After Michael and I went swimming and then went inside and I gave him my "payment" that I owed and we each took a shower, I officially got dressed and remembered that today was my sister, Alleana's birthday. She has been waiting for this dag forever because she is finally 21. I don't really like that her reason she has been waiting for this dag is because she can now officially drink. While Michael was downstairs, I grabbed my cell phone and called Alleana so she wouldn't think I forgot. As I was waiting for Alleana to answer, Michael picked up the house phone and was talking with one of his brother. After a few of him being on the phone, he started to get frustrated. That's Jermaine on the other end. What were they talking about. I don't know. After I dialed Alleana's number, I heard it ring twice and then her answer the phone.
"Hello?" Alleana said. "Happy Birthday, baby sis!" "Awwww. Thank you, Taylor. I haven't gotten a single birthday call today. I'm glad u remembered." I felt bad that it was 4:30 in the afternoon and I was Alleana's first birthday call. "Of course I remembered your birthday. I have something for you. When do u think u can come over?" "Uh. . . .I can come over around 7:00. Is that okay with u and Michael?" "Perfect. MJ can't wait to see you." "MJ? Since when do we give our boy toy a nickname?" We both laughed and I walked over to Michael and radomly poked his back. "I just thought I should give him a nickname. That's all. So I'll see u in a bit?" "Yep. Talk to u later, Taylor." "Bye, Alleana."
When I closed my cell phone, I noticed Michael was even meer frustrated. What did his brother say to him? What were they arguing about? "Jermaine, u didn't say anything yesterday when we were leaving!. . . . Well how is it our fault that u didn't open your mouth?. . . . That's not true!. . . . Don't call her that!. . . . . Just because we weren't there for one day, that doesn't mean u have to hold a grudge and call us rude names!" I stood behind Michael and put my hand on his shoulder. "Fine, we'll be there tomorrow!. . . . . I zei fine!" Michael slammed the home pagina phone against the keuken-, keuken counter. "Baby, what's the matter?" He wouldn't look at me. "We weren't supposed to be here today. We were supposed to be with my brothers. There was rehearsal today and they canceled because of us."
"What was he saying that made u say 'That's not true' and 'Don't call her that'?" I wanted to know what was making my love so upset. He turned around to finally look at me. "He was saying that the reason why we didn't come is because u were convincing me to stay home pagina so u could seduce me because u don't love me. u just want me for my money and my weakness is being intimate with you. He was calling u a slut that is damaging the family and you're damaging me. I didn't want u to know." I was appauled door what Michael was telling me. I believed him because that is something Jermaine was say if something didn't go his way. "Well, I don't care what he thinks of me. He's just jealous of us. He's jealous that I'm with u instead of him. All I care about is what u think of me." I gave Michael a loving hug and kissed the side of his cheek.
After I told him about my sister, I wanted to cheer him up from earlier. "Hey, I have an idea." "What?" "Well this is an enormous home pagina and we like to act like kids. Why don't we play a good game of 'hide-n-seek' and 'chase'? Remember when we would combine those?" Michael had that smile that made everything better on his face. "I remember that game! Yeah! Let's play!" "I hide first." "Okay. To 20?" I nodded and started my way. "1. . .2 . . .3 . . .4. . ."
As I heard Michael's voice fade away, I went to our room and slid under our bed. I heard Michael come into the room and listened to him while trying to not make a sound. "Taylor. Where are you, baby? I'm going to find you!" I tried so hard not to giggle. I could hear Michael's innocence in his voice. It made me just want to poke my head out and say,"Here I am!" but that would have meant he had to chase me and I don't want him to collide into me like this morning. "Ooooh Taaaaaaylooooor! Where arrrrrrre yooooooouuuuuuu?" I saw his feet spinning in slow circles as if he was trying to think of where I could be if I am in this room.
As I was watching his black penny loafers walk across the floor of our room slowly, I started to scoot my body closer to the uithangbord and deeper into the darkness under our bed. When I was scootching my body ever so silently, I felt a small item door my hand. I stopped to look at what touched me then back at Michael's feet. When I saw he left the room, I looked at the box then grabbed it. It looked like a little black velvet box, like something u would hold a halsketting, ketting of a ring in. After I took one meer look towards the door, I saw Michael come back in for some reason. "Okay, u have to be in here. Where are you, baby?" This time I held my breath. I wanted to make this real hard for Michael.
I brought my eyes back to the box and opened it. From shock, I broke the silence with a quiet gasp. Michael must have heard me. I saw his feet look straight in my direction. He started walking towards the bed. As I saw his knees touch the floor, I closed my eyes and put my head in between my knees as if I was praying that the man holding me hostage didn't find me. I was waiting to hear his childish voice say,"Gotcha!" but all I heard was,"She's not here." and Michael isn't a very good lyer around me so he truly didn't see me. I started to breath again and watched his feet as he started to head for the bedroom door. After Michael had left the room a seconde time, I brought my eyes back to this little item that made my hart-, hart skip a beat and all I could do was stare at the. . . . . .
To be continued
"Hello?" Alleana said. "Happy Birthday, baby sis!" "Awwww. Thank you, Taylor. I haven't gotten a single birthday call today. I'm glad u remembered." I felt bad that it was 4:30 in the afternoon and I was Alleana's first birthday call. "Of course I remembered your birthday. I have something for you. When do u think u can come over?" "Uh. . . .I can come over around 7:00. Is that okay with u and Michael?" "Perfect. MJ can't wait to see you." "MJ? Since when do we give our boy toy a nickname?" We both laughed and I walked over to Michael and radomly poked his back. "I just thought I should give him a nickname. That's all. So I'll see u in a bit?" "Yep. Talk to u later, Taylor." "Bye, Alleana."
When I closed my cell phone, I noticed Michael was even meer frustrated. What did his brother say to him? What were they arguing about? "Jermaine, u didn't say anything yesterday when we were leaving!. . . . Well how is it our fault that u didn't open your mouth?. . . . That's not true!. . . . Don't call her that!. . . . . Just because we weren't there for one day, that doesn't mean u have to hold a grudge and call us rude names!" I stood behind Michael and put my hand on his shoulder. "Fine, we'll be there tomorrow!. . . . . I zei fine!" Michael slammed the home pagina phone against the keuken-, keuken counter. "Baby, what's the matter?" He wouldn't look at me. "We weren't supposed to be here today. We were supposed to be with my brothers. There was rehearsal today and they canceled because of us."
"What was he saying that made u say 'That's not true' and 'Don't call her that'?" I wanted to know what was making my love so upset. He turned around to finally look at me. "He was saying that the reason why we didn't come is because u were convincing me to stay home pagina so u could seduce me because u don't love me. u just want me for my money and my weakness is being intimate with you. He was calling u a slut that is damaging the family and you're damaging me. I didn't want u to know." I was appauled door what Michael was telling me. I believed him because that is something Jermaine was say if something didn't go his way. "Well, I don't care what he thinks of me. He's just jealous of us. He's jealous that I'm with u instead of him. All I care about is what u think of me." I gave Michael a loving hug and kissed the side of his cheek.
After I told him about my sister, I wanted to cheer him up from earlier. "Hey, I have an idea." "What?" "Well this is an enormous home pagina and we like to act like kids. Why don't we play a good game of 'hide-n-seek' and 'chase'? Remember when we would combine those?" Michael had that smile that made everything better on his face. "I remember that game! Yeah! Let's play!" "I hide first." "Okay. To 20?" I nodded and started my way. "1. . .2 . . .3 . . .4. . ."
As I heard Michael's voice fade away, I went to our room and slid under our bed. I heard Michael come into the room and listened to him while trying to not make a sound. "Taylor. Where are you, baby? I'm going to find you!" I tried so hard not to giggle. I could hear Michael's innocence in his voice. It made me just want to poke my head out and say,"Here I am!" but that would have meant he had to chase me and I don't want him to collide into me like this morning. "Ooooh Taaaaaaylooooor! Where arrrrrrre yooooooouuuuuuu?" I saw his feet spinning in slow circles as if he was trying to think of where I could be if I am in this room.
As I was watching his black penny loafers walk across the floor of our room slowly, I started to scoot my body closer to the uithangbord and deeper into the darkness under our bed. When I was scootching my body ever so silently, I felt a small item door my hand. I stopped to look at what touched me then back at Michael's feet. When I saw he left the room, I looked at the box then grabbed it. It looked like a little black velvet box, like something u would hold a halsketting, ketting of a ring in. After I took one meer look towards the door, I saw Michael come back in for some reason. "Okay, u have to be in here. Where are you, baby?" This time I held my breath. I wanted to make this real hard for Michael.
I brought my eyes back to the box and opened it. From shock, I broke the silence with a quiet gasp. Michael must have heard me. I saw his feet look straight in my direction. He started walking towards the bed. As I saw his knees touch the floor, I closed my eyes and put my head in between my knees as if I was praying that the man holding me hostage didn't find me. I was waiting to hear his childish voice say,"Gotcha!" but all I heard was,"She's not here." and Michael isn't a very good lyer around me so he truly didn't see me. I started to breath again and watched his feet as he started to head for the bedroom door. After Michael had left the room a seconde time, I brought my eyes back to this little item that made my hart-, hart skip a beat and all I could do was stare at the. . . . . .
To be continued
