Chapter 48

Paying no mind, I walk further into the house as Michael continues to beat on the door.

"Who on earth is that? They're gonna bust the door down!" Janet says from the living room.

"It's Michael," I say shortly and indifferently while walking to the room Janet gave me.

"Michael? I knew he would come after you! How romantic," She coos.

I sigh. "I don't want him coming after me," I tell her.

"You and I both know that that's a lie. You love my brother to death."

I don't respond as I go into the room. "He needs to stop banging that darn door! I made it perfectly clear that I do not want to speak to him."

I plop down on the bed and cover my face with both my hands, hanging upside down so that my hair dangles down to the hardwood floor.

Janet comes in and sits next to me. "I think this is really cute."

"Well, I don't!" She ignores my comment, going on.

"Some men won't even come after their woman. They'll just accept the breakup."

"It looks like that's what Michael's doing," I mumble, because the banging has stopped. "He finally got the message."

"Alondra, I love you, but that's still my big brother out there. He's probably distraught without you. And you feel the same way, you're just putting on a show." She states.

I sit up slowly. "He should just move on."

"You don't mean that."

"Of course I don't! But, girl, I've been through more than enough pain to go around. Confusion on top of that won't help."

Janet gives me a hug. "I'll leave you to think." She gets up and closed the door behind her.

Hours pass as I sit there, my hand on my belly.

"My wish for you," I say quietly to my child, "is that you never have to go through this pain. Don't be like Mommy."

I glance over to the bedside alarm clock, and it reads 9:14.

"Well, the smart thing to do would be to go to sleep," I mumble, reminding myself that I have to look for a job tomorrow.

After brushing my teeth and throwing my hair into a careless bun, I lay my head down on the soft pillow.

"Goodnight my child," I sing softly and quietly as I shut my eyes.

Like anyone, it isn't a snap for me to just fall right asleep. I toss and turn, trying to find a comfortable position to have my evening rest.

Something small then hits the window. I sit up stick straight in the bed, wondering what that could be. When no action is made in the next ten seconds, I then lay back down.

Another hit. And another. This time I roll out of bed to investigate it.

I lift the window open and standing there with this head titled back to see me is Michael. I smack my forehead, trying to ignore the little skip my heart makes.

"What are you doing here?" I hiss in an annoyed whisper while another object flies up. A pebble. "And why are you chucking pebbles at the window?"

"I could explain, but I'll just show you." He calls, and then snaps his fingers.

Three men come out into view and start with low hums. Michael clears his throat and starts to sing.

"Dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, be, doobe, dum.

Dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, be, doobe, dum.

Dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, be, doobe, dum.

Wah, wah, wah, wah, ah."

"Dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, be, doobe, dum

Dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, be, doobe, dum.

Dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, be, doobe, dum.

Wah, wah, wah, wah, ah."

"Well, love, love ya darlin', come and go with me.

Come with me, 'way beyond the sea.

I need you, darlin', so come go with me."

"Come, come, come, come, come into my heart.

Tell me, darlin', we will never part.

I need you, darlin', so come go with me."

"Yes, I need you, yes, I really need you.

Please say you'll never leave me.

Well, say, you never, yes, you really never...

You never give me a chance."

"Come, come, come, come, come into my heart.

Tell me, darlin', we will never part.

I need you, darlin', so come go with me."

"Yes, I need you, yes, I really need you.

Please say you'll never leave me.

Well, say, you never, yes, you really never,

You never give me a chance"

"Love, love me darlin', come and go with me

Please don't send me 'way beyond the sea.

I need you, darlin', so come go with me."

"Come on go with me.

Come on go with me.

Come on go with me..."

They start to whistle and continue snapping as the song fades away. And it was beautiful. Very Doo-wop, very '60s. I have never heard such harmonizing. I could tell that Michael was really singing his heart out.

From behind him, he pulls out a rose and holds it out to me.

"Alondra, baby, please. You need to understand that I want and love you. Can I come up there and deliver you this rose?"

My mouth is slightly hanging open at his now better apparent attire. He's clad in a dark blue jacket and and his black pants and loafers. His hair is less curly and more wavy, which I think is absolutely sexy.

I rest my chin on my hands and my elbows on the window sill, just staring. Then another pebble whizzes past my ear.

"I told you to stop throwing those!" I look down at him.

"You haven't answered the question. Can I come up and give this to you?"

I nearly say yes. I look at him with that rose twirling between his long fingers, waiting patiently when really I know that he's dying inside for an answer. But I quickly wake up the guards to my heart.

I sigh slowly. "You can't."

"What?" His features turn downward into a frown.

"You can't come up here. I don't want you to. You shouldn't think that by singing me a song that everything will be good again."

"I was just hoping you would give me another chance because I swear to you, I didn't--"

"I don't want to hear this tonight, Michael," I interject.

"Then when?! Alondra, you just don't understand that I need you in my life. I haven't been myself, the people at Neverland think I need professional help when all I need is you! Pleass just come back to me, let me make things go back to how perfect they were before," He begs.

"Things were never perfect."

"And they never will be. But it was our type of perfect and I need that. Baby, I want you to be in my arms again. I love you sweetheart, to the point where my heart starts to ache and I get physically sick without you with me." Michael continues.

"I just can't handle all of this!"

"All of what?" He asks.

Of course. He doesn't know that I'm carrying his baby.

"Nothing, don't worry about it. Have you taken Tatiana on those Neverlanf rides yet?"

"Alondra!"

"Goodnight Michael, and this time I mean it. Please, don't come back."

"You do not mean that. You know damn well that you want me up there with you."

I decide not to respond.

"Mark my words. I'll get you back, and it'll be sooner than you think.

He then sets the rose on the grass and walks away.

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Chapter 48

Song: Come With Me: The Del-Vikings

Look it up, And imagine Mike singing that to you!

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