I sat typing away at my computer with a blank expression on my face. I was bored and ready for the bell to ring at any moment. You see, I had to type an essay about the anatomy of human beings. This was required if I wanted to become a nurse. I was almost done, and pretty sure my essay would soon be graced with the letter A. As all my essays have in the past. A few minutes have passed and I then submit my essay.

As I began to gather my things, I felt something a little off. I then heard a loud commotion in the hallway. It sounded oh too familiar! All of a sudden there was a bang at the door of my classroom. Then a tall figure, with light skin and brown eyes, with curly hair burst through that door. He was outraged, but I  couldn't help but smirk. He was so sexy!

"Michael, what are you doing here?" I asked him. My face was as red as a tomato.
Michael began to yell, but stopped himself. I guess he didn't want to make a scene. Too late for that buddy. Michael pulled me by my arm, out the door, out of the university, and into his limo! When he let go, there was bright red hand mark around my wrist where he'd grabbed me at.

"Joelle, what the fuck is your problem? I told you to be back at home by 6:00! It is 6:01, which is way past 6:00!"

"Michael, you have no control over me! You are not my father!" I was so mad at him. How could he expect me to obey his every command? Like...he owned me or something.

"I know I'm not your father. I'm your daddy!" He said this with a smirk. But I was definitely not amused. "Jo you are my girlfriend and you have to do what I say! If you don't , you can kiss your little nursing career goodbye."

I can't believe he said that! So basically my future lies in his hands! If I don't obey him, I'd basically be...nothing. I wanted to be a nurse so badly. Helping people is what I've always wanted to do. If it means putting up with Michael, then so be it!

All of a sudden, I felt a hot strike against my face! "You haven't been listening to a word I've said, have you?" Michael screamed. He apparently has been talking to me, but I was too busy in my own thoughts.

"Yeah I heard you". I lied. "Oh really? Then what did I say?" I was in trouble now. I didn't know anything he said. I wasn't listening. Michael slapped me again! This was always punishment for not listening to him. I began to cry. My face hurt so badly. Michael showed no sympathy. In fact he found it rather amusing. He let out a chuckle. I let out a cry. But he doesn't care.

When we got to the house, Michael pushed me inside and onto the sofa. It was dark outside now and Michael told me he was going to bed. I followed him, but he put an end to that quickly. "And where do you think you are going?" He asked. "What do you mean? I'm going to bed with you." Michael looked at me with an "are you serious" look. "Not tonight. Go get a blanket and a pillow and waltz your tiny ass to that sofa!"

I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. I knew if I argued, Michael would probably kill me. Not really but you know, he could. He's Michael Jackson. I got my purple blanket and pillow out of the closet and made a little bed on the sofa. Purple is my favorite color! Michael turned around, so I interrupted. "So I can't have a kiss goodnight?" He scoffed at me. I reached for the remote and turned on the TV. Michael turned it off from the TV set. "No. Go to sleep." And with that he walked into his bedroom and shut the door. I began sobbing. I couldn't take it anymore. Enough is enough. I had to do something. So I decided to run away. Fuck being a nurse. Fuck Michael.

I got up and made the least bit of noise. Quite impressive if you ask me. I had on a tshirt and sweatpants. I grabbed my drawstring bag and filled it with water, chips, and my phone, my blanket and also my pillow. I guess that's all I really need. That's all he even lets me have. I turned the knob on the front door so so gently. I then closed the door behind me, so so gently. I proceeded to walk down the sidewalk. After about an hour I got so tired. I was near a park so I sat on a bench near the lake and took a short nap before I decide to walk again.

Thirty minutes into my short slumber, I heard singing. It was the most beautiful I've heard in, well, since I've been alive. Don't tell Michael. I decided to keep my eyes closed and remained still. Then, the singing stopped, and I heard footsteps.

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