The day later when I got up, I found Michael was already up and about. He must be busy. I knew we were planning the "Dangerous" tour here soon now that everything was done with Toby. I knew Michael was going to be super excited about going on tour.
He would need me to be with him. I always helped on each one of his tours. I feel a little better thinking about the tour. Excitement to hear his latest music being song live on stage would put a rush into anyone's day.
I take a shower. I had to be safe and not get my stiches in my cheek wet. I had a doctor check up next week to see when the stiches would be coming out. They sure made my face look awful.
And they itched something terrible too. I get out of the shower once I am done. I dry off. I could not wear any makeup right now. My doctor told me not to do anything that would irritate the skin from the healing process. Not that I ever wore much makeup in the first place.
I finally had slept through one night. I had one nightmare of Toby. It was starting to get a little better. I thought about going to get some therapy. For what happened to me. I was attacked. Someone tried to take my life. It really impacted me. Scared me.
I had to work through this. I knew I would get over it. But it was sure going to take some time. I began to wonder how Cindy and the other victims were doing since their attack. They were raped. I wasn't. I was just almost raped. Cindy was nearly left for dead. My heart went out to her. But not back then. I had not treated her so kindly. I felt badly about that.
When I make my way in the kitchen Michael was seated at the table and Kendall was with him. They were having breakfast. Food was spread out on the table. I join them after getting myself some juice.
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"How are you feeling today babe?" Michael questions me warmly. He gets up then moves to my side. He kisses my good cheek.
"I actually got some sleep last night. I only woke up once" I tell them both. They smile at me.
"We were wondering if you were up for going with us on the Dangerous tour? It will be starting soon. And we know you did not really want to be seen in the public eye right now. We would understand if you want to stay home and rest" Kendall points out.
Michael places a hand in mine then squeezes it gently. "Don't you want me to go?" I ask feeling a little hurt. I always went on the tours.
"Of course, we want you to go!" Kendall tells me. "we were only considering your feelings right now. And what you said before"
"Thanks, but I want to go with you both. I want to go be with Michael" I say softly.
He takes my hand and leads it up to his lips. He plants a kiss on my hand. "I love you. I can't wait to share my music with the world. With you by my side"
I grin. "I need to get things off my mind. I think working on this tour would be a fantastic way to do that"
"Alright. Renee is in" says Kendall. She grins at me. "Good to have you aboard" I nod then smile.
Kendall and Michael begin to chat away about the tour. I begin to think about all those meet and greets. All the fans. Now they all knew who I was. That I was Mrs. Michael Jackson. Everyone would be watching my every move.
I had to know if these stiches would leave an ugly scar. If not, then I would have nothing to worry about being in the public eye. Maybe I could move this doctor apt up a few days earlier.
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"Renee something wrong?" Michael asks me.
I shake my head no. "Not at all. I am going to make a call to my doctor" I tell him. "I will be right back"
I go to Michael's private office. I make a call to my doctor. I sit down in the chair as I wait for the phone to ring. It begins to ring.
"Hello doc. This is Renee Jackson. I was hoping to move my apt up a day or so. Michael plans on doing a tour. So, the sooner they can fit be in the better. I was hoping to surprise Michael and have the stiches out. Sure, I can hold" I tell them.
I cross my fingers as I wait for an answer. They get me in. I have one more question.
"Do you think these will leave a scar?" I listen to them explain things to me. "No guarantee then huh? Okay thanks. Bye" I say before we hang up.
Tears spring to my eyes. I hoped that I would not have a scar. The press eats up things like that. They would be ripping into me. They were ruthless like Michael had always warned me. I was a little scared. But I did not want to miss out on this tour because of the things that Toby had done to me. I wanted to support Michael. I always had. I always will.
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"Babe there you are! Kendall had to go. Why did you take off again?" he asks me as he sits on the desk near me.
"I called my doctor's office. I made an apt early so that I could get these stiches out early" I say with a hopeful smile.
"Good for you baby" he says as he smiles at me. He leans down kissing me.
"Then once they are out, we can make love. Like we always wanted to. We can have time for us before the concert begins", I say softly to him.
He smiles looking pleased. "I love the sound of that" he agrees. He kisses me.
I smile feeling a little bit better this week than I had in a long time these past few days.
"Renee come with me. I have a surprise for you" he announces.
He hops off his desk. Then he takes me by the hand. Leads me to our bedroom. There is a huge box there in the bedroom. He leans down ripping the box open. I sit down on the bed wondering what was going on. Kendall must have dropped something off. I never saw a box arrive earlier that morning.
"What is that Michael?" I ask curiously.
"Check it out babe" he says happily.
He holds up a shirt. It reads Dangerous. He is on the front. His hair is perfect. He has a serious look in his beautiful eyes. The shirts were in red, black and white. They looked amazing.
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"Michael they are wonderful! The fans are going to love these!" I gush happily.
He shows me the back of the shirt. There were all the cities he was going to be singing at as well as the dates he was going to them on the shirts. He hands me one. "For you babe" he tells me. "You are the first one to have one" he vows. He kisses me.
"Oh, Michael I am thrilled" I say happily to him.
I hug the shirt close to me. He kisses me again. I smile feeling his kiss on my lips.
"I have one more gift for you. Over here in this box" he tells me.
He rips open another box as he kneels down on the floor. He lifts up a black leather jacket. He tries on a black jacket. He turns around, so I see it reads "Mr. Jackson" I squeal. He had someone design leather jackets like the last tour. I loved seeing the new outfits on him.
He looked so damn hot in everyone. He bends down getting a second leather jacket. He turns around to face me. He holds up the back of the jacket. He smiles proudly at me. I gasp when I read it. It reads "Mrs. Jackson" they matched! Our jackets matched! Mr. and Mrs.!!
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"Michael! Oh Michael!" I gasp happily.
He hands me my jacket. "Try it on Renee" he demands to me.
I nod but do as I am told. I slide it on. It was a perfect fit.
"Turn around in its Mrs. J" he orders me.
I giggle as I turn around. Showing off my jacket. "I can't wait for this tour" I giggle.
He pulls me in his embrace. "The world knows you own my heart. That you belong to me. Mrs. Jackson" he whispers softly to me as he stares into my eyes. I look up at his handsome face.
I am his.
He kisses me. I melt into him. He was my better half. He always had. He always would be.
"If at any time you want to pull out of this you can. Understand? And if at any time you need me to come along with you, I will. I don't care. You are what is most important to me. I would do anything for you Renee. It is time you saw that" he says in the most serious tone. "I mean every word"
"I know Michael. I am not going to back out of this tour. I will be there at your side. As I always have been. You know you can count on me" I vow.
"I know I can. And you can count on me" he reminds me.
I feel his smile from his lips as they land on mine once more. I feel my toes curl in my socks as I tingle all over from his kiss. I could hardly wait for the next chapter in our lives to begin. Because it was just going to keep getting better.
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