. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him down on top of me. He was quick to catch himself so he wouldn't fall on me. "Hey!"
"That's what you get for not paying attention. And you say you're smarter than me? Ha!" I laughed and he gave me a weird look. "What?"
"You're too cute when you get competitive," he smiled. I blushed and poked his side and he jumped.
I giggled. "Okay, I won't say mercy but I'm willing to share if you are," I winked and he grinned.
"You just said mercy, but sure, I'll share." I rolled my eyes and he got up and we traded places. Eventually, he put up the foot rest and leaned the recliner back. He was on his back and I was snuggled into his side with my head on his chest. We slept the whole way home and I began to dream.
We were sitting with his family at the dinner table when I had decided to tell him about the news. Rebbie and Janet knew my plan and they were oddly quiet.
I cleared my throat and everyone looked at me. "Everyone, I have an announcement to make." Michael looked at me and quirked a brow. He held my hand and ran his finger over my new ring and listened carefully. "Michael and I are going to have a baby." Everyone smiled until they looked at Michael. His face went pale and he stood up in anger.
"A baby? We can't! This world is too dangerous! Didn't you hear me telling Davis when the towers fell? Lola, you can't do this to me! My heart can't handle it!" he clenched his fists and I gasped and put my hand over my heart. I was actually afraid of him. I'd never seen him so mad before, even watching him on my television.
"Michael, what's the matter with you? I thought you'd be happy." I whispered.
"Happy? No! I can't be happy because I brought a child into the world just to get hurt. Lola, go see a doctor tomorrow and get rid of it before it grows too big! I can't have this on my conscious."
I stared at him in shock. "You know I can't do that, Michael. This isn't like you. What's gotten into you?" A tear slid down my eye and he stared at me. He snarled at me and turned to walk away from me.
He stormed outside and grabbed a baseball bat leaning on the front porch and walked out to my car. He jumped up onto the hood and screamed as he slammed the bat into the windshield. He continued until my car was completely destroyed. When he was finished, he threw the bat at my feet and looked at me with an oddly familiar cocky grin.
I stared for a moment with tears pouring from my eyes. Suddenly his appearance changed and he wasn't my Michael anymore. It was…
"Brian?" I whispered. "I don't understand…"
"I told you already, Lola. You belong to me!" he shouted and I jumped. He turned to the side and pulled out a gun. Then I saw Michael standing in the yard smiling at me. Brian pulled the trigger and Michael fell.
I ran to his side and Brian laughed and vanished. I glared at the spot where he stood for a minute and then looked back at Michael. His eyes were shut and he wasn't breathing.
"Michael! Please you can't leave me like this. Don't leave me!" I pumped on his chest a few times, even though I knew there was no point since he'd been shot. I laid my head on his chest and heard his heart slow to a stop. "No!"
I rose up and Michael caught me before I fell out of the recliner. "Lola? What's wrong? Bad dream?"
I shivered and looked at Michael. It took me a minute to realize it was all just a dream. I rubbed my head and buried my face into his chest and let myself cry.
"Shh…it's okay, baby. I'm here. What was it you were saying about not leaving you? You know I'd never leave you," he whispered into my hair as he rubbed my back.
"I know. It was just a bad dream, that's all," I mumbled into his chest. "Can we make a promise to each other right now?"
"Anything you want, love."
"Let's make a promise, we will never leave each other. If we die, then we die together no matter what. Is that okay?" I asked.
He paused and I looked up at him. "Like Romeo and Juliet, hm?" he smiled. "I like it. I'll make that promise, Lola. I'll never leave you and we will die together."
"Good." I smiled.
"So, what was the dream about?" I froze and thought about what to say.
"Uh…"
"Enough chit chat, you two. We're home, so let's get out of here. I'm tired of flying!" Janet stretched and yawned. I nodded a thank you to her and she winked. We went home and unpacked.
"I have a few calls to make, so I will come and get you before dinner, okay?" Michael kissed my forehead after he walked me to my room.
"Sure. I could use a hot bath after you chased me around the stage so much," I teased. He grinned and kissed me.
"I'll be chasing you for the rest of our lives, Lola. Better get used to it," he grabbed my hand with the new ring and smiled as he ran his finger over the small diamonds and then kissed the back of my hand. "I'll see you later."
He left and I sighed and fell backwards on my bed. I felt a slight flutter in my tummy and I sat up. I kept forgetting I was now carrying. Keeping up with my fiancé kept me pretty busy and very distracted. Now I had all this time to decide how to tell him.
I got into the bath and rubbed my tummy. I now had a pretty good sized bump on my belly. I have had it for a while and I started to wonder if Michael had noticed. He didn't pay too much attention to that area of my body when we made love.
I finally got out of the bath and curled up on my side on the bed, staring out the window. I was completely at peace and I knew tonight would be the night he'd find out the special news. I smiled and put my hand on my belly. Every time I pictured Michael's smiling face, the flutter in my tummy would take over.
Michael walked in a little later and sat on the bed behind me. He put his arm around me and leaned over so he could whisper into my ear. I closed my eyes expecting to hear sweet little words whispered, but I giggled when he rubbed his nose against my cheek.
"What are you, a dog?" I laughed.
"If you want me to be. Dinners ready," he smiled.
"I'm not really hungry."
Michael looked at me for a minute and then smiled and lay down next to me. "Okay, then we'll stay here." We stayed quiet for a few minutes and he turned onto his back. "So, what kind of wedding do you want?"
I turned and faced him and he looked at me and smiled. "Uh, I don't know. I haven't really thought about it."
"Can you at least give me an idea?"
I rolled my eyes. "You're impatient aren't you?"
He smiled. "Not impatient. I just want to make sure you get everything you want."
I smiled and scooted closer to him and put my head on his chest. He took my hand from his chest and played with my fingers and I smiled. "All I know so far is I want my oldest brother, Ryan to be the one to walk me down the aisle and give me away."
"Not your dad? I met him haven't I?" he asked.
"No, you met everyone but him. The last time I saw him was at my son's funeral. He didn't bother to show up at mom's."
"I thought you had a relationship with him."
"I thought I did too. I don't know, my dad was never really there when I was growing up. When I needed a father figure to help me, Ryan was the one to step in. He had to grow up way before he even learned to drive."
"Well then, Ryan it is. Where do you want to do the wedding?" he asked.
"Slow down, sweetheart. Keeping up with you on stage is hard enough," I giggled. "What do you think?"
"This isn't about me. It's all for you."
"It's about you, yes. You're the groom. You want what I want, right?" he nodded. "I want to know what you would want to do, other than give me what I want."
"Sneaky," he grumbled and I smiled. "I'd probably do it here at the ranch. It would be private enough with family and closest friends."
"That sounds perfect," I whispered.
"Okay, then it's settled." He smiled and stared at the ceiling.
"I do want to do things the right way. I wanna go dress shopping with the girls. Go by tradition, you know?" he nodded and I smiled. I started to wonder how soon the wedding would be. I didn't want to be too pregnant to fit into my wedding dress. "How soon can we do the wedding?"
Michael sat up on his elbows and I moved my head from his chest. "Anxious are we?" he mused. I smiled and bit my lip. "Why are you so anxious?"
"Uh, well just in case I gain unexpected weight or something. I mean, I wanna look good for you, Michael. I always wanna look good for you," I spoke nervously and started running my words together. Michael put his finger on my lips and shushed me.
"Calm down. You have been acting so strange lately. What's bothering you?"
"Nothing," I answered quickly. He folded his arms and tapped his fingers against his shoulder. "I was actually wondering something. The night the towers fell, I heard you telling Mr. Davis something about bringing children into a cruel world."
Michael thought for a moment. "Oh, right. I was so upset. Before that day, I was going through my mind how it would feel to have my own children. I love children so much already. After I saw what happened, the world suddenly seemed so cold to me."
I chewed on my lip for a minute until he looked at me with concern. "Do you still feel that way?"
"Nah, I figured I could protect them good enough if I can protect myself and you. Why do you ask? Do you want children?" I smiled at his question and nervously laughed. I stood and paced for a minute. "What is it Lola? You know you can tell me anything, don't you?"
I had my back to him looking outside the window and I smiled. "I know," I whispered. He got up and wrapped his arms around me. "Michael…" I whispered.
"Hm?" he mumbled against the back of my neck. I turned and looked at him. I stared into his eyes to look for any doubt in his eyes and saw nothing but love and concern.
I smiled and looked down. He tilted my chin up and saw tears in my eyes. The concern in his eyes grew. "Happy tears, Mike." He quirked a brow and I lifted his hand to my tummy. I held it there for a minute and he looked at his hand and then back at me.
"Lola…are you…?" I smiled and nodded. "Really? I'm gonna be…" he whispered and stared back at his hand.
"Go ahead, say it. A daddy."
He smiled widely and tears poured from his eyes. He hugged me tightly and kissed me numerous times. "Finally! I get to have a child with the woman I love so much!" he twirled me around and set me down gently. "When did you find out?"
"Actually it was the day before the towers fell. I was so upset when you isolated yourself. I couldn't decide if I should try to avoid you and give you space or not."
"Well, I'm glad you didn't leave. Honestly, I'm relieved. Now I know you aren't sick. Have you been to the doctor yet?" he said happily. His hand never left my belly.
"Not yet. Janet and Rebbie tried to take me a few times, but it didn't seem right for me to go without you."
"My sisters know?" he asked. "I should've guessed. I noticed this little "baby bump" before, but I guess I didn't put two and two together."
"Yeah," I giggled. "Janet was there when I found out. Rebbie found out in New York."
He smiled and kissed me again. "Thank you. You don't know how much it means that you are involving me like this."
"Involving you? You helped me make this baby, Michael. How could you be any more involved? I laughed.
"No I meant, waiting for me before you saw a doctor."
"Why wouldn't I? I love you. I can't do hardly anything without you. I never could since the day we met. Nothing's changed."
He smiled at me and then fell to his knees. He slowly raised my shirt and looked at the small bump in front of him. He grinned and kissed my belly and put his ear up to it. The fluttery feeling came full force and I felt like I could float away if Michael hadn't been holding me.
"Daddy's here now," he whispered. The flutter feeling got stronger and I grinned. "Daddy will always be here. I love you little one." He kissed my belly again and stood back up. "Does anyone else know?"
"Nope, not yet. I wasn't sure how to break the news to anyone but you. I wanted to wait to do everything else with you."
He kissed me passionately. "Thank you, Lola. I love you so much."
"I love you more, daddy," I winked and he grinned.
"We'll see about that, mommy."
He kissed me again and the flutter turned into slight movement and I gasped. Michael looked at me and saw me move my hand over my belly. He smiled and put his hand over mine. It was amazing how he seemed to know exactly what I was feeling. I should have known as much. I couldn't ask for a better man. Michael had the purest heart I've ever known, and I belonged to him and him alone. I would never have it any other way.
Btw…I didn't get the chance in my last chapter to thank Becca. She's the reason I had the lyrics to This Is It and adding that song was her idea so thanks Becca! Hope u all enjoyed this chapter. Remember…no more pain! Much love and rest in peace MJ! We love you too!
