Bah...microsoft word free trial ended so i have no idea how many words this will end up being lol. I wanna thank Becca and Lauren for giving me these ideas :) Also thanks to Victoria for being super sweet and giving me some inspiration for future chapters. Love ya girls! Read on!
Two Hearts. One Dream Ch. 18
After dinner, everyone sat and talked in the living room. I yawned and Michael stayed close by my side. We were going to make the best of tonight because the following night, we weren't allowed to sleep together. We couldn't see each other at all after tonight until the wedding and it was going to drive us both insane.
"So, you do know the rules, right?" Janet asked me. "Better get everything out of your system tonight," she giggled when she saw both me and Michael blush and look away.
"Right, I know the tradition," I mumbled and looked at Michael sadly. "Damn I hate it though. I don't think I'll be able to sleep at all without you laying next to me."
Michael smiled and nuzzled my neck and sighed. "Me either, but we have to try. Don't wanna look too tired for our big day." I smiled and leaned on his shoulder. We sat around talking with the rest of the family for about another hour before Katie decided to call it a night.
"Goodnight my children. Lola, tomorrow you and I can go pick up your brothers from the airport. Is that okay with you?" I smiled and nodded. "Great. Goodnight everyone."
Everyone wished her a goodnight and I stood up and stretched. "Ready for bed already?" Michael asked.
"No, not yet. Hey, can I borrow your office for a bit?" he looked at me in confusion. "What?"
"Of course you can use it silly, but what for?"
"Just to email family and do a few other things. I won't be long," I tried not to look guilty when I said that. He seemed to buy it though. He nodded and kissed me and I went and locked myself in the office and soon got to work on my special wedding poem.
I finished about an hour and a half later and I stretched and reviewed my poem. I smiled and wiped some tears away. I was extremely proud of what I wrote. It looked like my heart just poured onto the screen, and it honestly felt like it did. I printed the paper and poked my head out of the office door. Janet was leaning in the doorway of the living room laughing at her brothers playing that game again.
"Psst, Tink...come here," I whispered. She looked over at me and walked over.
"So this is where you've been hiding? What are you doing in here?"
"Shh..." I grabbed her arm and pulled her inside and locked the door.
"Geeze, and you call me crazy," she teased. "What's up?"
"Well, Tink I wanted to ask two things of you," she nodded and waited for me to continue. "Would you...um..." she quirked a brow and leaned closer to me. "Would you be my maid of honor?" she jumped up and squealed.
"Oh! I thought you'd never ask! Of course I will! Yay!" she smiled and hugged me. "What's the other thing you wanna ask?" she asked after she calmed down.
"Well, don't tell anyone. I've been in here writing a special poem for Michael. We never talked about doing our own vows, and I don't really consider it a vow. I want you to hide it for me until I can read it to him at the alter."
She grinned widely. "Of course. Where is it?" I pointed to the printer and she waltzed over and picked it up and read it carefully. When she finished, she had to wipe tears away. "Lola, my brother is going to be blown away. I had no idea you felt this strongly, or that you could write like this."
"I love him, Janet. I just let my heart speak for me and that's what came out," I shrugged. "Just keep it hidden until the wedding, okay?"
"You can count on me," she winked and folded the paper and slid it into her pocket. "It's getting late. You better go fetch your boy and get some rest while you can. We all know you won't be getting much sleep tomorrow night." I groaned and she giggled.
We walked out and I went into my room and changed into my red silk pajamas. As I was sliding the top on, Michael slid behind me and slid the top back off before I could button it up. I blushed and shivered and he grinned. I was facing the mirror so I could see his face in the reflection. He grinned against my bare neck and it sent another jolt of electricity down my spine.
"I hate it when you do that," I mumbled. He grinned and breathed against my skin.
"Do what? This?" he asked and placed light kisses over my neck. I clenched the counter in front of me and he grinned.
"Peter...you're asking for trouble," I groaned.
"Am I, Wendy?" he asked. He breathed against my neck again and slid the tip of his tongue over my skin. I bit my lip and spun around startling him. I pushed him against the nearest wall and bit down softly on his neck. "Ooo, vampire love," he taunted. You can guess what happened next. We spent that night in my room and ended up sleeping until noon the next day.
I woke up first and saw Michael with his face buried deep into the pillow. His hair was a mess and I covered my mouth trying not to laugh. He had what I like to call "sex hair" and it looked good on him. I rolled out of bed and stretched and took a quick shower. I got out expecting to find Michael awake, but he was still asleep. I smiled and cracked the window open by the bed. I reached out to the rose garden just outside the window and pulled a rose out and placed it on my pillow and went into the kitchen to get some breakfast.
"Morning sleepy head," Kai grinned. "Or should I say good afternoon." I grinned at her and shrugged.
"It was a long night. I had to get my fill. Tonight is gonna suck big time," I groaned and sat at the table. Kai brought in a plate and a glass of organic juice. Damn Michael for getting me hooked on that stuff. I didn't like it at first, but I acquired a taste for it after awhile. It helped me keep energized for the numerous concerts. Now I know why Michael was able to do the things he did on stage. I lost about three pounds a show when he lost five.
Michael came out shortly after and kissed my cheek. "Thanks for the rose," he whispered in my ear and sat next to me. Kai brought him a plate and his own juice and he thanked her.
"No problem. By the way, Mr. Davis called. Not very good news," Kai said and Michael looked at her strangely.
"When does that man ever have good news?" he rolled his eyes. "Excuse me, sweetheart," I nodded and he kissed my head and took his phone and stepped outside. I continued to eat and quietly listen to what Michael was saying on the phone. "What? Today? Are you serious? Ugh! Where...? Japan?! What the hell? Davis, I can't the wedding is tomorrow! Fine...fine, I'll see you soon then." I heard him grumble and slam the phone down on the table.
"Honey, everything okay?" I called for him and he stepped inside with a frustrated look on his face. By that time, Janet and the others were just joining us for lunch at the table.
"What's going on?" Jermaine asked. The others sat and looked at Michael. He glared at the ground and I took his hand. He looked at me and his glare softened and he sighed.
"Davis wants me to fly to Japan for an interview today," he groaned.
"Today? When?" Janet asked.
"I don't know, soon I guess. He's on his way now."
Tito growled. "Doesn't he know about the wedding?"
"Yes, and he doesn't seem to care. He said we could have the wedding tomorrow evening and we could be back from Japan by late tonight if we leave early enough." Michael growled with every word and he started to grind his teeth.
"That's not too bad," I said quietly. Everyone looked up at me and I smiled. "I wouldn't mind a sunset wedding. Sounds like a beautiful time of day for the perfect scene, don't you think?" Michael thought for a minute and then smiled.
"Is that what you want?"
"Yes, and if you have to go to Japan, I'm coming with you," I smiled and he hesitated and then nodded. "You're not gonna argue with me?" I asked and he shook his head.
"Kinda futile to argue with you. Besides, it wouldn't feel right to leave you and go so far away from you. Who's gonna pick up your brothers though?"
"Don't sweat it," Jermaine said. "Me and Jackie will go with mother. I hear her oldest brother is a Jackson 5 fan. I'm sure seeing us would make his day," he grinned and the others nodded.
"Yea, Ryan used to sing and dance to all of your songs. I can't really say he was a nerd because I always sang to Mike's songs," I grinned and Michael laughed.
"I'd love to see that," he teased.
"Shut up," I nudged him and he nudged back.
Soon Mr. Davis showed up and filled Michael in on all the details. He talked the whole way to the airport and I stared out the window. Michael held my hand and I got lost in my own thoughts. I didn't catch the details as to why Mike had to go to Japan all of the sudden, but it had something to do with the recent film he made before he met me called "Ghost".
We flew out to Japan and I helped him get dressed when we got to our destination. He wore his red outfit that made him look like a royal soldier and he put his hair up in a partial ponytail.
"Lookin' good stud," I whistled as I straightened his sleeves for him.
"Thank you," he grinned and kissed me.
"Okay, time to go Mike. Lola, you can stand behind the camera and watch, or sit wherever. Doesn't matter to me as long as your out of the way," Mr. Davis grumbled. I rolled my eyes and Michael shot him a look.
"Don't talk that way to my future wife, Davis." He hesitated and then nodded and left the room. "Sorry, Lola."
"Don't be. It really doesn't bother me that much, so don't let it bother you," I smiled and nudged him a little and he gave me a weak smile.
"I've been thinking about firing him. I'm sick of the way he treats me and our family, and now you. I could have delt with it until he spoke like that to you. Now it's taking everything I have not to smack him in his big egotistical head," he was almost steaming and I giggled. He raised a brow at me and then he had to smile too.
"You're too cute when your mad," I poked his side and he grinned.
"Yea, cute. Oh, hey would you hold onto my phone during the interview for me?" he asked, handing me his IPhone.
"Sure," I took it and tucked it into my jacket pocket. We walked out and he shook hands with the Japanese man that was going to be interviewing him. He said some things in Japanese and Michael's eyes got bigger.
"It's okay," a smaller man stepped next to Michael. "I'll be translating everything between you two."
"Good to know," Michael sighed in relief and I giggled. He sat down and the interview began. Michael seemed very tense in the beginning and I started looking around looking for a way to relax him. I noticed the man doing the interview had a toupee. I made a shocked look on my face and Michael's eyes drifted to me and I made a funny face and held my hand to my hair and worded "oh my lord, its fake!"
Michael started cracking up and the camera man looked at me and I looked away and Michael laughed even more. The man said to start over and then they started again and Michael seemed a little better, but now everytime he looked at me, I bit my lip and looked away and he started laughing again. Eventually we had to stop before he got in trouble.
He finally got control of himself and started answering questions. The man asked him to do an impression of Ghosts and he started to think. After that, his phone went off in my pocket and it made me jump. I struggled to shut it off and I couldn't figure out how. Michael watched me and started laughing again. I got it shut off and they restarted again, only to be interrupted by the damn phone again.
I couldn't figure out how to turn off this alarm he had set, and everytime it went off, he started cracking up. Eventually the man interviewing him got too angry and left. Michael smiled widely and hugged me. Davis stormed up and stared at both of us.
"Why are you so happy about this? You ruined this interview!" he yelled at Mike and then looked at me. "No, you did this. You made him laugh on purpose didn't you? I should've known you can't trust random fans!" I stared at him for a minute and rubbed my belly out of instinct. "Yea, protect that thing inside your gut while you can, wench. That's all you have keeping you and Michael together now."
"Okay, that is enough!" Michael snapped and made me and Davis jump. Michael pushed me behind him and I backed away slowly. "I've had it with you Davis! I'm tired of you yelling at everyone and telling me how to live my own damned life. I'm thirty years old, I think I can handle my own life without you. In fact, I am much better off without you, period. This is the last time I'm gonna allow you to talk to Lola like that, my family and me as well. You're fired!" Michael clenched his fists trying not to hit the man.
"But...I...Michael..." Davis stuttered and Michael stepped closer to him and he backed away.
"That's Mr. Jackson to you," he took my hand and walked out of the room. Davis glared at me as I walked by. The second Michael was through the door, Davis growled at me.
"He can't do that," he steamed.
"Well, he just did," I smiled and Michael pulled me into the room with him. We both started laughing once we left the building and headed back to the airport.
"Man it feels wonderful to have that shmuck off my back finally," I laughed and he smiled at me. Finally we made it back home and my brothers were sitting in the living room with my soon-to-be family. They jumped up and hugged me when we walked in and they hugged Michael as well.
"So great to see you again," Ryan beamed. "How are you feeling?" he asked and rubbed my belly.
"Wonderful. Especially now that you're here," I grinned.
"Not just us," Cody smiled. I gave him a weird look and my cousin Jon and his brother Joe walked in. I smiled widely and hugged them tightly.
We sat around catching up for a while and Kai called me into the kitchen. Michael helped me stand and I winked at him and walked into the kitchen.
"What's up, Kai?" I asked. She leaned against the counter with an angry look on her face. "Michael's aunt just called. I guess she invited Lisa to stay here for tonight and join the wedding party tomorrow," she watched my face carefully and I groaned.
"Great...does Mike know?"
"Not yet. I was going to have you tell him. He seems to take news better when it comes from you," she paused when the doorbell rang and soon, Lisa came prancing in hugging my soon-to-be family and planting a kiss on Michael's cheek. He turned red, not in embarassment, but in anger and he wiped his cheek and glared at her.
"What are you doing here?" he growled.
"Your aunt invited me. Where's the bride-to-be? I wanna meet her," she grinned almost viciously.
"I don't think that's a good...idea," he paused when she walked into the kitchen and found me. She looked me up and down and I automatically knew she was judging me.
"Nice to meet you, Lola. I'm Lisa. My, my aren't you the lucky little lady. I wonder how long this will last," she pondered evilly. I started to get in her face, but a little voice in my head stopped me.
'Don't Lola. Remember what Michael taught you. Anger doesn't solve anything.' I looked away and Lisa tried to make me look back at her again.
"Hello? I'm talking to you," she said in a sing-song voice. "Way to go, Mike. You picked a rude one this time. I'll bet this won't last very long at all," she mused. I opened my mouth and Latoya walked in.
"Okay, miss thang, that's enough. I don't give a rat's ass who invited you here, but you aint gonna come in here like the little miss diva you think you are and treat my family like that," she got in her face and Lisa raised her eyebrows.
"Your family? She hasn't been around long enough. I thought we were family," she made a pouty face and Latoya snorted.
"I don't think so," she growled and stood in front of me protectively.
"Alright that's enough," Michael stepped in and took my hand and pulled me against his side, wrapping his arms tightly around me and rubbing my belly. "Lisa, I don't like you being here, but if you want to witness our big day, that's fine by me. If you say anything more hateful to Lola, I'll kick you out myself. Better yet, I'll have Janet do it," he said plainly.
Lisa eyed him and then gulped when she looked at Janet. She was leaning in the doorway glaring at her. For some reason, the only person Lisa feared was Janet. Tito once told me that Janet had beaten the crap out of her once she treated Michael so poorly. Everyone else in the room bit their tongues and stayed quiet.
After a while, everyone started turning in for the night. Michael and I took a long time saying goodnight to each other before we finally had to part. Janet and Rebbie decided to stay on the couch to make sure neither of us tried to sneak into the other's room. I paced the floor all night and tried to sleep, but I didn't feel right without Michael there.
I sighed and paced even more. By the time it hit three in the morning, I growled and walked out of my room. I leaned against my door and looked at Mike's sadly. I looked back towards the living room and saw Rebbie eyeing me and I walked her way. I walked past the werewolf manikin and gave it a mocking growl as I walked by.
"Major crankyness, I see. Taking it out on the werewolf won't make you get to sleep any faster," Rebbie stated as she shoved a handfull of popcorn into her mouth. I grumbled and slid into the couch next to her.
"This is torture! I can't stand not being with him, Reb. I don't know how people do it!" my voice cracked a little and I made a fake cough trying to hide the tears burning in the back of my eyes.
"Relax, Lolz. It's only one night and then you'll never be apart again. You're the one that asked for a traditional wedding and this is how it goes," she said quietly.
"I hate it. It doesn't feel right," I held my belly and let tears pour out. Rebbie put the popcorn on the table and put her arm around me. I leaned on her shoulder and cried. "It isn't fair." Rebbie rubbed my back and then I felt my feet being raised up. Janet came and pulled my feet into her lap and rubbed my legs. Katie walked in with Latoya and they all sat next to me on the couch and comforted me.
"It's okay, one night isn't such a big deal," Janet whispered.
"Yea, and besides, it isn't like he's that far away. He's just down the hall and he's safe so you know where he is at all times," Latoya said quietly.
"I know," I sat up and wiped my eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm just a big baby."
"No, child. It's just the hormones of pregnancy. You will have times like these alot more often. Next time, Mikey will be the one holding you," Katie whispered.
"Yea, but we'll always be here for you too, don't ever forget," Rebbie smiled.
"Thanks everyone. I love you all so much," I smiled.
"We love you too," they all said in unison.
I sat with them for a while and we all ended up falling asleep on the couch. I was laying on Rebbie's lap and her head was laid back on the back of the couch, Latoya was laying on Rebbie's shoulder and Janet was laying on my back. Katie snapped a picture and went to her own bed. About an hour later, the sun began to rise and I heard some muffled yelling coming from Michael's room.
I snuck away from the girls and walked to Michael's door. I put my ear against the door and listened.
"Stop this Lisa. You had your chance and it ended," Michael snarled.
"But Mike, I want another chance. I can treat you better than that wench ever could," she begged.
"I said no. I love her, Lisa. I won't leave her," he snapped.
"I'll make you...I'll make you remember..." I heard more muffles and I slammed the door open to find Lisa half naked on top of Michael. He was on his back on his bed trying to push her off and she was kissing him forceably. She stopped and jumped up trying to cover herself and tried to look innocent. "He...Lola...he came onto me! I swear!" Michael looked at her and then looked at me, not sure what to say. I just started laughing and she looked at me in shock.
"Right, well whenever your done placing nasty ass kisses on my fiance, let me know. We have a wedding to get ready for and I'd like him tasting like himself instead of like a skank," I winked at Michael and he grinned widely as I walked out. He got up and started to follow me and she grabbed his arm.
"You're making a huge mistake," she growled.
"Actually you are, and we're finished for good. Security!" he called into the intercom and a guard showed up and escorted Lisa away.
I started to get ready for the wedding finally. I had showered and dried my hair. The girls were in my room getting everything set. Once I got my makeup done, I walked out to the kitchen to talk to Kai about the corsette. The lace broke when I tried it on the night before and she had relaced it. When I walked into the living room, I was caught in the arm by my father. I gasped and pulled my arm away. He wreaked of alcohol and he looked terrible.
"Dad, what are you doing here?" I asked.
"Came to s-stop you from making the w-worst mistake of y-your life," he stuttered and leaned against the wall. I had to cover my mouth from the smell.
"I'm not making a mistake, dad. I'm doing something right for once in my life," I argued.
"No! Marrying that freak is not a good thing!" I backed away and placed my hand protectively over my belly. He looked down and saw the growing bump and snarled. "Great, so now my daughter whored around with a pedophile and got pregnant," he spat. "I bet he did this on purpose, to steal you from your family."
"What are you talking about? This was all by choice!" I yelled. He took a step towards me and I backed up a little. I didn't like the look in his eyes. He almost looked like Joseph, which terrified me. My belly started twisting in knots. No doubt the baby felt like we were in danger, as did I.
"If it was your choice you would have come back home a long time ago. Maybe your mother would still be alive if he hadn't held you hostage here," he growled. "I bet you don't even care. She spent all this time worrying about you and it killed her. You killed her."
I winced. "No! Don't you dare bring mom into this. I stayed here by choice to get away from situations like this. Maybe it was for the better to get away from you!" his eyes changed to a darker color and he stormed up to me and back handed me across the face.
"Don't you ever talk to me like that! I'm taking you home now and you are getting an abortion!"
I jerked away from him. "No! Go to hell!" he grabbed my wrist and slammed my back against the wall and slapped me again. Then I heard more growling, but not coming from my dad.
"Let...her...go..." my dad turned and I saw Michael partially dressed in his red pants and white undershirt and he was glaring daggers at my dad. He had witnessed my dad hitting me and it struck a nerve for him. He saw himself as a child getting thrown into a wall and smacked around by his own father. This made him even more angry.
"Who are you to tell me how to deal with my daughter? Y-you did this to her and I'm fixing it. That demon spawn growing in her now will die and the world will be safe from yet another freak!" I glared at the back of my dad's head.
"Don't call my fiance a freak! Don't call my baby a demon spawn, either! I'm not going anywhere with you." I growled.
"Shut up!" he back handed me again and Michael grabbed his arm and threw him against the opposite wall. He landed on his knees and grunted. He stared at Michael and hesitated. My brothers showed up along with the rest of the Jackson family, all rolling up their sleeves and taking a stance beside Michael. Michael held up his hand to stop them and he stepped foward. My dad ran at him and Michael took him to the ground very easily, making him land behind Michael. He got back up and ran for him again and Michael turned and hit him in the face and threw him across the room and landed against the wall again. He looked up with blood running down his mouth and Michael folded his arms.
"Whose the freak, now?" he paused and stared at him until my dad eventually looked away with a defeated look on his face. "You're done here. I suggest you leave before you get seriously hurt," Michael said calmly. My dad stumbled to his feet and slowly walked out. We all sighed in relief when he left and I fainted against the wall. Keith caught me before I fell and helped carry me to Janet. "Lola, are you okay?" Michael whispered when I woke up.
"Yea, I'm fine. What about you?" I whispered, touching his face.
"I'm okay," he smiled.
"Okay, everyone's okay now," Rebbie pushed Michael out. "See you at the alter, now go." he grinned and left. Soon, I was dressed in my gown. I looked at myself and admired the way it formed around my body. The trim was in a royal red color and laced with gold.
Ryan grabbed my arm and walked me down the aisle. I almost drooled when I saw Michael at the front. He was dressed as if he were true royalty in his red suit. He grinned widely at me and Ryan put our hands together and kissed my forehead and shook Mike's hand before sitting down. The pastor did the traditional speech and after we said "I do" and placed rings on each other's fingers, I looked at Janet, who was standing behind me, and she handed me the note. Michael looked at me strangely and I grinned.
"Remember when I asked to borrow your office?" he nodded. "Well, I decided I wanted to do the best I could in telling you how you make me feel. I let my heart wander until these words seemed to pop into my head and onto the computer screen. So, here's my poem to you, Michael..." I smiled and held up the letter, ready to read it in front of him and everyone else baring witness to this day. I took a deep breath and squeezed his hand as I started to read.
"Cherished are the memories that
Brought us to this day,
For yesterday, was just a dream...
A wish to contemplate.
A fantasy where in my mind,
A fleeting glimpse I'd see...
A vision of the true desires
I longed for endlessly.
And when I dreamed, I did not know
The love I'd feel today;
The height of my true feelings,
And the depths they would portray.
And if I had one wish today,
A simple wish t'would be...
Is that the love we feel this moment,
Lasts eternally.
Reality has merged now
As you stand here by my side;
And as I join your hand in mine,
My heart does fill with pride.
For as I pledge my love to you,
I see in many ways,
Reflections of my love for you
Are mirrored in your gaze.
And by our presence here today,
And for the love we share,
I thank you for our yesterdays
That brought us to be here.
But more than this, I vow to you,
My wishes yet to come...
Tomorrow's dreams and fantasies,
This day that we are one.
Tomorrow's an adventure
That we'll share together now;
Our future's intertwined forever,
Through this holy vow.
I promise to remember
In the future years and days,
The love I feel for you this moment...
...Dreams fulfilled today.
For in the coming years as we
Move on, and reminisce,
Back to the day I stood with you
And promised with a kiss...
That blessed are the days that
I have looked into your eyes,
And felt the warmth and love reflect,
The essence of our lives."
I took a breath and Michael wiped tears away from my eyes and then from his own. A few people in the crowd wiped their own tears and Michael took a deep breath. "Yesterday we dreamed of what might be. Today, we validate our love, and tomorrow, we will cherish the life we have shared as one."
I smiled and the pastor finally said "you may kiss the bride." Michael swooped me down romantically and kissed me with such fire and passion, I felt like my heart was going to explode. Everyone clapped and cheered and we parted and walked down the aisle. When we walked to the reception area, in the field where normally the water wars took place, we were introduced as Mr. and Mrs. Michael Jackson. I grinned and Michael pulled me into the Waltz we shared so many times on stage in front of millions.
"Lola Jackson," I whispered. Michael grinned. "I love the sound of that."
"Lola Jackson," he repeated. "The Queen of Pop," he smiled and kissed me again. The baby felt like it was doing flips in my belly and I knew at that moment, I've never been so happy in my entire life.
