"Don't you know!? It's Michael Jackson!!!" the voice of Glenda's son, saying those words, played over and over again in your head as you were lying in your bed under the sheets, thinking....

After her son told you this, you felt an urgent desire to leave that house. They knew. They all knew.. except for you. They've been lying to you. Jack, Michael has been lying to you the whole time and you thought there was something special between the two of you... Your heart was broken. You were crying. But why would they do this to you? Michael was definitely having his fun with you... but what about Glenda? She was your mom's best friend! You trusted Glenda so much and you always felt happy when going to dinner there... you loved the Stein family as if it were your own! The family that you never had! Then why....

As for Michael, it was all clear to you. The rich boy got bored with all his money and decided to do something different like play around with people's feelings. Dress like someone else... But what was he thinking when doing that? How long was he planning on lying!?

It was still very hard for you to believe all this although the truth hit you in the eye... The whole idea of Jack being someone else, lying and deceiving you, was crazy! You were even still considering possibilities that some mistake might have happened and you misunderstood the whole situation.. like your fantasy and imagination are playing tricks on you. But the kids told you, and let's outline it was ACCIDENTLY, that he is Michael Jackson. Kids don't lie! There was only one way to make sure and it was not by asking Glenda... you had to confront him - Jack or Michael, or whoever this person was because, honestly, you didn't know who he was anymore!

It was around 9pm. Jack should call you soon. He always calls during these hours. First you decided you didn't want to talk to him and you were just not gonna pick up. But then thought you deserved to know the truth and you had to stop all those lies... No one deserves to be treated like the way he treated you. And as for Glenda and her husband... you'll deal with them later.

Now you were filled with eagerness! You couldn't wait for his call. There were so many things you wanted to tell him, so many question you wanted to ask him and in the end, you were gonna shoot him off, send him to hell!

RING*RING*

'Finally!' and you quickly picked up.

YN: "Hi." you were sharp.
Michael: "Hey, YN! How is my girl doin'?"
YN: "Oh I'm doin' fine.. just FINE! How are you doing... Jack?" you said his name with an attitude.
Michael: "I'm a little tired.. but I'm fine. You know.. I've been thinking about you the whole day... and I wanna see you again... and-" you cut him off, changing the topic.
YN: "Yeah, really? So how was work today?"
Michael: "It was fine like usual.. but that's not important. I was saying I wanna see you really bad, I've missed you..". 'Is that so Jack or should I say Jackson!' you were thinking and then a thought popped up in your head.
YN: "Well, I wanna see you too. Listen now... how about we meet tomorrow?"
Michael: "Great! How about I take you out to dinner after work?"
YN: "Well... I was thinking something else. How about I come pick you up from your work and then we'll go to dinner. I'll see where you work, what you do... I've always wanted to see how people in the show business work? What you say, hmm?"
Michael: "Well... you see.. I don't think that's possible.."
YN: "Why?"
Michael: "Because... I can't take you there.."
YN: "Why, Jack? You think I'm gonna embarrass you? I'm not beautiful enough to be your girlfriend? I'm too ordinary.. I'm-" he cut you off.
Michael: "NO NO NO! It's not like that at all! You're wonderful and I'm happy you're with me... but we don't usually bring people there, it's only us.... And Michael Jackson doesn't allow us to bring people from outside.." oh so that's how it is... he blamed it on Michael Jackson.. very clever.
YN: "He mustn't know I'm there. I can wait for you in the car!"
Michael: "No. I'll come and pick you up from your place."
YN: "This reminds me... why haven't you ever invited me or talked about your house?" 'cause he lives in Neverland!!!!!
Michael: "Because you never asked and it's nothing special... my house. My home is very ordinary.." from the tone of his voice you could sense his was laying. With every word he said, it became more and more clear to you that this person was Michael Jackson.
YN: "Well now I'm asking. You know what! Why don't we dine at your house tomorrow?"
Michael: "No no, we can't..."
YN: "WHY?" he was getting on your nerves.
Michael: "Why are you asking me so many questions? You make me feel like a criminal, girl!"
YN: "Do you want me to tell you why we can't go to your house?"
Michael: "I don't understand you.."
YN: "Because then I would find out about your lies, Jack... or should I say MIchael.."
Michael: "What?! I don't I-I don't-"
YN: "You don't what? Understand how I've found out the truth, Mr. Michael Jackson?" he froze "You thought your little lie is gonna last forever? well let me tell you something.. the truth always wins. ALWAYS!"
Michael: "YN... I can explain, please if you-"
YN: "Oh, don't worry I know everything you don't need to explain! I'm sure it's not easy to be so rich and famous, I mean you will eventually get bored with it! So you decided to play another game. Find some girl and pretend you're someone else then make her fall in love with you and brake her heart in pieces! Indeed an interesting game... it makes your adrenalin go high, makes you feel great, ha?" he tried to speak but you immediately cut him off "So tell me, did you enjoy the game? Did you enjoy playing with me... with my feelings, with my life?"
Michael: "I've never played with your feelings!! The way I feel about you is real, it's more real than anything else in this world, I swear!!"
YN: "Oh c'mon!! I was just a toy for you all the time and I can't believe I let you convince me that you like me I just... I am so stupid and this is all my fault for trusting you.. and-"
Michael: "You never was a toy to me!! Please hear me out!"
YN: "You know what... I don't even wanna talk to you it's not worth it! I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOU!! I DON'T! AND DON'T YOU EVER CALL ME AGAIN GOODBYE."
Michael: "NO WAIT LISTEN " he started speaking but you hung up and burst out crying.

That's it. It's over. You did the right thing. It wasn't meant to be... you and Jack or Michael. You were so confused. You liked Jack but now that he's someone else.. you mean... you can't even imagine yourself being with Michael Jackson! This was crazy!! And you don't know him but you do now Jack who is actually him AND WHY THE HECK DO YOU KEEP THINKING ABOUT HIM!! JUST ERASE HIS FACE FROM YOUR MIND!! LET IT GO! You were trying to calm down.. After this one.. you needed to be mopped up from the floor. No one has ever hurt you like this..

Author's POV, later the same night

The whole Stein family has already gone to bed. The kids already asleep, Glenda and her husband in their bedroom, relaxing, talking and enjoying one peaceful night. Until, all of a sudden, they heard banging on the door. "What's going on?" "I don't know. Listen take the phone I'll go open the door and if it's a criminal call 911!" her husband said. "Be careful!".

The banging was getting louder "OPEN UP! I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE!"
"Wait! That's Michael's voice!" Glenda recognized his voice "What is he doing here during this time of the night and why is he shouting like this?". "I have no idea, let's go see!". Glenda left the phone since they knew it was Michael there was no need to call the police. They went downstairs and opened the door.
"Michael!!! What's going on? Someone might see you!" he just came in, looking furious and slammed the door behind him.
"Michael, my man, what's going on?"
"What's going on? WHAT'S GOIN ON? I'll TELL YA WHAT!"  he was yelling. "Or maybe I should let Glenda tell you!"
"What do you mean?" Glenda asked absolutely shocked. She had no idea what was going on.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU BETRAYED ME LIKE THIS! I JUST CAN'T.. I TRUSTED YOU! I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS.."
"Michael, what are you talking about?"
"Ohh don't act like you don't know.. why'd do it? WHY?" he yelled.
"Michael, calm the fuck down! Don't shout at my wife like this!"
"I did what, Michael, what? I don't really know what you're talking about!"
"Why did you tell YN who I am? YOU PROMISED YOU'D KEEP THIS A SECRET! I WANTED TO TELL HER MYSELF AND YOU PROMISED ME!"
"I don't really know... I've never told her anything! Does she know your Michael Jackson?"
"YES SHE KNOWS! YOU TOLD HER EVERYTHING!!"
"Michael, I swear I didn't tell her anything about you! I know I promised you not to and I kept my promise... I don't know how she found out but it was NOT from me!"

For a few seconds Michael remained silent until he felt his knees become week to the point where they can't keep him up anymore, so he fell on the floor.

"Michael are you ok???" Glenda asked and she and her husband went to him. He started crying.
"She dumped me..." tears were falling from his eyes.
"Oh Michael... Let's help him up" her and Mr. Stein took him by the hands and helped him up. Then, they brought him in the living room and placed him sit on the sofa.
"She told me she don't care about me..." he was still crying. Glenda took him in her arms to calm him down.
"Michael, I'm so sorry... but how did she find out?"
"I don't know! I don't know.... she won't tell me or listen to me..."
"Ahh" she sighed "I just knew this would happen and I warned you! You shouldn't have lied to her. You should've told her who you are from the beginning!"
"You're not helping me at all, Glenda!" he said through his sobs.
"Alright. Listen, Michael, why don't we all go to bed now and in the morning we'll think about it again, and see what we can do!"
"You'll help me?" he said like a little child.
"Yes I promise I will!"
"Glenda I want her back!! I-I fell in love with her.." she sighed.
"Oh boy.. what am I gonna do with you! Are you sure? 'Cause, Michael, if you're not we better leave things the way they are now?"
"I'm telling you again.. I'm a grown ass man I know what I feel and want! I love her and I want her! Why is this... why is so hard to understand it, Glenda, tell me!?"
"Alright, alright... why don't you relax now and-"
"I CAN'T! I RUINED IT.. IT'S ALL MY FAULT I-I.."
"Michael this is not the time to think who's fault it is.. listen to me just once please.. now it's too late to do whatever, let's wait until tomorrow and we're gonna figure things out! We'll see what we can do but I need to think about it first! What do you say?"
"okay.."

Michael was very upset and sad. After an hour of him crying and cursing his faith and bad luck, Glenda convinced him to go to bed and get some sleep.

The next morning, when they woke up (Michael was the first to get up very early and went straight to Glenda and her man to wake them up) Glenda had a plan. It was very simple - Michael had to talk to YN and explain her everything. He had to make her listen to what he had to say and then if she really had feelings for Michael, she would at least try to understand and think about forgiving him.

"I think this is the best thing to do, Mike! I'm sure she'll understand if you explain her. Now call her and invite her over at my house if you want.."
"I think you should call her... she doesn't wanna talk to me, she's gonna hang up when she hears my voice... I have no chance on the phone. Please Glenda call her and tell her to come here tonight!"
"Alright, alright. Let's call her now!" She took her phone and started dialing. Michael sat down next to Glenda, filled with eagerness and hope...

YN was about to go to college when her phone rung
YN: "Yes Glenda?"
Glenda: "Hi, YN! How are you?"
YN: "Fine." she was sharp.
Glenda: "YN, honey, listen... about Michael.. I know that you know everything.."
YN: "Oh really." you said it with attitude.
Glenda: "And I'm truly sorry that I kept it from you.. and I'm responsible for all that too.."
YN: "Glenda, it doesn't matter anymore.. forget it."
Glenda: "No.. see... I think we should talk about it! Michael really wants to talk to you and explain you everything, he-" YN cut her off.
YN: "There is NOTHING to talk about!"
Glenda: "No, honey, you're wrong! You have to give Michael a chance to tell you the truth-"
YN: "Oh I know how he tells the truth... just like you!"
Glenda: "I know it wasn't fair to hide it from you, and Michael did a big mistake by lying to you... but if you would please let us talk to you... I can explain and he can explain, we'll talk about it and-"
YN: "Glenda..."
Glenda: "Yes YN?"
YN: "This is the last time I tell you... I DON'T WANNA HAVE ANITHYNG TO DO WITH MICHAEL AND I DON'T WANNA TALK! PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE! I WANNA BE ALONE." YN hung up.

Warm tears filled Michael's eyes. He realized there was only one way to get to her and it wasn't through the phone...

After a few days, around 9pm on Friday, Your POV

'It's been 3 days since Glenda called me. Ever since that call I haven't spoken to her and haven't heard from Michael... but I haven't stopped thinking about him. I wonder why. Actually I know why... but don't have the strength to admit it to myself. It will hurt too much if I did... that's why I prefer to leave things the way they are now' you were thinking while looking at the people through out the big window, who looked so small and so concentrated in living their lives... All this seemed aimless to you... life seemed empty just like you felt inside... 

The door bell rung 'Who the fuck is that?' you weren't expecting anyone and honestly, you didn't feel like seeing or talking to people. You decided not to get the door but the person kept on ringing the bell and knocking until they got on your every nerve. You, filled with anger, got up and quickly went to the door. "WHAT?!" you sharply said as you opened it.

OMG! It was Michael Jackson! MICHAEL JACKSON STANDING AT YOUR DOOR! Your jaw dropped and for a second you thought you were gonna faint.

"Hi. May I.. come in?" he asked with his soft voice.
"NO!" you yelled and pushed the door hard to shut it but his foot quickly came in the way, supporting it with his hand, pushed the door back open and came in. He slammed the door shut and next thing you know, he pushed you against the wall.

You were standing with your back against it, trapped between his two hands and legs... your heart was going to explode in your chest... and his body was sooo close, almost touching yours. You could inhale his sweet aroma. You knew this smell - from the time you danced with Jack but now it was different... this wasn't Jack, it was Michael Jackson. He's face was inches away from yours... you couldn't prevent yourself from looking in to his eyes... you felt hypnotized for they were so warm and deep although they looked sad.

You felt your body become hot.

The reason why you couldn't stop thinking about him.. was now clear to you...
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