I got more coming soon i promise! im dedicating this chapter to the people who created the movie This Is It. I went and saw it for the second time today and it gave me new inspiration. :) much love to my girls muah!
Two Hearts. One Dream Ch. 23
That following week went by normally. I got up one morning and after Michael and I had a nice breakfast together, we sat on the couch and watched the television. Michael laughed to himself and flipped the channel to the news and we saw new tabloids of Lisa and what she had said to me the day we went shopping. I rolled my eyes when Michael couldn't stop laughing.
"It isn't that funny," I said and rolled my eyes again.
"Yea, well the story isn't, but then I picture the look on her face when she sees this story. She's not gonna be a happy camper," he grinned.
"So why is this a good thing?" I asked.
"Because, for once, she's getting pissed off and it really isn't because of me this time. I'm not the one she's blaming and everyone else is taking shots at her. I'm innocent, as always," he gave me a cheesy smile and I looked away for a minute and then laughed.
"Better watch that cockyness, now. Don't forget what happened the last time you got too cocky," I smiled. He folded his arms and huffed.
"I wasn't ready when Max tackled me! And I still think you were behind all that," he eyed me and I frowned.
"Hey, I told you before, I was behind the shed the whole time trying to figure out where you were. I had nothing to do with it. Besides, I wasn't that stupid to find Max on my own. He probably would've nailed me the second he saw me," I giggled and Michael nodded.
"Probably," he paused when his phone rang. "Ah, I'll be right back," he got up and kissed me and walked outside to answer his cell. I grabbed the remote control and flipped through some channels until he came back. "So, I hired a new director/body guard. He's just entered the ranch. His name is Raymone, I think you'll like him."
I eyed him and then nodded and sat up, straightening my shirt. "If you like him, then I'm sure I will," I winked at him and he grinned. The doorbell rang and Michael went to answer it. A very tall, indian looking man walked in with a big smile on his face.
"Mrs. Lola Jackson, so nice to finally meet you, dear. I'm Raymone," he kissed the back of my hand and I smiled when I saw my husband grinning like a dork.
"Nice to meet you, too Raymone. Please just call me Lola. So, tell me...you're a director and a body guard?"
"Yes ma'am. I'm here to help set up tours for Michael, and when he takes over and can't be around, I'll be here to watch over you," he smiled warmly and I paused a minute.
"That's sweet of you, Raymone," I bowed and then turned to Michael. "So, there's a tour coming up?"
"Oh, yea...I have a few concerts coming up in Germany and Italy, then I have a few more in random states around here. Sorry, I forgot to mention it, honey." Michael scratched the back of his head as he spoke and Raymone stepped back and gulped. I guess he was expecting the bitchiness of a 6 month pregnant woman, but he didn't know me very well.
"That's okay. Just make sure you keep hydrated this time. And don't expect me to stay home when you're back in the states. I'll be back stage cheering you on whether you like it or not," I tapped my foot and Michael smirked.
"I knew you'd say something like that," he looked at Raymone.
"That's why I'm here. When you go to concerts and public places where Michael can't get to you, I'll be right there guarding you," he smiled and I nodded.
"Great. So when do you leave for rehearsals?" I asked my husband. He looked at Raymone and then at his watch.
"Actually, rehearsals begin tonight at the Staples Center. I'll fly to Germany next week," he chewed on his lip as he thought about all the details. I couldn't hardly stand how cute he was when he was in deep thought. He twiddled his fingers and sometimes wiggled his toes, but he always chewed on his bottom lip and glared at random spots in the room.
We sat together and talked a little more so I could get used to Raymone. He seemed just like one of my brothers, and Michael was able to trust him easy enough, which meant so was I. After rehearsals began, I did nothing but walked around the ranch. Janet was out touring and Rebbie was working. I tried to call Dr. Murray so I could put in some hours at the hospital, but after seeing the way Lisa treated me in public, he insisted I stay where it was safe.
The week was soon up after that and Michael left for Germany early one morning. I knew he had to be exhausted. Every night that whole week, he didn't come home until early the next morning, and he left again after sleeping maybe three or four hours total. I was extremely worried about him. Latoya spent alot of time with me while he was gone, but that didn't help me and my anxiety.
I paced by the windows all hours of the day. Kai had to force me to sit down and eat every now and then, and after that I was pacing again.
At one point, I felt a sharp pain in my side. It felt like Neveah kicked one of my kidneys and it knocked the air out of me and made me fall to my knees.
"Lola, girl you have to quit worrying yourself like this. It just isn't good for you," Joseph ran to my side and helped me to the couch. Katie walked in and eyed him. "Kate, can you grab a warm wash cloth please?" she nodded and did as he asked and he dabbed the cloth on my face.
"Thanks, but I'm okay, really."
"Don't lie to me, girl. I know you're worried about Mike, but he's gonna be just fine," he tried to comfort me and I began to turn pale. I felt sick and got up to run to the bathroom. I made it just in time and afterwards, I found myself curled into a ball on the bathroom floor. The pain I felt was different from random kicks. I felt like Neveah was hurting, and it made me hurt.
"Lola, are you alright baby?" Katie's voice came from the other side of the door. I mumbled and she walked in and saw me and instantly sat in the floor with me and wrapped a cloth around the back of my neck. "You look horrible. Maybe you should see a doctor," she offered.
"No, I can't do that to Michael..." I grumbled. "I promised him I wouldn't do anything that involved the baby unless he was next to me."
"Promises are important sometimes, dear, but Michael wouldn't want you suffering either," she ran her fingers through my hair and I felt my heart pounding in my head and the tips of my fingers and toes. I knew what was going on. I was having a severe anxiety attack all because Michael wasn't around. I had seperation anxiety from my husband.
'Not just you, Lola. Neveah wants him, too...'
I mentally groaned. 'You pick the worst times to show up, you know that?' I mentally snapped at my voice of reason.
I made myself sit up and I grabbed my head. "I need him..." I put my hand over my belly when another sharp pain hit. "We need him...to survive..." Katie nodded and picked up the phone and dialed Raymone.
Raymone was backstage watching Michael's every move. He was talking with the band and free styling trying to show them how he wanted them to hit each note. He walked outside when his phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Raymone? It's Katherine..."
"Oh, Mrs. Jackson, how are you?"
"I'm good, but I can't say the same for my daughter-in-law."
"Lola? What's wrong, is she hurt?"
"Kind of. I hope you didn't just say that in front of my son."
"No, ma'am. He's inside with the crew. What's going on?"
"I'm not entirely sure. She started worrying about Michael a few days into his rehearsal, and then after he left for Germany, her health just started detereorating. She refuses to see her doctor without him next to her and I'm not really sure what to do."
"Isn't she some kind of nurse now? I mean, did she try to diagnose herself?"
"She claims it's an anxiety attack. She's having pain in her stomach and it bothers me. The last thing she said to me was that she and the baby needed to be with Michael to survive..." Katie's voice grew quiet and Raymone bit his lip.
"Let me talk to Mike and see what can be done."
"No, don't you go telling him she's hurt or sick. He will drop everything and come home and he will beat himself up like crazy for leaving her side. He doesn't need that kind of stress."
"Okay, let me think about this and I'll call you later."
Katie agreed and hung up. Raymone paced a few minutes and eventually walked back inside. He was expecting to hear Michael rehearsing more, but instead, he was stressing out over something and arguing with Mr. Metayo.
"Look, I don't mean to be harsh here, but if I'm supposed to sing I Just Can't Stop Loving You, I can't sing it with a girl I haven't even met. We need to find Cidney..."
"Michael, Cidney is back in America doing her own thing now. We don't have a choice..." Mr. Metayo argued, trying to be nice.
Michael grunted and put his hands on his head and paced. "I wish Lola could just be here. That would make everything so much easier with performing...but damn she's too fragile..."
Raymone scratched his chin and then walked back outside in the middle of Michael's rant. He reached for his phone and called Katie back.
"Okay, I have a plan..."
Katie smiled into the phone and gave Kai a thumbs up. "That's wonderful, Raymone. I'll see you tomorrow then? Great...bye!"
"So what did he say?" Kai asked while she cut some veggies up for dinner.
"He's flying here without telling Mike to get Lola. She's gonna fly back to Germany and suprise him at his concert. Something about him not wanting to do a duet with a girl he barely knows. But only if Lola is up to it..."
"If I'm up to what?" I asked. I leaned against the hallway and pushed my way into the living room when I heard all the commotion. Joseph jumped up and wrapped his arm around me and held me up while we walked to the kitchen table. "What's going on?"
Katie explained why Mike was so upset and I immediately agreed to the plan. "I knew you would, baby. Just try to take it easy getting there. Raymone will be close by, but keep yourself calm on the way."
"I think I can manage," I stood and my knees went out from under me and Joseph caught me again. "I think..." I grinned innocently and Joseph rolled his eyes.
"Should I pack a wheelchair?" he teased. I lightly elbowed him in the side and he grinned. "Okay...crutches then?"
"Oh shut up," I grumbled and everyone in the room chuckled. That night, Katie and Latoya helped pack my things. I had a very difficult time getting to sleep without Michael being there. I paced the floor for a while and then walked out into the living room. It was storming and I turned on the television and curled up on the couch.
"You okay?" a soft voice asked. I turned to see Jermaine standing by the back of the couch smiling at me. I loved him so much. For some reason, just like Michael, I was closest to him than any of the other Jackson brothers. Jermaine was second to Michael, and then came Janet and Katie.
"Yea, I guess. I just hate feeling this anxious...I can't sleep without him next to me," my voice cracked a little and I sucked in a deep breath when another wave of pain hit my belly. Jermaine sat on the couch by my feet and I sat up.
"It's alright, that's just a natural thing. I don't think I could do half the things you've already done and being pregnant on top of all that. You are amazing to me, Lola." He smiled and brushed a hair behind my ear. I looked down and smiled.
"Thanks. I'm not all that great, but it's nice to hear that from someone besides Michael every now and then," I admitted. He laughed and put his arm around me. I layed my head on his shoulder and dozed off. When I woke up, I was tucked into Michael's bed and I felt completely relaxed. I was surrounded by his scent and pictures of him on the walls. I stretched and sat up and walked to my bathroom to get dressed. The second I left Michael's room, I was hit with more pain and I hit the ground.
"Woa, hey...don't be doing that now. We have a long way to travel today," Raymone ran up to me and helped me up. I blushed and straightened myself.
"Sorry..."
"No need to apologize. Get yourself ready, but don't dress up. Make sure you wear something comfortable. You need to sleep all you can on the flight and be ready for a concert tomorrow night."
I instantly felt butterflies, but I was happy to know I'd be with my husband soon enough. I did as Raymone suggested and slept most of the way to Germany. I grew quite attached to that little fluffy recliner. Raymone shook me up and I grumbled.
"Come on, Mike...just five more minutes," I mumbled.
Raymone chuckled. "Thanks, I'll take that as a compliment. You need to get ready though, we're almost there and you go on in about an hour."
I jumped up and scrambled to the bathroom. I was ready by the time we landed and we drove to the arena where the concert was being held. Raymone drove around to the back which was highly secured and I was impressed at how well he kept me hidden.
"Remember now, Mike doesn't know you're here. We'll give you a cue just before the duet starts. Once you jump in, that will be the first time Michael will see you," he winked and I blushed. He led me to Michael's dressing room and I could already hear him singing. Raymone left me alone to get on a new dress Katie bought for me. She told me I wasn't allowed to see it until I got to the concert, and I almost gasped when I put it on.
It was a sparkling red dress that complimented my pregnant belly. She also packed matching ballet slippers so my feet wouldn't be hurting me later. I grinned as I sang along to my husband's voice.
"You're just another part of me..." I sang and Raymone walked in.
"Nice dreads, my dear. You're almost on now, so come on out here. I'll make sure he doesn't see you when he runs through to change clothes." I nodded and followed him. Just as Michael finished, he ran off stage and ran right past me. Raymone had me turn my back to him just before he ran by and he didn't notice me. We did the same motion when he ran back onto the stage to begin the duet.
When he was back on stage, I noticed his suit was lined with the same color of red as my dress was. I had to remember to thank Katie later. I watched his face and felt sad when I saw the dread in his eyes. I knew he still thought he had to play like he was in love with someone he barely knew just to sing this duet, and he was such a perfectionist, it just didn't seem right to him.
Michael started singing softly and I listened carefully, and kept my eyes on Raymone.
"I Just Want To Lay Next To You
For Awhile
You Look So Beautiful Tonight
Your Eyes Are So Lovely
Your Mouth Is So Sweet
A Lot Of People
Misunderstand Me
That's Because They Don't
Know Me At All
I Just Want To Touch You
And Hold You
I Need You
God I Need You
I Love You So Much
Each Time The Wind Blows
I Hear Your Voice So
I Call Your Name . . .
Whispers At Morning
Our Love Is Dawning
Heaven's Glad You Came . . .
You Know How I Feel
This Thing Can't Go Wrong
I'm So Proud To Say
I Love You
Your Love's Got Me High
I Long To Get By
This Time Is Forever
Love Is The Answer"
Raymone pointed to me as Michael sang his part and I grabbed a microphone and began singing.
"I Hear Your Voice Now
You Are My Choice Now
The Love You Bring
Heaven's In My Heart
At Your Call
I Hear Harps,
And Angels Sing
You Know How I Feel
This Thing Can't Go Wrong
I Can't Live My Life
Without You"
Michael grinned at me as I walked out singing, and the crowd started cheering loudly. He took my hand and we walked to the center stage and Michael continued to sing.
"[Michael]
I Just Can't Hold On
[Lola]
I Feel We Belong
[Michael]
My Life Ain't Worth Living
If I Can't Be With You
[Both]
I Just Can't Stop Loving You
I Just Can't Stop Loving You
And If I Stop . . .
Then Tell Me Just What
Will I Do
[Lola]
'Cause I Just Can't Stop
Loving You
[Michael]
At Night When The
Stars Shine
I Pray In You I'll Find
A Love So True . . .
[Lola]
When Morning Awakes Me
Will You Come And Take Me
I'll Wait For You
[Michael]
You Know How I Feel
I Won't Stop Until
I Hear Your Voice Saying
"I Do"
[Lola]
"I Do"
This Thing Can't Go Wrong
[Michael]
This Feeling's So Strong
[Lola]
Well, My Life Ain't
Worth Living
[Both]
If I Can't Be With You
I Just Can't Stop Loving You
I Just Can't Stop Loving You
And If I Stop . . .
Then Tell Me, Just What
Will I Do
[Michael]
I Just Can't Stop Loving You
[Lola]
We Can Change All The World
Tomorrow
[Michael]
We Can Sing Songs Of
Yesterday
[Lola]
I Can Say, Hey . . .Farewell
To Sorrow
[Michael]
This Is My Life And I,
[Both]
Want To See You For Always
I Just Can't Stop Loving You
[Lola]
No, Baby
[Michael]
Oh!
[Both]
I Just Can't Stop Loving You
[Lola]
If I Can't Stop!
[Both]
And If I Stop . . .
[Lola]
No
[Michael]
Oh! Oh! Oh . . .Oh . . .
[Lola]
What Will I Do? Uh . . .Ooh . . .
(Then Tell Me, Just What
Will I Do)
[Both]
I Just Can't Stop Loving You
[Michael]
Hee! Hee! Hee! Know I Do
Girl!
[Both]
I Just Can't Stop Loving You
[Michael]
You Know I Do
And If I Stop . . .
[Both]
Then Tell Me, Just What
Will I Do
[Both]
I Just Can't Stop Loving You
After the song, we bowed and walked off stage. Michael hugged me tightly and kissed me many times and I giggled. "It's good to see you too, daddy."
"Lola, honey...what are you doing here? Not that I'm not happy...but why?" he asked.
"We missed you," I said, putting his hand on my belly. Neveah kicked his hand and he grinned and rubbed it gently.
"I missed you too," he said and kissed me again. "Well, now that you're here...are you up for a little dancing?" he asked.
"Dancing?" I played dumb and he grinned.
"Mhm...hey pretty baby with the high heels on...oohhhh!" he sang slowly and made me laugh.
"Duh...you think I wore these dancing shoes just to sing a slow song with you? I didn't think so. Let's go!" I smiled and walked toward the stage. Michael stood frozen with his eyebrow quirked. "What? Don't think you can keep up with a preggo like me?" I teased.
He laughed and joined me by the stage. "I think I can manage...just don't overdo it," he warned sweetly.
"Do I ever?" I asked and he eyed me. "Okay, okay...I won't." He smiled and kissed me and we walked out on stage and danced to The Way You Make Me Feel.
btw new drama is coming soon. Lola's dad will be out of jail soon...but Mike wont be around to help her this time...so whose gonna come to her rescue? you'll be shocked to find out later...
