"N...Nicole" Nicole studdered. "Thats a nice name."Michael smiled. "Thanks." Nicole replied as she pulled the blanket tight around her body. "Hey are you hungry?" Michael asked. "I..I guess i could use a little snack or two." Nicole replied. "Well, ok.....I'll be right back." Michael got up and quickly made he way back upstairs. "Who is this man?" Nicole thought. "What happened to the man that raped her? Is he gone? Did this nice man tie him up or kill him?" So many questions ran through Nicole's head. Soon Michael began to make his way back into the basement, as he made he way downstairs Nicole could see he was carrying a small tray of food. "It's not much..but it should tie you over for a little while." Michael replied as he knelt down and handed Nicole a small tray of crackers and swiss cheese. Nicole began to eat, taking small and slow bites because she didnt know when she was going to be able to eat again. Michael then began to make his way upsatirs. "Thank you...michael." Nicole said. "No problem" Michael smiled.
Michael headed back upstairs just as he heard his older brother pull in the driveway. Michael then quickly walked over to the couch and turned on the T.V and acted if he was watching T.V. His older brother never liked people messing with his "Catch". He brother soon walked in the door. Michael just kept his eyes on the T.V. His brother walked in the house and just stared Michael down. Michael could feel his brother's gaze without even looking at him. "Did you go into the basement?" his brother Mitch asked coldly. "Only to give her a blanket and some food." Michael replied keeping his eyes on the T.V. "Well she should be ready for me then." Mitch said with an evil grin. Mitch then opened the basement door. "Dont wait up." Mitch said as he undid his belt and made his way downstairs to the basement. Soon after Nicole's screams began to feel the house. Her screams made michael flinch, michael made his way to the basement door and stood there. He could tell Mitch was slapping her and hitting her really hard. Michael began to feel tears falling down his cheecks. "Why must he do this? I mean i know Mitch is sick....but i never knew it would be this bad." Michael said to himself. Michael walked away, he just couldnt take it. Michael made his way back over to the couch and buried his face in his hands and he began to cry. Just then Mitch came back up from the basement, shirt half open and pants undone. "Looks like is got myself a fiesty one." Mitch said evily as he walked into the kitchen and popped the top off a bottle of malt liqour. "Whats wrong with you?" Mitch asked michael. "Nothing....i just..just have a really bad headache." Michael said rubbing his head, hoping it would hide his tears. "Drink this." Mitch said offering Michael the bottle of malt liqour he had in his hand. "No thanks Mitch...liqour is nasty to me." Michael replied. Mitch walked over and knelt down beside him. "Dude are you fucking crying?" Mitch asked. "No" Michael lied. "Then why in the hell are your eyes all red and watery?" , "Because my head hurts really bad." Michael answered. Mitch stood up. "You know your a fucking pussy, always crying over the stupdiest things." Mitch said taking a big gulp of malt liquor. "Shut up and leave me alone Mitch." Michael said as he strected out on the couch. "Well at least your not crying over the so called pain my "Catch" goes through." Mitch said as he began to make his way back to his room. Once Michael knew he was asleep, michael put a pillow over his face and cried.
After about an hour, Michael had heard no sound coming from the basement. Michael really wanted to go down there and check on her but he was afraid of Mitch. "Please tell me he didnt kill her." Michael thoight to himself as he paced slowly back and forth. Finally Michael go the courage to walk into the basement. Michael slowly opened the basement door and crept his way in. He then quietly made his way downstairs. Michael could see Nicole in the far corner with the blanket over her. "Oh my god...please say she's not dead." Michael said to himself as he slowly made his way towards her. "Nicole...it's me Michael." Michael whispered as he knelt down beside her. The blankelt began to move,Michael reached over a slowly pulled it off of her face. Nicole's face was badly brusied and she was crying. "What has he done to you?" Michael slowly rubbed her face. Nicole contiued to cry. Michael picked her up and held her close to him. "He's not going to do this anymore...scared or not..im getting you out of here." Michael said
Michael headed back upstairs just as he heard his older brother pull in the driveway. Michael then quickly walked over to the couch and turned on the T.V and acted if he was watching T.V. His older brother never liked people messing with his "Catch". He brother soon walked in the door. Michael just kept his eyes on the T.V. His brother walked in the house and just stared Michael down. Michael could feel his brother's gaze without even looking at him. "Did you go into the basement?" his brother Mitch asked coldly. "Only to give her a blanket and some food." Michael replied keeping his eyes on the T.V. "Well she should be ready for me then." Mitch said with an evil grin. Mitch then opened the basement door. "Dont wait up." Mitch said as he undid his belt and made his way downstairs to the basement. Soon after Nicole's screams began to feel the house. Her screams made michael flinch, michael made his way to the basement door and stood there. He could tell Mitch was slapping her and hitting her really hard. Michael began to feel tears falling down his cheecks. "Why must he do this? I mean i know Mitch is sick....but i never knew it would be this bad." Michael said to himself. Michael walked away, he just couldnt take it. Michael made his way back over to the couch and buried his face in his hands and he began to cry. Just then Mitch came back up from the basement, shirt half open and pants undone. "Looks like is got myself a fiesty one." Mitch said evily as he walked into the kitchen and popped the top off a bottle of malt liqour. "Whats wrong with you?" Mitch asked michael. "Nothing....i just..just have a really bad headache." Michael said rubbing his head, hoping it would hide his tears. "Drink this." Mitch said offering Michael the bottle of malt liqour he had in his hand. "No thanks Mitch...liqour is nasty to me." Michael replied. Mitch walked over and knelt down beside him. "Dude are you fucking crying?" Mitch asked. "No" Michael lied. "Then why in the hell are your eyes all red and watery?" , "Because my head hurts really bad." Michael answered. Mitch stood up. "You know your a fucking pussy, always crying over the stupdiest things." Mitch said taking a big gulp of malt liquor. "Shut up and leave me alone Mitch." Michael said as he strected out on the couch. "Well at least your not crying over the so called pain my "Catch" goes through." Mitch said as he began to make his way back to his room. Once Michael knew he was asleep, michael put a pillow over his face and cried.
After about an hour, Michael had heard no sound coming from the basement. Michael really wanted to go down there and check on her but he was afraid of Mitch. "Please tell me he didnt kill her." Michael thoight to himself as he paced slowly back and forth. Finally Michael go the courage to walk into the basement. Michael slowly opened the basement door and crept his way in. He then quietly made his way downstairs. Michael could see Nicole in the far corner with the blanket over her. "Oh my god...please say she's not dead." Michael said to himself as he slowly made his way towards her. "Nicole...it's me Michael." Michael whispered as he knelt down beside her. The blankelt began to move,Michael reached over a slowly pulled it off of her face. Nicole's face was badly brusied and she was crying. "What has he done to you?" Michael slowly rubbed her face. Nicole contiued to cry. Michael picked her up and held her close to him. "He's not going to do this anymore...scared or not..im getting you out of here." Michael said
It's your birthday
I want to give you all my love
I hope you feel it up above
I wish I could have a hold you tight dance
With you singing One More Chance
I wish we could kiss in your Wishing Tree
A kiss for every year 53
I wish we could go to Neverland
Walk around with me holding your hand
I wish you were here for your birthday
Theres so much I want to say
Happy Birthday my beautiful king
I wish just one more time I could hear you sing
You are my angel You are my forever
Happy Birthday Michael my heart leaves you NEVER!!!!
LMP just posted a message on her MySpace page describing her recent visit to Michael's grave site at Forest Lawn. Presley -- who was married to MJ back in the '90s -- says she believes Michael "deserves more" than the "few bouquets, candles and gifts" that currently surround Michael's grave.
Presley -- who notes Michael's infatuation with sunflowers -- is calling for fans to send a "Sun Shower" to the tomb because, "I know how much he loved and appreciated being showered with Gifts and flowers by his fans."
Presley suggests that if every fan sends "one silk sunflower" to the site, "the whole area around him and in front of him ... could be filled up in no time."