~Michael~

There was a story I heard a long time ago about two precious little girls. They were twins. Of course the parents loved both of them equally, but one of the twins had particular talents that the other could not posess. She knew how to sing, play piano, make friends, and light up the world with her great personality and looks. The other twin however, was opposite. She was clumsy, played the wrong keys, couldnt reach a high note when she sang, and.....had a very nasty attitude. This twin grew envious of her other self, and kept that feeling until she was grown. She followed her perfect sister around, pretending to be the best sister in the world, until one day she finally unleashed her anger and tried to kill her sister, but on that fateful day, things didnt go as she planned.

Here's the rest of that story.

~At the hospital~

Mr.Jackson....your wife suffered a massive bleeding in her brain. The bullet went in deep." the doctor said.

My head sunk and I looked at my wife. She lay there, cold and pale. She saved my life for petesake. "Can I take her home now?"

"Yes sir. If you want we can send her to the mortician, and he can take care of it." he said, laying his hand on my shoulders.

"Thank you Doc." I said as he walked out. I grabbed her hand and kissed it. "Im going to take of our daughter baby. I promise." I said crying for the 1000th time. I got up and went outside. My family left, and Ne Ne was at home with Harry.

I didnt want to tell her that her mother was dead. Her little heart wouldnt be able to take it, but I know for sure that she is going to be asking for her.

I really just wanted my life back. Me making records, Lena being home with Ne Ne.

Lena......

She's.....

~At Home~

I walked in and Harry was sitting on the couch watching tv. "Are you OK Mike?" he asked looking at my tired and sad face.

"I just lost my wife man. I dont feel so hot. And I dont know how to tell Ne Ne." I said tearing up. "Oh man.....you'll find a way to explain it to her. You have a good way of explaining things." he said.

"I guess you're right man. Thanks for watching her."

"No prob man. You're my best bro. Anything for you man." I smiled and gave him a bro shake. "Alright man see you tomorrow." he said walking out the door. "Drive safe man." I called. The door closed and there was a silence.

It was the most irritating silence in the world. By this time Lena and I would be acting like fools, watchin a movie, making love.....anything. I cut the tv off and went upstairs. Ne Ne was in our room asleep on the bed.

I climbed in and she opened her eyes. "Daddy?"

"Hey sweetheart." I said holding her tight. "Where's mommy?" she asked sadly

"Baby.....she uhh..." I said holding back my tears.

She looked into my eyes and came to whisper something in my ears. "Is she dead?" she asked quietly. I cried and nodded. "Im sorry babygirl. I promised her I would take care of you if something should happen."

She sunk into my chest and cried. We just both sat there and mourned. Soon she closed her eyes and started to fall asleep. "Daddy?" she whispered.

"Yeah?"

"Can you sing to me?"

I smiled. "Sure I can. Any requests?"

"'Human Nature." she whispered, yawning so cute. That was a good choice. It was also Lena's favorite song of mine. Ne Ne grabbed Mrs. Ruffles and laid back on my chest. I started to sing.

After singing half way through the song, she was fast asleep. I put the covers over us and kissed her forehead. "Im going to take care of you little bear. Every since the doctors put you in my arms I've been happy. My sweet girl." I said crying.

That night it was hard to find sleep. Even after all I heard about Lena, I still was crazy in love with her. Besides, it was all in the past. She never acted like that towards us. We were happy. Of course we had our ups and downs, but the good times outweighed the bad. I was starting to close my eyes and my phone rang.

I looked at it and it was a private caller. Who could this be?

"Hello?"

"MIchael?" a scared voice said

"Yes. Who is this?"

" (pause). Thank god"

"Excuse me? Who is this?"

"You dont know your own wife's voice when you hear it?"

I slowly got up, not waking Ne Ne. "Alright. I dont have time for games. My wife died just hours ago."

"What? MIchael baby its me! Lena!"

"I dont know who you are ma'am. And if you dont mind, I dont want to play any games here."

"Michael Joseph Jackson, I am Lena Chavez....your wife."

"Alright. If you are my wife, then when is your birthday?"

"August 15."

"Favorite color?"

"Red and pink"

"Our daughters birthday?"

"June 21"

"My favorite food?"

"Mexican food, eggs with hot sauce, and fried chicken."

"Last question.....where is Cateleya's birthmark?"

"Its on the bottom of her tummy next to her navel. Any more questions?"

"HOLY FUCKIN SHIT! LENA IT REALLY IS YOU BABY! I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!"

"How in the world could you think that? I went to go grab some pizza for you and Ne Ne, but I got held up in traffic. What the hell is going on?"

"I dont know....maybe you care to explain."

"Michael....you said that I was dead right?"

"Yeah. You died hours ago."

"Oh no..." she said cracking up.

"What....what?"

"That wasnt me.....that.....that was my sister.

~TO BE CONTINUED~