Chapter 15
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Myra
Seeing as I would get mobbed going out and shopping these days Michael had wedding dresses coming from LA to the Neverland Ranch. I was going to spend the day trying on dresses. He was shopping for a tuxedo.
We were busy planning our dream wedding. I was getting really excited. Michael told me that I could invite Stephanie out to Neverland sometime. I was planning on asking her and Janet to be my brides' maids in the wedding. Things were falling into place. October had ended and we were in the month of November.
The doorbell rings. Michael was out. I was in one of the many dresses that was in his office. I hoped he did not come in and see me in this dress. It would be bad luck if I liked it. I would have to keep going through dresses. I get to the door before the butler could. I swing the door open there stands a police officer. I had seen him here before. He was the one working for Michael's case.
My heart races in my chest. "Hello sir, Michael is not home right now" I tell him.
He nods as he stands there. "You know why I am here right Mrs. Jackson?" he asks me.
I blush hearing someone call me Mrs. Jackson. I loved that! "Oh, I am not Mrs. yet. I am planning the wedding. Trying on the dress that is why Michael is out" I ramble out nervously.
"I see. I am sure he told you about his case. Are you Myra?" he wonders.
I nod. "I am she. Yes", I stammer. "Michael has told you about me?"
"Yes, he had. He says you would go on the run with him if he had to" he mentions to me.
I feel my mouth fill up with cotton hearing those words. "Do we have to?" I manage to say softly.
"I need to talk things over with the both of you. When he gets home please tell him to give me a call right away" adds the officer.
I nod. "I will" I promise him.
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I feel shaky. How much trouble was Michael really in? I was worried about him being out. Maybe we should hire more guards. He planned on staying here. Not going on the run. Hiding in public. The wedding?
Would we have to move it up? Or put it on hold? So many worries flood in my head now. All I wanted was for Michael to get home so I could talk to him. I would only feel better once he was home. With me.
I head back up to Michael's office. Where all the many wedding dresses were laying about. I glance in the mirror. I looked so pretty. I could never afford a gown like this. Michael hand-picked most of these out for me. "Hi, I am Mrs. Myra Jackson. Hello, I am Mrs. Michael Jackson" I say to myself in the mirror.
I loved saying that out loud. "Myra Jackson" I sigh with a smile.
Even growing up as a young lady I dreamt of being a Jackson. Now here I was. I was going to be a Jackson! Michael's wife. The love of his life. I felt like if I glowed any more that I was going to brighten up a whole entire room without a light. I giggle. Someone knocks on the office door.
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"Baby I am home!" he calls out.
"Michael!" I gasp. "give me a moment! I have to get out of this dress! You can't see me in it!" I rush out.
I dash about. I get to changing out of this dress.
"I figured you might be so that is why I knocked on the door" he chuckles.
I smile as I change as quickly as I can. Then I let him come in, he rushes to my side. He pulls me in his arms. He plants a kiss on my lips. I melt into his embrace. "Did you pick a dress?" he wonders.
"No, not yet. I am getting close to finding the perfect one" I say.
He smiles. "I found my tux" he says to me.
"I can't wait to see you in it!" I say happily. "you men have it easy" I tease.
"I can show you the tux. Try it on for you" he offers.
I shake my head. "Not before the wedding Michael! After all, then you will try to see me in the wedding dress. It is not happening" I warn him playfully.
He grins. "I had to try" he chuckles.
I lean up kissing him. "Michael someone came by. They need to talk to both of us. That officer that was working on your case" I say softly. "Are we going to have to go into hiding?" I ask softly.
He shakes his head. "No baby. I told him we would not do that. I am staying. He is coming to give me an update on the case"
"Oh okay" I sigh.
The doorbell rings.
"I bet that is him now" Michael says to me. "He was waiting around for me"
We head to the door. The police officer was there alright. It gave me an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. Michael lets him come in. They are talking about the case. I go make coffee for the men. And get them cookies to. I bring a tray of goodies out for them to enjoy putting the mood at ease. It was all I could do not to fall apart.
"Is Michael in danger?" I blurt out. I had to know.
They look up at me. Michael's handsome jawline looked tense. "Not yet. But we have no idea where these guys took off after they made bail. I am sorry I do not have any better news to give you" he says. "My name is Dante" he tells me. We shake hands. He hands me a card. "Day or night if you have a problem call me right away"
I nod as I take his card.
"Like I said I am not running out. Myra and I are planning our wedding. It will happen at Christmas. I placed my life on hold for an entire year. I just got it back. I am not going anywhere" says Michael sternly.
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He places his hand in mine. I lace my fingers with his. He squeezes my hand in his.
After the officer left us there in our own thoughts we sit there on the couch. I snuggle up to Michael's side. I rest my head on his shoulder. He kisses my forehead. "Michael if we have to leave then we have to. Your life is in danger. You heard what he told us" I warn him.
"I am fine. I am safe here" he scoffs.
"But Michael you left to be hidden away at my town. A year ago. And you faked your own death. This is not something to take lightly" I warn him. "I do not know what I would do if anything happened to you" I begin to say as I feel tears choke me and keep me from talking. "I love you so much. I can't lose you again"
He holds me close to him. "You are not going to lose me baby" he vows softly.
"I hope not" I murmur.
Tears water in my eyes. "We need to get more guards around you" I say.
"Babe I will be fine. You will be fine. We are getting married next month. Nothing will go wrong. I swear baby" he tries to tell me. "I have it all under control. The police are on the job. You heard Dante. They will catch these guys. And this time they will not get bail. And we will be safe"
"I hope you are right Michael. I just want you to be safe. I want to marry you" I chime in.
"That is all I want to baby. More than anything in this world. I can't wait to be able to call you my wife. And say Mrs. Myra Jackson" he says to me.
He heard me earlier. "Michael!" I laugh I swat his arm. He laughs then tickles me.
"I thought that was so sweet. I did hear you practicing" he teases me.
I feel my face blushing with a fiery passion. "Michael Jackson!" I laugh.
He leans in to me. He kisses me. "In all seriousness. I can't wait"
"Me either" I agree.
He had the look of love in his eyes for me. "This is going to be the wedding of the century"
I nod. "I agree" I say to him.
He smiles. "You are the best thing that ever happened to me. Try not to worry okay?" he asks me.
"I will try. It will not be easy. But I will. I just care for you so much. And I can't let anything happen to you" I worry. I touch his cheek with my hand. My legs are now in his lap as he holds me.
"I love you baby" he reminds me.
"I love you to sweetheart" I vow.
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