"Mom, can't we stay longer or something?" I whined one more time. "Michael would let us stay here, he said it himself" But I already knew the answer. No, we couldn't My mother had to continue her job, just like myself. I worked as a journalist for the magazine Stars! I actually loved my job, it was interesting to keep up with the life of celebrities and events. Through my job I had discovered the competition that finally enabled us to live with Michael for some time. I had written a couple of articles about Michael since I had gotten the job and I was always careful to only write facts and not make up stories.

"Susan, I told you. We can't stay here, I would do it in a heartbeat, but we have to live out life" my mom brought her bag to the car and closed the door. "You can go and say goodbye now, we'll be leaving in 30 minutes. I'll go look for Tay. And Susan, don't be upset, you can visit him when you're on vacation in 2 months" She rubbed my back. I sighted deeply.

Saying goodbye. How easy my mom made it sound. I slowly walked over to the house and then suddenly started to run. I only had half an hour left! I had to enjoy these last minutes with Michael.

When I stood in front of Michael's room and opened the door I saw him laying on his stomach, his faced pressed into a pillow. I sat down next to him and stroked his back with one hand, with the other I wiped away my own tears. Michael sat up and pulled me in his arms.

"Susan, you're such a wonderful person. You mean so much to me....you changed my life in such a short period of time" He kissed my hair and stroked my head slowly. " You're my girl" He whispered and held my face in his hands, kissing me gently. I could feel his wet cheeks on mine.

I took Michaels big hand and held it firmly. This was the hand that composed so many beautiful songs, then hand that wore the famous glove, held the microphone on stage, wrote autographs... A smile spread across my face. It was the hand with which he grabbed his crotch, the hand that stroked my cheeks when I was sat. Then a bad feeling overcame me. It was the hand that Lisa had tied, so Michael wouldn't get his way, the hand that she had pushed away when he wanted her to stop.

Fear came over me, what would Michael do without me? What if Lisa showed up and everything would just go on as it had before I was there? I knew Lisa had a strong will and her demeanor had power over Michael. We weren't together for that long and I didn't know how strong our bond was and if it could withstand Lisa. Michael wasn't the one who could stop her, she would never listen to him, just like she didn't listen to him before I was there. And then the blackmailing that she was doing... how far would she take that?

"Michael...I have to..."I sobbed and tears run down my cheeks. I wrapped my arms around his neck "I will be back in 2 months ok? I have vacation for 2 weeks. Will you be here?"

Michael nodded and pressed his lips together to keep them from trembling. He pulled me on his lap and I laid my head on his shoulder. "I will miss this so much" Michael whispered and laid down, holding me close to him. I snuggled into his chest, feeling his warmth and hearing his heartbeat. This was the most comfortable place on earth.

"I'll call you every day, alright?" I asked. "I need to know how you're doing"

"Yes, and I need to hear your voice. " Michael kissed the back of my hand. I sat up and bend over him, staring into his dark eyes. I learn my head down and my lips touched his. A tear rolled down Michael's cheek, but I just continued kissing him and closed my eyes.

BEEP-BEEP

Oh no! The car honked.... I had to leave. I pressed my body closer to Michael, wrapping my arms around his chest. "I don't want to leave, I don't! " I cried. "I can't leave you here all by yourself" I added in a whisper.

"I'll be fine Susan, I won't let this happen again, next time you're hear, I'll make sure you won't have to leave again baby" He sat up and stroked my messy hair out of my face. Then we walked to the car, holding hands.

As we stood there in front of the car, I wrapped my arms around Michael and he held me tightly.

"I have to let you go now Susan, but I promise you're always right here" he pointed to his heart, which made me sob even more.

"You're amazing Michael, I hope you know that" I stroked his back, wanting to stop time so I could be in his arms forever. How much I would miss this feeling! Then I pulled back, but Michael held my arms. I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him one last time, before we really let go of each other. "I love you" I whispered and Michael tried to smile. "I love you more"

I shook my head. "You really couldn't" I held his hand, giving him a squeeze and then sat in the car and Michael closed the door. I rolled the window down and we held hands until the car drove away, away from Michael.

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It was about a week after I had left Neverland and I was working on my computer. I had to write a couple of articles on the newest information that had just come in in the morning. I flipped through the notes that my colleague had written me. Prince – potential new girlfriend. Noami Campbell – hit a paparazzo. Michael Jackson – accusations of child molestation . I rolled my eyes. This was insane and definitely not true. Who would accuse Michael of such a thing?!

I wrote the other articles and then went to my boss. "The one about Michael Jackson, I think I'm not going to write that one. I'm sure it's all a big hoax"

"Susan, please hurry, we could be one of the first magazines to print about this, it will do amazing" My boss said, slightly irritated. "It will sell amazingly. There will be more information and detail out soon, but just write around the subject until we obtain more knowledge ok? You know how to blow it up, come on"

I grew angry. I couldn't write this about Michael. I wanted to talk to him and see what it was all about.

"So are you going to do you job or not Susan?" my job said.

"I can't, this isn't right" I said slowly.

"Then you're out. I'm sorry but we need competent workers here. Fast, good work. You're fired, I don't have time for personal issues in this job"

My mouth dropped open, but I quickly regained confidence. "You know what, fine! This is a horrible business you're doing anyways!" I said firmly and stomped out of the room. I felt the building and drove home. As usual, I called Michael straight after I entered my house.

"Susan?" Michael asked and right then I knew. It was bad.

"Baby, is it true?" I covered my mouth with my hand and fell back on my couch.

"Did you hear it?" Michael was sobbing on the other line.

"Yes Michael, I was supposed to write an article about it but I couldn't believe it. My boss fired me because I didn't want to do this. We don't have any information yet I... I didn't think it was true"

"You lost your job! Gosh Susan..."He took a deep breath and his voice shook. "Because of me"

"No, hey, Michael, not because of you. I'm your girl and I don't want to backstab you. I want to be there for you now if you need me"

"You want to come?" Michael said and I could tell it lifted his spirit at least a little.

"If you want me to" I chuckled.

"Please" Michael whispered and I could tell there was a smile on his lips when he said it.

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