It was the day Michael would come home. I was so nervous. I had waited for the last six months for this day. I had waited for this moment since the day he left Neverland. And now I was scared, of what would happen and what he would say to me. Was he mad at me? Mad that I was still in Neverland?

Nobody had told me I had to move out, and quite frankly I staid here because I had nowhere to go. I didn't have an apartment, no car and I couldn't just call a taxi. It was all too risky that somebody was going to know who I was, especially now that Siedah had basically told the whole world I was using Michael. And another reason that I was still here was that I wanted to see Michael and make sure this was real. I was still deeply in love with him, I needed to see him after six months of missing him.

I knew this day wouldn't be as sweet as I had imagined it, running up into his arms and crying tears of happiness that he was back and we could do whatever we wanted. But I didn't expect it to be as had as it turned out to be.

As I heard the car stop in front of the house I went to the door, peaking outside through the windows. He stepped out of the car in his black pants and red button up shirt. Everything seemed ordinary except the look on his face. It appeared he hadn't slept in days. I took a step back as he opened the door and entered the house.

"Hi Michael" I said and crossed my arms in front of my chest, feeling a bit intimidated. The truth would come out now. And I was in shock, seeing him again after half a year after watching him on television so many times.

"Susan" Michael whispered and came to me. He wrapped my arms around me, holding me close.

"I'm sorry that I am still here, I didn't know how I should leave without people noticing."

Michael pulled back and had a sad look on his face.

"I'm sorry...I was hoping that, maybe we can still be friends?" I heard the pain in his voice. It was a silly idea, but I knew that Michael didn't understand much of realtionships, since he had never had any.

"Michael, you know that's not right. You had Siedah now. And if she's better – if you don't love me anymore and she's really who makes you happy, so be it. I just don't know what I did to you. Why her? What does she have that I can't give to you?" I started to get louder and tears came up in my eyes.

"Susan please...you can live here as well. You are my best friend, don't you remember what we promised each other under the giving tree? Best friends."

"But I don't want to be your best friend Michael! You betrayed me! You didn't call me for all this time, do you know how that felt? I missed you so much..."I couldn't go on speaking and sobbed. I took a deep breath. "Suddenly I hear on the news that you and Siedah..."

"Susan, I need someone like Siedah in my life. Somebody who's also in the industry, somebody who isn't after money or—"

"So you think I am interested in your money?!" I yelled now and tears rolled down my cheeks. "I can't believe it! I am not interested in your damn money! I don't care that you are a famous super star, I don't care about who you are or what you have. I just cared about you as a person. I was in love with you." I cried and sat down on the stairs.

"Susan...I know, it's just" Michael put his hands on his face to cover his eyes and I knew this wasn't just his decision. Somebody must've made him do this. He wasn't fully ready to let me go.

"Michael...we're from different worlds. I'm just an ordinary girl, but you are the King of Pop. You know what...I'll just leave now, Wayne can drive me. I can't stay here."

"But Susan, wait I...maybe we can work this out. You'll like Siedah." At that moment Siedah stepped in through the door. I couldn't believe it; Wayne brought in two big suitcases that obviously belonged to her.

"Oh I don't think I would like her. Fan girl, pah! Michael stop holding on to her, she's manipulating you." She made a grimace at me and hugged Michael from behind. She lay her head on his shoulder and stared at me.

"You can pack your bags now Susan. Me and Michael need some private space here." She smiled at Michael and kissed his cheek.

"Susan, wait" Michael tried to hold me back.

"Shhh, you can do this." Siedah said and grabbed his hand. I ran upstairs, crying uninterruptedly and started throwing my clothes into my suitcase. I heard them talking downstairs.

"You've known me for 10 years now Michael. I know what I'm doing." I heard Siedah say. Somehow this woman had managed to get into his head and twist around everything that he knew I was. But what was I supposed to do? We had clearly just moved in.

After nearly and hour I was done packing, so I quickly made my way to the door. Michael must've heard me because he came out from the living room and stood beside me,

"Susan don't do this...I'm not sure about this." He whimpered.

"Then why did you bring her over? She's tearing us apart" I furrowed my brows and began sobbing again. And there she already was, walking up to Michael.

"You're doing the right thing" She said to Michael and opened the door for me. Michael sighed.

"I hope she's right Susan. I...I just can't live like this not knowing..."

"If I am just ripping you off. I get it." I said angrily. "I hope you know that I ...loved you a lot. But I guess that's not always enough. I...I'm just waiting for the day I find out why she did this." I scoffed at Siedah. It took me all my strength to be angry and not just cry.

Michael didn't say anything.

"Alright, goodbye then" I said and looked at him one last time. "And I guess...thank you for...for what we had. I will remember it. I still lo-"

"Oh SHUSH" Siadah scoffed and closed the door in front in my face. I gasped, but then turned around with my bags. Wayne put them in the car and I told him to drive me to the nearest hotel. I couldn't go home since my family was on vacation and I didn't have a key.

I looked outside as we drove past the giving tree... I had to think about our promise; Best Friends. Then came the Neverland lake, where we got engaged. I looked down at my hand, the dainty ring was still on my finger. I didn't have the heart to take it off, at least not for now. I wasn't angry with Michael. This wasn't only his fault. He had trust issues, I knew that and I somebody got in his head like this, they could do a lot of damage. I just never thought I'd be on the receiving end of that.

Then came the Neverland gate. It slowly opened and the car drove away from Michael. Away from Neverland, towards Los Angeles.

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