Here's part 2 :)))

"You gotta be kidding me!" was all you managed to say. Michael rolled his eyes at you and insisted to help you
"C'mon, baby, take my hand!" showing his white pearls.

You got angry. How could he do this to you?! First of all, he starts an affair with you, says he loves you, promises to break up with Lisa and be only with you but doesn't do it! Secondly, sends his bodyguards to drag you in a car, scare you to death, you thought you were gonna die, then have you sedated and bring you to Mexico?!

You fussed, got up on your own and pushed his hand away really sharply.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you pushing me like this?!" he asked, looking all innocent like he had done nothing wrong and therefore, did not deserved to be treated like this. This made you even angrier.
"WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!!!! YOU DARE ASK ME THAT?"
"Yes I do!" he was getting on your nerves. You shook your head and said
"The question is what is fucking wrong WITH YOU!? Do you even realize what you've done?"
"Yeah I-"
"YOU KIDNAPPED ME!"
"Nooo, I just took you on a surprise vacation!" he playfully winked at you. You let out a sigh.
"Oh is that how it's called? Well, let me see... I was walking down the street when 4 men forcefully dragged me into a car, then sedated me and transfered my helpless body, God knows how, to another Country! Now, how do you call that? I call it KIDNAPPIN'!!"
"Well... I didn't want it to be that way but tell me something... if I had called you and asked you to come with me to Mexico, were you gonna say 'yes'?"
"I wasn't gonna pick up the phone." you sharply answered.
"You see! See what I'm talking about! You weren't even gonna pick up and let's not even mention giving me an answer! That's why I decided to take things in my hands and..... surprise you!"
"ARE YOU DAMN CRAZY! This is NO SURPRISE! This is a NIGHTMARE!"
"So what you're saying is that... to you, being here with me is a nightmare?"
"Yes, that's what I'm saying!" he gave you a disappointed look.
"Well you better get used to it 'cause you won't be waking up soon, Miss."
"Oh no, no! You can't keep me here against my will!"
"You know what.." he came closer to you "I don't think it's agains your will..." and said while placing his hand on your cheek but you immediately jurked it away.
"Stop it! I wanna go home and I want it now!" you insisted.
"Good. Let me just get the car and I'll drive you home in to time!" he said sarcastically.
"Very funny Michael..."
"What do you think this is Los Angeles? We're in Mexico, forgot? I can't just take you home..."
"You better stop giving me this crap! You're gonna take me back the way you brought me here in the first place!"
"I didn't bring you here, me people did.." he said looking all innocent while putting his hands behind his back like a kid. You sighed and said to yourself
"This man drives me crazy..." he giggled at your words but this wasn't funny at all to you.
"And that's why you love him..." he said in his seductive voice.
"Michael can you please for once be serious... I have work and things to do back home so... PLEASE I wanna go back!"
"I thought I already told you I-" you cut him off.
"DAMN YOU MICHAEL! Don't pretend to be an idiot! I know very well you're Michael Jackson and you have let me think ahhhh... PRIVATE JETS! And that's how I was brought here, on YOUR PRIVATE PLANE! Now I want you to call the pilot and tell your bodyguards to take me home!"
"YN, you gotta calm down baby!"
"I'm not your baby we broke up remember?" he walked over to the bar and got a bottle of Jack and a glass.
"I never broke up with you!" he said while pouring some into his glass.
"It doesn't matter! You know what, I don't even wanna argue with you.. Now, are you calling the pilot?" he walked over to you, holding the glass in his hand.
"No, I'm not. Listen, why don't you have a drink to relax a little" he reached his hand out for you to take the glass "then we can sit down and talk like grown ups." you pushed his hand so that the glass fell on the floor, broke into many pieces, causing the whiskey to spill all over the floor.
"Talk about what, your little wifey-to-be Lisa or about your side bitch? Oh wait that would be me!" you pointed your finger at you.
"Baby, it's not like that at all, if you would listen to me I-"
"You what? Make promises you're not gonna keep again? No, thank you. I've had enough of your promises!"
"Why do you have to be so stubborn?!"
"Why won't you take me home?"
"Because I don't want to..."
"And I don't wanna be here with you, I don't even wanna breath the same air as you! Your presence is making me sick!!" he stayed there for a minute, without saying a word. His eyes became wet. You might have talked a little too much this time... you hurt him and didn't mean what you said but it just slipped from your mouth... You weren't thinking when you said it, it wasn't you talking but anger.

"Is that how you really feel?" he was looking straight into your eyes.
"M-Michael I-" he cut you off.
"Let me ask you this... did you really love me or was it all pretend?" your jaw dropped. He doubted your love.
"What! How could .. how could you say it!"
"Was it because of the money I gave you? Is that why you were with me?" you shook your head, your tongue paralyzed. This time you were hurt. "You used me and made me believe you loved me... was it all a lie??" he wasn't even yelling at you. His voice was weak and his throat sore.
"NOOO NOOO NOO I've never lied to you! My feelings were real and you know very good I never wanted money or anything else from you! You gave it to me!" and it was true. He would give you money and you won't take it because you felt bad about it. But then, he would argue that you didn't love him enough and you don't trust him and you won't let him take care of you... so you had no choice but to take the money.

There was only silence between you for a while, then Michael quietly said

"I'm going to my room. Goodnight." he turned around without looking at you and made his way to the long corridor. You really hurt him and tried to apologize
"Michael wait I-" but just as you said this, the door of his room slammed shut and you heard it being locked. He locked himself there. You sat on the sofa.

'Great... I can't believe I said this but he got me so angry! What am I supposed to do now?' you were thinking while biting your nails. You decided to talk to him so you made your way to his room and knocked.

"Michael?" you knocked again "Can we please talk... like grown ups? Michael!?" no answer. You tried knocking again and this time it worked.
"NO!" you heard him yell from behind the door.
"Michael, please I didn't wann-"
"LEAVE ME ALONE!"
"FINE! YOU EVEN MORE STUBBORN THEN ME!" then you stuck your tongue at him "MHHH!", turned around and sat back on the sofa. Little childish from you but you couldn't help it. After all, you were the same as Michael and had a strong child side too.

"Phuuuuu his stubborn ass!" you crossed your arms and leaned back, making yourself comfortable. All of a sudden, a thought occurred to you. Now, let's do a little math...

1. Michael locked himself up in the room.
2. No bodyguards around, meaning you were all alone.
= YOU ESCAPE!

"YES! Great idea!" you stood up as you exclaimed with your hand up. 'I tricked him! Hihihi! You shouldn't have locked up your ass in there Mikey!' you thought to yourself and then quietly sneaked out of the apartment. You opened the door, went out and gently closed it behind you. "Victory!" you whispered to yourself. Now you were completely free. You saw the elevator and got in. You made it! The exit was right in front of you. In a minute you were out of the hotel and if there weren't people around, you were gonna dance out of happiness or rather out of the fact that you had just outsmarted Michael. But little did you know about outsmarting the King of Pop...

'Now, let's go home!'. You looked around and suddenly realized you didn't know in which direction to go. You didn't even know what city you were in! You tried asking the people on the street but to your bad luck they didn't speak English and ignored you. Damn, you should've paid more attention in Spanish class!

You didn't know where you were, didn't speak Spanish, didn't have a phone or any money. You sat down on the pavement and sighed. What were you gonna do now? How were you gonna get back home when you didn't have any money?!

You remained there on the pavement thinking. It was warmed up from the sun all day. It felt pleasant. You were thinking and thinking and thinking... maybe for about an hour or two, you lost track of time. Unfortunately, the only thing you could think of right now was get back in the apartment. There was no other option. You could have at least bought yourself some ticket if you had money but then if the flight wasn't the same day, what were you gonna do? Sleep where? Anyway, it was pointless to make your already tired brain work for this 'cause you had no green, not even a wallet! You sighed and got up. Standing in front of the entrance door of the hotel, you sighed again and walked in.

Seemed like Michael outsmarted you... Damn this man was sleek!

Got to elevator, pushed the button to the last floor and silently walked back into the apartment. It was dark and silent, just the way you left it. Good. Michael was still in his room, probably asleep by now, so he hasn't even noticed you left. Perfect! It was gonna be so embarrassing if he did.

However, you tip toed to your room and went to bed. You were gonna try and talk to him in the morning although... you had to confess that being here with Michael all alone in this luxurious apartment wasn't bad at all. Actually, it kind of turned you on BUT no way you were gonna give in to him! No matter how much he seduced you, no matter how he touched you! Next thing you notice, you were wet. Damn, even the thought about him made you feel this way... and to add up, you haven't had a man ever since you broke up with him. Falling asleep after thinking about him was hard but you did your best.

You woke up to the sounds of something strange. You sharpened you ears. It sounded like frying pans and glass, like someone was cooking in the kitchen. That was probably Michael. You looked at the clock - 7am. What the heck was he doing so early! You decided to go check. But before doing so, went to the bathroom to brush your teeth and wash your face. You didn't wanna look bad in front of him so you combed your hair through too.

"What's going on?" you asked him as you walked in the kitchen.
"Good morning to you too!"
"Morning..."
"And I'm making you breakfast." he smiled. Maybe he wasn't angry anymore!
"Making me... but I was asleep how did you know when I was gonna get up?!"
"I didn't, that's why I was gonna come wake you up!"
"Can't you at least let your prisoner sleep for as long as she likes?" he giggled.
"Noo.. 'cause I'm taking my prisoner out!"
"Wait a minute! I wanna go home, forgot?!"
"Then why did you return last night?" Oh-oh could it be that he noticed?
"What!" you looked away pretending you didn't know what he was talking about.
"You left and then returned so I assumed you've decided to stay here." 
"There's nothing I can get past you, is there..."
"Nope." damn, this man knows everything, he reads you like an open book.
"Michael, please let's talk.."
"We will but at the beach. Now eat your breakfast and I'm gonna get ready." he winked at you and left.
"But-"
"I'll be ready right away!" and got in his room. 

There was nothing left to do but play his game. You ate everything that Michael made for you, got ready and both of you were on your way to the beach.

When you reached your destination, there was a big umbrella with chairs under it, waiting for you and of course, there were no visitors around at the beach. Michael had prepared everything for this "vacation". You sat down.

"Are you angry because of what I said last night? I'm really sorry you know... I didn't mean it" you asked him.
"I was but not anymore because I know how much you love me..." he looked at you, leaving you speechless.
"Michael, when are you gonna return me home?"
"In two weeks."
"WHAT! You can't be serious!"
"I am."
"I'm gonna lose my job!"
"So what! I told you I'm gonna always take care of you. And I don't like you working at all, you have less time for me baby." you rolled your eyes.
"What about your beloved Lisa?"
"Ohh, don't start this please..."
"No you started it and-" you stopped speaking when you saw Michael's cell phone sticking out of his pocket. You had an idea! (hopefully it was better then the last one...)
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