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He asked me to marry him. I pinched myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

Of course, I wasn't. Michael loves me. I love him, but getting married is not in my list right now. It may have been what I wanted, but I don't want it anymore.

How can he even propose to me after we just got done having mind blowing sex. That's irrational and that's not how I pictured I'd get married.

"Will you?" He asked. I just stared at him, wiped my teary eyes, and stood away from him. "Baby girl?" He questioned.

I grabbed my robe and put it over my exposed naked body. "Michael," I whispered. "Yes baby?" He stood from the floor and put on his pajama pants. He then walked over to me and stood in front of me. He never showed me the ring, just the box. The red velvet box.

It didn't matter what size the ring was, how beautiful it was, or how much it cost, I just am not sure about this. I just am not ready.

"Will you marry me, Sofia Aaliyah Anderson?" I'll be up all night if I don't answer his question. I know the answer, but my mouth won't open for me to say it verbally. I opened, then closed my mouth about six times.

Getting the point, Michael sighed walked away from me and through the box hard against the floor.

"I knew she wouldn't want to marry me. I'm a fucking freak. The fucking tabloids are right. I am a fucking 'Jacko'. Fuck my life. I can never have what I cherish or want."

He walked past me, bumping into my shoulder on the way, and walked out of the door and slamming it after he left.

"What have I done." I mumbled to myself. I went to the box that held my ring and opened it. I gasped when I met the texture of it. It's beautiful.

Must have cost him a fortune. "I'm just not ready Michael." I spoke silently to myself as I closed the box and sat it on the dresser. I got into the shower and shaved my legs, armpits, and privacy area. (What...? I don't like to be hairy)

Started to have pains in my lower abdomen, but I ignored them and continued to shower. "I have to stop holding my pee all the time. I'm going to have a bladder infection if I do." I mumbled to myself as I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body.

I grabbed my tooth brush and brushed my teeth, the rinsed my mouth out with mouth wash. I went back into the room and pulled out another pair of underwear, and a big loose shirt to sleep in.

Michael hadn't come back up from wherever he went and I began to worry. I pulled out my phone from the charger and called him.

"Hello?"

"Michael, where are you?"

"I'm in my skin where I belong. Where are you?" He said smartly, sarcastic, and sardonically.

"I'm in your bedroom." I spoke softly.

"Oh, so now everything that was once ours is now only mines?" He asked hurt. I am lost.

"Michael, no. What are you talking about? Can you just come here to me. Where are you?"

"Don't play games with me Sofia. Don't fucking play games with me. My feelings aren't to be played with. I've given you my all. Took you in, when your dumb ass ex beat the fuck out of you. I did everything I could. I stayed with you to make sure you were okay. I loved you. You have my heart, and now I'm starting to doubt and regret ever giving it to you." He spat back. That hurt. I covered my mouth as he continued to spit vulgarly words at me.

"...And kids, you fucking hid the fact that you were pregnant with MY CHILD FOR 8 MONTHS. Did it ever occur to you that I'd want to know considering that, that child you're carrying is mine?! Or Is it even my fucking child. Hell you've probably been fucking Cody for all I know."

"Michael stop" I said crying. I cannot believe he's saying this shit to me right now.

"No, everything turned for the fucking worst. I stopped my tour just for you."

"I didn't tell you to do that Michael. You did that on your own."

"No, I did that out of love. I was fucking worried sick about you. You don't take my feelings into consideration anymore. I've tried everything Sofia, but you're so fucking difficult. Stop being so damn insensitive. I can't take this shit anymore."

"Michael, don't."

"No I'm going to do it. I want you--.."

"Michael please. Please don't. You're all I have please." I started to cry even harder. I knew his on coming words and I don't want to. I want him. He can't do this to me.

"I want you gone. When I get back in about three minutes, you better be gone. I don't want to see your face. I need you out. Out of my life forever. Not my child though, because whether you like it or not, she's going to love me regardless. I won't take her for granted like you've taken me. I'm done with these games you play Sofia. Goodbye."

"Michaell noo--" he hung up the phone.

He doesn't want me anymore? I need him. He can't do this to me. I'm not going anywhere.

I think about ten minutes later he walked back into the room. Of course, I'm still whimpering. He stares at me and points to the door.

"Michael, please" I begged as I stood up and walked towards him. He grabbed me and hugged me. Me thinking that he's changed his mind, I grab him and hold him tight, not wanting to let go.

He then grabs my face and kiss me like he's never kissed me before. I moaned in his mouth and he reluctantly moved away from my body. I yearned for his touch, but he turned his back towards me and spoke.

"Please leave Sofia. I need you to leave now." I watched as he grabbed the jewelry box and opened it. He looked at the ring and shook his head. I could see the tears rolling down his cheek.

"Michael, I don't want to go."

"You have to Sofia. I need you to leave my house now. Please, just go."

Understanding where he's coming from, or at least I think I do. I walked up to him, turned him towards me. He looked at my stomach then into my eyes. I smiled, a hurt smile, and placed both of his hands on my stomach, then put mines on top of his not losing eye contact., I avert my eyes to his lips then his eyes again. I leaned forward and gave him a peck on the lips. I then moved my hands from his and wrapped them around his neck and kissed him again. He still held onto my stomach, and we both reluctantly broke away for the kiss.

I reluctantly went into the closet and grabbed some clothes. I put them on the bed, and rolled the suitcase out of the closet. I places it on the bed as well. I looked at Michael and he was just staring at me.

I began to fold the clothes and undergarments up and placed them into the suitcase. After putting everything in there that I thought I would need, I zipped it up. I walked to the dresser where Michael was still standing by watching me, and pulled out my jogging outfit.

I removed all of my clothes, leaving me in only underwear. I stood directly in front of Michael and watched him as he watched me dress. "I'm going to miss you a lot Michael." I said as I put on my bra, then the jogging jacket over it. "I'm really sorry. All of this started with just a little kiss. And that's from the first time we've made love." I spoke as I pulled the jogging pants on. "I don't want to go, Michael. But I'll go. I'll remember this day. I'll remember everything we've ever done together. Including making this child." He didn't speak a word he just listened and heard every word that came out of my mouth.

"I still love you, and forever will. Good bye Michael." I grabbed the suitcase and walked towards the door. I stopped once I was about to exit and ran towards him as fast as I could and kissed him. I started to cry because I'm going to miss him. He's always been there for me no matter what.

"I love you so much Michael. I really do." I removed my body from his touch and left the room then house. As I was driving, the disc jockeys spoke

"To all of you people out there. It's a sad day today for some of you. Don't want to make it worst, but I've been requested this song. Here's Michael Jackson 'She's Out Of My Life. It's going to be okay. We know how ya feel. Here it is..Michael Jackson!!"

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Month later. Michael's POV
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"Yes, we are on the plain now...Start where we left off...We have two last shows to do, and then we are going to do our last show in either Hawaii or Japan." I spoke into the airplane phone to Frank DiLeo, my manager. I decided to go back on tour. I mean I should have finished, I only had two more shows. "Frank as soon as we land, we have a show, I cannot go to this meeting. I need you to tell them that I said I will not be going on tour with them. I did Motown 25 like they asked me to and that's all I'm doing. I'm not going on tour with my brothers. Tell Joseph what I said."

"Okay Michael. How's Sofia by the way?" I was not expecting that.

"I wouldn't know Frank. Ask her yourself. You see her often don't you?"

"Well yeah, that's because she's an assistant for Cody, he is my best friends son."

"Okay then. You know how she is. So how is she?"

"She is doing fine I guess. Every time I see her she's always listening to your music. She has this tattoo on her wrist."

"She what!!"

"Yeah, it says: forever yours, always mine, never wanted to say good bye, and she has your logo on it. Like the words surrounds it. It's actually very nice. What does she even mean by that?" I sighed.

"We broke up 'about a month ago."

"Really? Why is that so hard for me to believe that?"

"Because no one would expect it. I love that girl, and the child she's carrying."

"So why did you guys break up."

"She plays with my feelings-- if you don't mind, I don't want to talk about it. We are landing now. Are you at the airport with bill and mike an the others?"

"Yes, we see your plane now. See you in two minutes."

"Alrighty. Bye."

"Bye" he hung up the phone and minutes later we arrived. They rushed me into the car as we drove to the stadium to get ready for our show.

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"Cody, why do we have to go all the way to Asia?" I asked as we were about to land in Asia.

"Because, Frank wants me to take you to this place or whatever."

"Awe okay. Didn't Michael start his Bad tour on September 12, 1987?"

"Yes. And it is now January 25, 1989. Why does it matter?"

"Just asking. Isn't it against the law for a pregnant woman to fly on a plain?"

"Shhh, don't say it out loud. It's okay, they'll just think that your over weight or something." I smacked his arm.

"Ow."

"That's not funny. Buckle you seatbelt. We are landing." I said with an attitude.

Minutes later we landed and got off the plain. Someone carried our suitcases to a hotel and we checked in at the front desk.

"Why are we staying on the very top floor?" I questioned as I heard Cody and the lady at the front desk speak.

"I don't know. Frank made this reservation for us, not me. Oh, and he says you are staying in this room" he handed me a room key card, with a number on it. "And I'm staying on the other side of the hall."

"Why? Cody I'm going to need help. I can't stay by myself."

"Well, it'll be figured out. See yah later." He left and I walked to the elevator and waited for it to arrive.

Once it did, I got in and pressed floor 16. I waited and waited and waited, and it finally landed on my floor. I'm tired as hell and ready to hit the shower and KO for the day.

I am nine months pregnant and I could have this child any minute now. My feet hurt, my back hurts, everything hurts. I need a massage.

I walked into my hotel room and stripped. I didn't care I was tired and felt the need to take a shower. I took a shower, and when I was done I dried my body and lied down. Yes, naked. That has been the only way I could sleep since Michael broke things off with me.

I remember when I got my first tattoo. It was for him. I got his logo. It's on my right wrist and it says forever yours, always mines, never wanted to say goodbye. They surround his logo, and hearts in between them. It's really cute.

I didn't even notice I went to sleep until I heard my room door open then closed. I looked at the clock and it reads 12:46am. Dang, I really was tired. I ignored the door and lied back down.

A minute later the bedroom door opened and a scream entered the room. I scrunched up my face and sat up with the covers tightly melded to my body.

I looked at the doorway and our eyes locked.

"Oh, my what are you doing in my room Sofia?" Michael said as he closed and locked the door. Why does he do that.

"Michael, this is my room. I've been here since 4:15pm today."

"Oh, okay. They must have gave you the wrong key."

"No, Cody said that Frank made us reservations for us to come out here and stay for some show. He said that I was to stay in this hotel room."

"Frank, I knew he was plotting something."

"Yeah, well I'll just go--"

"No no no no no, don't. Stay with me."

I looked at him and he smiled. I just stared at him. I got up, forgetting I was naked and walked to my suitcase. I looked down at my body and quickly covered my body. I started to pick up my suitcase but Michael stopped me.

"You're not suppose to be picking up heavy items." He took it away from me and opened it. He pulled out a pair of my underwear and bra, with my night gown.

"Thanks." he just stared at me. And we locked eyes. I quickly looked away and put on my clothes.

I began to walk to the bed when he grabbed my arm.

"What are you doing?" I asked looking into his chocolate brown almonds shape eyes. Being cast into his spell.

"I'm sorry. I overreacted. Come here."

I told myself that I'd never fall again. I can't fall again. Everything changed as soon as he kissed me.