He didn't call me anymore. A month went by and I hadn't heard from Michael and there was no way I could reach him. Maybe he just had no time, I thought. As often as I could, I watched the Dangerous tour on TV, seeing him perform with so much power and intensity. But after he waved the crowd a last goodbye and disappeared behind the stage, I wondered what was going on in his mind. There was no way I could know.

So I just lived in Neverland without any sign of him for another month. It was hard, really hard. I slept in our huge bed and every morning I woke up and just felt empty. It didn't even feel like Michael existed anymore, there was just this performer on TV that I used to know. Why didn't he call me anymore like he had promised me? Every other day, at least, that's what he had told me. He would call me every other day and now? I hadn't heard from him in eight weeks, the dangerous tour would be over in a month.

That was the only good thing; he would be back soon. I started counting the days.

That evening I was watching TV, waiting for the dangerous tour to come on. It always helped me remember him a bit more, see that smile that I missed so much and the sweet words he spoke to his fans. Every time I heard him say I love you I smiled, missing how he said it to me.

The next song was I just can't stop loving you and his background singer took her place next to him for their duet. I always loved the song, but I easily got jealous because the two had quite an intimate performance for the shows. I knew it was silly for me to get jealous, but after not being able to see him for that long, it didn't help seeing him with another girl. He smiled at her, winked and suddenly, he touched her leg, closing his eyes. The crows roared and then fans went crazy. But it was all part of the show.

Siedah held his arm and stroked along at and Michael furrowed his eyebrows, pretending to enjoy it. It was all show, I thought. Then they let go of each other and Michael was left alone – the into to the next song began. She's out of my life. Michael acted really well, like there really was a girl that was out of his life. He even shed some tears and put him arm in front of his face. I knew what would happen now.

A fan would come up on stage, hug him, and maybe even get to kiss his cheek. But no girl came. Michael stared out into the crowd with just one single spotlight on him.

"I don't know whether to laugh or cry" He whimpered into the microphone. Suddenly Siedah Garrett came back on stage and another spotlight shone on her. The music stopped playing and Siedah took Michael's microphone.

"I don't want you to cry anymore Michael" She said and smiled at him. Michael took her hand and stared into her eyes. Then she went on. "Like the song says, Michael's girl is out of his life." She stopped again and the fans went crazy, they didn't know what was going on. Like me, they didn't know what she was talking about.

"Yes, you heard it right. And I am not talking about Lisa Marie Presley. There was another girl that took advantage of Michael."

The fans started yelling and raging.

"Siedah, I though you were just going to..." Michael said and took the microphone from her, quickly discussing something with her.

"Anyways..." Siedah said as she took the microphone again. "What's really important is, I saved him. I have him back! And this time he is in good hands." She smirked and held Michael's face, kissing him passionately. Michael wrapped his arms around her, holding her back with his hands. My mouth dropped down and I let out a silent. "no!"

The fans screamed like crazy during this endless, passionate kiss. I couldn't believe it. Michael's hands roamed through her curls and as they pulled away he had a wide smile on his face.

"I saved him!" Siedah yelled into the microphone with an ecstatic voice before she went to her spot again to sing with the other background singers. With this, the next song Stop the love you save started playing. I couldn't take it, seeing him this happy. What had happened? Why did she say I had taken advantage of him? And why did he play along?

I slumped down in the couch, too much in shock to be crying. But that changed at night. I pulled the blanket over my head, sobbing for hours. I was helpless.

The next days were terrible. The news were full with articles about Michael and Siedah, they were seen outside in restaurants, holding hands. Photos that were taken through tinted windows of expensive cars showed them kissing. Everywhere you could hear the Breaking News. Michael Jackson had a new girlfriend.