Him (A Michael Jackson Love Story) Part 14

I tried to remain calm,but it was beyond difficult. "Michael who is Lisa Marie?" He avoided my question, cleverly. "You will meet her tonight.....It is our first date." I played with my hands, desperately trying to hold my tears inside. I was doing anything I could to distract myself. He was not dim-witted; he knew what that look in my eyes meant. "I'm sorry," he choked. "Alissa....I would never try to hurt you...especially not after all that you have done for me." I nodded, blinking away the tears that rolled down my cheeks. He began to cry. "Baby, I didnt wanna fall in love with her. I wanted to be with you..but-" I cut him off, putting one finger up to his lips. "I would never stop you from finding true love." "I'm happy for you." He smiled, sadly. "Thank-you....I'm here for you no matter what okay Lissy?" "I know..." Katherine entered the room, carrying a bundle of Michael's stagewear clothes. "Hey you two," she said, smiling. She stopped, and turned back to face us. A puzzled look was mixed into her features. She wobbled over to me. Placing one tiny finger over my eyes, she whispered, "Red, swollen eyes...Did Michael show you his tarantula collection?" I shook my head, allowing the tears to spill. Katherine jumped, taken aback by my sudden tearful emotians. Sitting quickly, she placed herself directly next to me. "Baby," "what's wrong?" I didnt have the heart to explain. I simply put my head on her shoulder, and cried. Katherine glanced at Michael. "Dear, comfort your girlfriend." I wailed louder upon hearing the word "girlfriend." Mrs. Jackson was wise; no "fool" to mess with. "Michael you did not..." He nodded, sadly. "I told her that I would always love her, though" Damn sure you will!" I had never heard petite Katherine Jackson swear. "This little angel was sent to you from GOD and you BREAK UP WITH HER?! Oh I see, maybe some black child be better." Michael shook his head, equally as emotianall as I was. Finally he could take no more. "Her name is Lisa Marie Presley." I sat up, iginited. My mouth went dry. I could not form words. How could I not have known? Me? A dirty- tom-boy, softball loving girl, compared to a rich, talented, beautiful singer-daughter of Elvis girl? I put my hands in the air. "No wonder..." He looked at me. His eyes were begging. "No Liss...It's not what you think." I turned to him. "Michael...I cant compare to Lisa Marie. She is beautiful. I get it." Jermaine ran into the room. "YEAHHH Mike told me the news! Congrats man!" He slapped Michael on the back. "Jermaine you arent helping...," Katherine warned. Jermaine looked at me, still in tears. "Well you cant be surprised. Liss you got no boobs...and Lisa..woah...that girl's got.." Michael got to his feet. "Jermaine..." My heart sank. I had always been sensitive about that part of my body...Michael followed me. I refused to turn around. "Baby...your breasts are beautiful. Don't listen to Jermaine. I didnt leave you because hers are bigger." I turned, staring. "You promise you love me?" "Always..." I thought for a second. "Okay..I will give her a chance." He smiled, but in teh back of my mind..I knew my true feelings.