♥Always In My Heart, Part 1♥
by Lonnie
January 30, 1989
16th Annual American Music Awards
Chapter 1
The screams from behind the curtain were deafening. Kay could not believe she was about to head out on that stage; maybe it was all a dream. For the last two years she had been practicing so hard for this day. Her stomach felt queasy. “Oh my god what if I get out there and throw up?” she asked herself. The music began to play, it was time.
“Let’s do it baby girl.” Tito said to her.
“Keep your head down. No one can know who you are till the end.” Jermaine reminded her.
“Let’s do it,” she said as the curtain started to open.
The crowd erupted as they fell into the familiar dance moves America had grown to love. All but one seemed excited by the sight of the Jackson 5, and that one was Michael who sat in the front row watching intently. “You can do this baby girl, stay calm,” he thought to himself.
He found himself taken back in time to meeting this young girl; it was hard to believe that was a few short years ago. She did learn quickly; she was a natural.
The music pumped, and the girl took her place in the front of the stage. “When I had you to myself, I didn’t want you around, those pretty faces always made you stand out in a crowd.” Michael smiled, she was on fire. He loved surprises, and already he could hear the murmurs of “Who is that?”
“Soon, people soon,” he thought as he found himself dancing right along with the rest of the crowd.
“I want you back,” the music stopped and the crowd applauded.
“Clap your hands,” Kay yelled, and the crowd followed along. They all started doing the familiar steps to ‘Stop the love you save’ and Kay let her voice reach to the back of the room. She was impressive, women were screaming.
“What a surprise they had coming to them,” Michael laughed. The medley was an old Jackson favorite Michael still put in his own shows. His brothers looked so happy to be back on that stage, he was glad for them. How lucky they were to find this little miracle.
The music ended again and the chords to ‘I’ll be there’ started, and again the crowd lost its mind.
“You and I must make a pact, we must bring salvation back, where there is love, I’ll be there.” The screaming was insane.
Jermaine smiled as he stepped to do his part. God this felt so good. He looked at Michael and winked “I’ll be your strength, you know I’ll keep holding on.” The song continued and Kay started to tease the crowd. Finally they would see who was under that large fedora hat and glasses. Michael smiled knowing it was his special gift to her.
“Just call my nameeeeeeeeeeeeeee”, And I will be, IIIIII willlll beeeee (the glasses left her face) IIII willlllllll beeeeeee (the hat flew into the crowd and long dark hair fell around the face of the singer) THEREEEEEE!!!!
The Jacksons’ finished with her. OOOOO OOOO ooooohhhhhh.
The crowd was on its feet, as screams echoed in the theater. Pushing her hair from her face, Kay accepted the applause with the rest of the boys, and, bowing, they left the stage.
The camera follows Eddie Murphy as he came out on stage to give Michael the Award of Achievement (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ush__7J5g4w & http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vsifCQEFoNg&NR=1).
Kay watched backstage with his brothers, and laughed as Eddie began to tease him. She loved to watch Michael looking so shy. People who knew him learned he was quite the trickster. Kay had been on the receiving end for the last two years, and he teased her all the time. She finally found one secret weapon against him, and in one month he would learn she wasn’t playing with him, but that she was serious. Kay was totally in love with Michael. This was not a crush, no, this was something more. It was so hard to hide how she felt from him, but after she had told Janet in confidence it seemed to have spread through the rest of the family.
Yes the boys had quite a laugh teasing him about her, but after a few months Kay finally said it out loud to him. When she turned 18 Michael was going to see how serious she was about him. Her mind raced back to the day in the studio when she listened to the finished Bad album with him. “I thought of you in this one,” he said. “You are the inspiration”. ‘The way you make me feel’ played, and Kay thought it was a great song. She looked into his eyes. Was he teasing her again? Maybe her hormones were running wild. Oh my, that smile knew how to melt you, didn’t it?
He leaned towards her and she caught her breath. “Is he going to kiss me?” her mind raced wildly. His lips reached her forehead and planted a big smack there. Kay had never been so disappointed in her entire life. ‘What the hell?’ she thought. As he pulled back, smiling, she looked into his eyes and whispered, “One day, Mr. Jackson, I will torture you, and then you’ll learn how this just made me feel.”
He threw back his head and laughed. “And one day, when you’re old enough, I might just let you.”
Jermaine whispered something in her ear snapping her back to the present. “What? Sorry, it is just so loud in here.”
Marlon laughed. “Come on, little sis, it’s time to go introduce you to the reporters. He’ll be at the house later.” She wanted to stay as Michael was going to sing later as well. Sighing, she followed the rest of the boys to an eager room full of reporters awaiting her public introduction.
“God, I wish this was over already,” she said to no one in particular. Kay had been singing since she was four, and it came naturally for her. Being raised in a Christian family, she was not exposed to rock and roll music until a music teacher in fifth grade played “Rocking Robin”. The Jackson 5 were so amazing to Kay, but that lead voice spoke to her. Her class performed the song in the talent show that year and won first place with Kay in the lead. Something was so similar about her and Michael’s voices; if you closed your eyes you would think you were hearing a young Michael Jackson. Her music teacher encouraged her and introduced her to more of their music. Kay entered a lot of local talent shows, and by the time she was 15, word got back around to Joe Jackson, who came to listen to her. The rest, as they say, was history.
Michael wanted to be a solo artist and Kay was his ticket out. He hated to disappoint his brothers, but he needed to fly on his own. Michael made sure he taught her all the steps, hired her singing coaches, the tutors for her school work, and to her dismay was the first one to remind her ‘It had to be perfect’. She became his mission for over a year. Even though she loved working so closely with him, he could be trying at times. Now she worried if she would ever see him again. The tour with the rest of the family started in March, and he was also moving out to his own home. She didn’t know if she could be without him. He had welcomed her so quickly in the family and included her in everything. He thought he was treating her like a sister, but Kay wanted to believe that just maybe there might be a place in his heart for her forever. She did not ask, but she did not want to be his little sister.
The car pulled up to the Encino home, and Kay lagged behind. Opening the door and walking in, she caught the unmistakable smell of fried chicken, and her stomach growled. Most of the family followed a vegetarian diet, but Kay hated vegetables. Since it was her big night, they made sure to make a special dinner for her. Michael would complain but Kay knew deep down chicken was his one indulgence. “Eat it, eat it” she would laugh and sing at him That Weird Al guy was so funny. Snapping back, Kay was hugged first by La Toya, then Katherine.
“You were great honey,” said Katherine.
“It was awesome,” La Toya added.
“Thanks,” Kay mumbled. Grabbing a plate, Kay found Joe in the kitchen. “I knew you would be able to pull it off.” Joe said. “It was fun, but I was so nervous,” she replied. “You looked great; you all did well,” Joe said as he walked into the dining room. Kay made her plate, but went out on the patio instead. The younger children were eating out here and Kay loved to be around them. They all said a big hello and told her they loved watching her on the television. Kay smiled. Oh, to be young again! Why did she suddenly feel so old? Finishing her dinner, Kay headed to the one place she loved most, the recording studio. Sitting down at the piano, Kay threw herself into working on the cords to a tune that could not seem to leave her head. Soon she would add more to the words. It was for Michael, and she hoped he would like it. Engrossed in her work she never heard the footsteps behind her. Hands fell over her eyes “Guess who,” the voice teased.
“Humm, would it be that smelly boy who loves to torment me?” she replied.
“Hey now, it’s all with love,” Michael said, appearing hurt.
“I know,” she quickly replied, not wanting him to be mad at her.
Michael studied her face; something was different about her tonight. “I was so proud of you. I bet the ladies were disappointed to learn you were in fact one of them.” he said. Smiling back Kay said sarcastically,
“They always have your brothers to fall back on.”
“Now that you mention it, I want to warn you. My brothers get a little - shall I say- wild on road trips.” he returned.
“Not with me, they don’t. I would hate to hurt them,” she answered. Michael always worried about her taking up with one of his brothers. Did he not know he was all she wanted?
“So was that my new song you were playing?” he asked, changing the subject.
“Yup,” came the reply.
“Are you going to let me hear what you have so far?” he asked, smiling sweetly at her. Michael knew a smile would make Kay’s mind up faster than a demand. She was quite a little firecracker if you mad her angry, which must have had something to do with that Irish-Cherokee temper. My, but she had changed this past year. Her dark hair was long, almost touching that cute little behind of hers, her hazel eyes almost yellow in the sunlight, sometimes almost green then brown. You could read her mood in those eyes. Glancing down, he watched her chest rise and fall while she made up her mind. He remembered how different those perky little breasts seemed last time everyone went swimming. She could fill out that two piece bikini for sure now. Moving quickly back up to her face, he looked at that cute little nose, moving on to her lips. “God,” he thought. They were perfect. Sometimes he found himself wanting to taste them.
“Damn, stop it, she is like a sister to you!” he chastised himself. He knew she thought she was in love with him, but she was young and in time she would come to see it was not meant to be. He was after all twelve years older than her; what would people think? He hoped nothing but the best for her. 'Maybe with the touring, she will meet someone her own age.' The thought almost made him sad; she was after all his baby girl.
“I don’t have much,” the reply came, forcing him back to her. “So, give me an idea. If I like it, I’ll help you add to it, and we can be co-writers,” he said. He sat beside her on the piano bench. Kay began nervously playing the opening lines.
“This will sound better with more instruments,” she added.
“Got it,” he said, smiling into her eyes. Kay’s heart fluttered.
“There’s a place in your heart and I know that it is love, and this place could be much brighter than tomorrow, and if you really try you’ll find there’s no need to cry, in this place you’ll feel there’s no hurt or sorrow, There are ways to get there if you care enough for the living, make a little space to make a better place. Heal the world make it a better place”. Kay stopped, running out of words, and she glanced over at Michael. His eyes were closed, and a smile hovered on his lips.
“That is perfect, Kay baby,” he said. “Can I work on it a bit more tonight? I’ll give it back in the morning.”
“Please, it would be an honor. If you want to change something go right ahead,” she answered back meekly. Truthfully, if he changed one word she would kill him, but he already knew this. Kay hugged him quickly, then passed him her music and excused herself; suddenly she was just so tired. Michael stared in amazement as she walked out of the room. “Where the hell did that come from?” he said as he stared at the music he now held in his hands. She was so amazing.
Chapter 2
A hand roamed over her body, his kiss was crushing and urgent in seeking out her lips. His tongue slipped between her lips, and he moaned as it began to dance with her own. His body pressed her down on the bed. He broke his kiss and his tongue found its way down her neck, moving up to her ear, gently whispering words she couldn’t quite make out. Her head was spinning as a small moan escaped her lips again.
“Come back to me, I need your help.” A voice whispered.
“Anything my love, tell me what you want,” she whispered back.
“I want you to wake up,” the voice pleaded. “I am awake, I am here with you, please don’t stop,” she moaned.
The voice became sterner. “Kay…Kay I’m not playing. Wake up right now, or I’ll throw water on you; I swear I will,” the voice promised. Kay’s eyes fluttered open, surprised she caught sight of Michael standing above her beside her bed.
He gave her a mocking smirk. “Was it a nice dream, honey?” Filled with utter embarrassment, she sat quickly up in bed.
“What time is it”? she asked.
“Four,” he said smiling at her as he turned on the light.
“Four? This better be evening not morning, or I swear I am gonna kick your ass,” she answered fuming. Michael stepped back, smiling at her, and he held up his arms signaling her to come on. He knew she was tired, but he needed her help. Besides, she got a few hours of sleep already, while he had yet to unwind. His eyes watched her, judging her next move. Lord, but she was pretty with that hair all wild from sleep. Her eyes were a golden brown so he knew she was not going to be in a pleasant mood; obviously, she was not an early riser.
Kay launched herself off the bed at him, trying to knock him off his feet, but he had anticipated this move. He caught her easily, pinning her hands by her sides before she could hit at him. She was only a little over five feet, and he laughed because she was indeed a handful. She struggled to break free and a giggle escaped his lips. Pushing her back to the bed, he quickly jumped on top of her straddling her with his long legs, forcing her arms above her head and thus holding her down. Kay twisted beneath him, cursing and threatening him with bodily harm if she was to get free.
‘I better sleep with my door locked today,’ he thought to himself.‘Damn, she is getting stronger.’ He was having a hard time keeping her still. He adjusted his body to lie completely on top of her, and suddenly her struggles stopped. Glancing down at her staring back up at him, he noticed the tears coming to her eyes.
“I’m sorry, did I hurt you?” he asked, releasing her hands. Kay cleared her throat. “No…I just…umm..can you move.. please…I’ll behave,” she begged. Michael slid to her side and gathered her up in a hug. He never meant to make her cry; now he felt just horrible. She sobbed into his shirt taking in the scent of him.
‘Damn, why did I act like that?’ she thought. ‘He will never see me as more than a child, carrying on like that.’ It was the hardest torture she had ever endured, here she was lying in his arms sobbing like a baby, when all she wanted to do was reach up and kiss that neck. Michael held her as she cried, thinking it was from him hurting her; not knowing it was from her need to touch him.
His hands ran up and down her back as he whispered in her ear, “Shhh it’s okay, don’t cry. I love you.”
‘I love you more,’ she thought as she heard his words. ‘So much more, why you can’t you see that? Notice me, please.’ As her sobs calmed, Michael raised her head by her chin to look at him. He reached his fingers down to her eyes and helped dry her tears. Her tongue licked her lips to wet them, which did not go unnoticed by Michael. Suddenly, his mouth went dry. He should move, now, quickly. Instead, he stared at her, wondering what she was thinking.
Kay’s heart leaped in her chest. ‘Why was he just looking at her like that?’ she thought. ‘Oh my God, he is looking at me like that!’ her head screamed. She was afraid to move, not wanting this moment to ever end. Nervously she licked at her lips again. Michael’s breath caught in his throat, he had to know.
He lowered his lips to hers, brushing them lightly with his own. He heard her sharp intake of breath ringing in his ears as he traced her lips with his tongue. She opened her mouth to his tongue, and he slipped it inside the warmth of her mouth as her hand slid up behind his head pulling him closer. ‘If this is another dream, may I never wake up from it,’ she thought. Their tongues danced together before he pulled his out and ran it over her lips one last time, ending the kiss with a quick peck on her lips.
Kay opened her eyes to the most beautiful smile she had ever seen. “Good morning, sunshine. Go get ready and meet me in the studio,” Michael said before he jumped up and strolled out of the room.
“What the hell were you thinking?” Michael asked himself as he stomped to the studio. “She is a child, you took advantage.” Michael could kick himself for not having any self control. He groaned, thinking about the immediate pleasure he had felt lying with her in his arms. She deserved more, she deserved better than him acting like one of his brothers. Turning on the lights, he tried to figure out what he was going to say when she got there.
Kay stared at the door. “What the hell?” she said aloud. Jumping up, she ran to the shower. He was not getting away that easy. Michael glanced up as he heard her enter the studio. She had taken a shower and pulled her wet hair up on top of her head. Instead of the contacts, she wore her glasses.
He smiled, thinking she looked like a librarian. “Hi,” he called to her. Sitting down beside him on the piano bench, she smiled back,
“Good morning to you as well.”
Clearing his throat, Michael bushed. “I need to apologize to you about what happened. I don’t know why I did that, there was no excuse to treat you like that… I don’t know what came over me; please don’t be mad at me.”
Kay’s heart sank. He was apologizing to her for losing control, and he didn’t mean for it to happen. Was he crazy? She looked at him, thinking about how to answer. “It’s fine Michael. I am glad it happened, and I wanted it to, but we can pretend for now it didn’t happen. One day we will look back and remember it fondly, but I am not sorry it happened.” She added, “Why am I awake?”
16th Annual American Music Awards
Chapter 1
The screams from behind the curtain were deafening. Kay could not believe she was about to head out on that stage; maybe it was all a dream. For the last two years she had been practicing so hard for this day. Her stomach felt queasy. “Oh my god what if I get out there and throw up?” she asked herself. The music began to play, it was time.
“Let’s do it baby girl.” Tito said to her.
“Keep your head down. No one can know who you are till the end.” Jermaine reminded her.
“Let’s do it,” she said as the curtain started to open.
The crowd erupted as they fell into the familiar dance moves America had grown to love. All but one seemed excited by the sight of the Jackson 5, and that one was Michael who sat in the front row watching intently. “You can do this baby girl, stay calm,” he thought to himself.
He found himself taken back in time to meeting this young girl; it was hard to believe that was a few short years ago. She did learn quickly; she was a natural.
The music pumped, and the girl took her place in the front of the stage. “When I had you to myself, I didn’t want you around, those pretty faces always made you stand out in a crowd.” Michael smiled, she was on fire. He loved surprises, and already he could hear the murmurs of “Who is that?”
“Soon, people soon,” he thought as he found himself dancing right along with the rest of the crowd.
“I want you back,” the music stopped and the crowd applauded.
“Clap your hands,” Kay yelled, and the crowd followed along. They all started doing the familiar steps to ‘Stop the love you save’ and Kay let her voice reach to the back of the room. She was impressive, women were screaming.
“What a surprise they had coming to them,” Michael laughed. The medley was an old Jackson favorite Michael still put in his own shows. His brothers looked so happy to be back on that stage, he was glad for them. How lucky they were to find this little miracle.
The music ended again and the chords to ‘I’ll be there’ started, and again the crowd lost its mind.
“You and I must make a pact, we must bring salvation back, where there is love, I’ll be there.” The screaming was insane.
Jermaine smiled as he stepped to do his part. God this felt so good. He looked at Michael and winked “I’ll be your strength, you know I’ll keep holding on.” The song continued and Kay started to tease the crowd. Finally they would see who was under that large fedora hat and glasses. Michael smiled knowing it was his special gift to her.
“Just call my nameeeeeeeeeeeeeee”, And I will be, IIIIII willlll beeeee (the glasses left her face) IIII willlllllll beeeeeee (the hat flew into the crowd and long dark hair fell around the face of the singer) THEREEEEEE!!!!
The Jacksons’ finished with her. OOOOO OOOO ooooohhhhhh.
The crowd was on its feet, as screams echoed in the theater. Pushing her hair from her face, Kay accepted the applause with the rest of the boys, and, bowing, they left the stage.
The camera follows Eddie Murphy as he came out on stage to give Michael the Award of Achievement (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ush__7J5g4w & http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vsifCQEFoNg&NR=1).
Kay watched backstage with his brothers, and laughed as Eddie began to tease him. She loved to watch Michael looking so shy. People who knew him learned he was quite the trickster. Kay had been on the receiving end for the last two years, and he teased her all the time. She finally found one secret weapon against him, and in one month he would learn she wasn’t playing with him, but that she was serious. Kay was totally in love with Michael. This was not a crush, no, this was something more. It was so hard to hide how she felt from him, but after she had told Janet in confidence it seemed to have spread through the rest of the family.
Yes the boys had quite a laugh teasing him about her, but after a few months Kay finally said it out loud to him. When she turned 18 Michael was going to see how serious she was about him. Her mind raced back to the day in the studio when she listened to the finished Bad album with him. “I thought of you in this one,” he said. “You are the inspiration”. ‘The way you make me feel’ played, and Kay thought it was a great song. She looked into his eyes. Was he teasing her again? Maybe her hormones were running wild. Oh my, that smile knew how to melt you, didn’t it?
He leaned towards her and she caught her breath. “Is he going to kiss me?” her mind raced wildly. His lips reached her forehead and planted a big smack there. Kay had never been so disappointed in her entire life. ‘What the hell?’ she thought. As he pulled back, smiling, she looked into his eyes and whispered, “One day, Mr. Jackson, I will torture you, and then you’ll learn how this just made me feel.”
He threw back his head and laughed. “And one day, when you’re old enough, I might just let you.”
Jermaine whispered something in her ear snapping her back to the present. “What? Sorry, it is just so loud in here.”
Marlon laughed. “Come on, little sis, it’s time to go introduce you to the reporters. He’ll be at the house later.” She wanted to stay as Michael was going to sing later as well. Sighing, she followed the rest of the boys to an eager room full of reporters awaiting her public introduction.
“God, I wish this was over already,” she said to no one in particular. Kay had been singing since she was four, and it came naturally for her. Being raised in a Christian family, she was not exposed to rock and roll music until a music teacher in fifth grade played “Rocking Robin”. The Jackson 5 were so amazing to Kay, but that lead voice spoke to her. Her class performed the song in the talent show that year and won first place with Kay in the lead. Something was so similar about her and Michael’s voices; if you closed your eyes you would think you were hearing a young Michael Jackson. Her music teacher encouraged her and introduced her to more of their music. Kay entered a lot of local talent shows, and by the time she was 15, word got back around to Joe Jackson, who came to listen to her. The rest, as they say, was history.
Michael wanted to be a solo artist and Kay was his ticket out. He hated to disappoint his brothers, but he needed to fly on his own. Michael made sure he taught her all the steps, hired her singing coaches, the tutors for her school work, and to her dismay was the first one to remind her ‘It had to be perfect’. She became his mission for over a year. Even though she loved working so closely with him, he could be trying at times. Now she worried if she would ever see him again. The tour with the rest of the family started in March, and he was also moving out to his own home. She didn’t know if she could be without him. He had welcomed her so quickly in the family and included her in everything. He thought he was treating her like a sister, but Kay wanted to believe that just maybe there might be a place in his heart for her forever. She did not ask, but she did not want to be his little sister.
The car pulled up to the Encino home, and Kay lagged behind. Opening the door and walking in, she caught the unmistakable smell of fried chicken, and her stomach growled. Most of the family followed a vegetarian diet, but Kay hated vegetables. Since it was her big night, they made sure to make a special dinner for her. Michael would complain but Kay knew deep down chicken was his one indulgence. “Eat it, eat it” she would laugh and sing at him That Weird Al guy was so funny. Snapping back, Kay was hugged first by La Toya, then Katherine.
“You were great honey,” said Katherine.
“It was awesome,” La Toya added.
“Thanks,” Kay mumbled. Grabbing a plate, Kay found Joe in the kitchen. “I knew you would be able to pull it off.” Joe said. “It was fun, but I was so nervous,” she replied. “You looked great; you all did well,” Joe said as he walked into the dining room. Kay made her plate, but went out on the patio instead. The younger children were eating out here and Kay loved to be around them. They all said a big hello and told her they loved watching her on the television. Kay smiled. Oh, to be young again! Why did she suddenly feel so old? Finishing her dinner, Kay headed to the one place she loved most, the recording studio. Sitting down at the piano, Kay threw herself into working on the cords to a tune that could not seem to leave her head. Soon she would add more to the words. It was for Michael, and she hoped he would like it. Engrossed in her work she never heard the footsteps behind her. Hands fell over her eyes “Guess who,” the voice teased.
“Humm, would it be that smelly boy who loves to torment me?” she replied.
“Hey now, it’s all with love,” Michael said, appearing hurt.
“I know,” she quickly replied, not wanting him to be mad at her.
Michael studied her face; something was different about her tonight. “I was so proud of you. I bet the ladies were disappointed to learn you were in fact one of them.” he said. Smiling back Kay said sarcastically,
“They always have your brothers to fall back on.”
“Now that you mention it, I want to warn you. My brothers get a little - shall I say- wild on road trips.” he returned.
“Not with me, they don’t. I would hate to hurt them,” she answered. Michael always worried about her taking up with one of his brothers. Did he not know he was all she wanted?
“So was that my new song you were playing?” he asked, changing the subject.
“Yup,” came the reply.
“Are you going to let me hear what you have so far?” he asked, smiling sweetly at her. Michael knew a smile would make Kay’s mind up faster than a demand. She was quite a little firecracker if you mad her angry, which must have had something to do with that Irish-Cherokee temper. My, but she had changed this past year. Her dark hair was long, almost touching that cute little behind of hers, her hazel eyes almost yellow in the sunlight, sometimes almost green then brown. You could read her mood in those eyes. Glancing down, he watched her chest rise and fall while she made up her mind. He remembered how different those perky little breasts seemed last time everyone went swimming. She could fill out that two piece bikini for sure now. Moving quickly back up to her face, he looked at that cute little nose, moving on to her lips. “God,” he thought. They were perfect. Sometimes he found himself wanting to taste them.
“Damn, stop it, she is like a sister to you!” he chastised himself. He knew she thought she was in love with him, but she was young and in time she would come to see it was not meant to be. He was after all twelve years older than her; what would people think? He hoped nothing but the best for her. 'Maybe with the touring, she will meet someone her own age.' The thought almost made him sad; she was after all his baby girl.
“I don’t have much,” the reply came, forcing him back to her. “So, give me an idea. If I like it, I’ll help you add to it, and we can be co-writers,” he said. He sat beside her on the piano bench. Kay began nervously playing the opening lines.
“This will sound better with more instruments,” she added.
“Got it,” he said, smiling into her eyes. Kay’s heart fluttered.
“There’s a place in your heart and I know that it is love, and this place could be much brighter than tomorrow, and if you really try you’ll find there’s no need to cry, in this place you’ll feel there’s no hurt or sorrow, There are ways to get there if you care enough for the living, make a little space to make a better place. Heal the world make it a better place”. Kay stopped, running out of words, and she glanced over at Michael. His eyes were closed, and a smile hovered on his lips.
“That is perfect, Kay baby,” he said. “Can I work on it a bit more tonight? I’ll give it back in the morning.”
“Please, it would be an honor. If you want to change something go right ahead,” she answered back meekly. Truthfully, if he changed one word she would kill him, but he already knew this. Kay hugged him quickly, then passed him her music and excused herself; suddenly she was just so tired. Michael stared in amazement as she walked out of the room. “Where the hell did that come from?” he said as he stared at the music he now held in his hands. She was so amazing.
Chapter 2
A hand roamed over her body, his kiss was crushing and urgent in seeking out her lips. His tongue slipped between her lips, and he moaned as it began to dance with her own. His body pressed her down on the bed. He broke his kiss and his tongue found its way down her neck, moving up to her ear, gently whispering words she couldn’t quite make out. Her head was spinning as a small moan escaped her lips again.
“Come back to me, I need your help.” A voice whispered.
“Anything my love, tell me what you want,” she whispered back.
“I want you to wake up,” the voice pleaded. “I am awake, I am here with you, please don’t stop,” she moaned.
The voice became sterner. “Kay…Kay I’m not playing. Wake up right now, or I’ll throw water on you; I swear I will,” the voice promised. Kay’s eyes fluttered open, surprised she caught sight of Michael standing above her beside her bed.
He gave her a mocking smirk. “Was it a nice dream, honey?” Filled with utter embarrassment, she sat quickly up in bed.
“What time is it”? she asked.
“Four,” he said smiling at her as he turned on the light.
“Four? This better be evening not morning, or I swear I am gonna kick your ass,” she answered fuming. Michael stepped back, smiling at her, and he held up his arms signaling her to come on. He knew she was tired, but he needed her help. Besides, she got a few hours of sleep already, while he had yet to unwind. His eyes watched her, judging her next move. Lord, but she was pretty with that hair all wild from sleep. Her eyes were a golden brown so he knew she was not going to be in a pleasant mood; obviously, she was not an early riser.
Kay launched herself off the bed at him, trying to knock him off his feet, but he had anticipated this move. He caught her easily, pinning her hands by her sides before she could hit at him. She was only a little over five feet, and he laughed because she was indeed a handful. She struggled to break free and a giggle escaped his lips. Pushing her back to the bed, he quickly jumped on top of her straddling her with his long legs, forcing her arms above her head and thus holding her down. Kay twisted beneath him, cursing and threatening him with bodily harm if she was to get free.
‘I better sleep with my door locked today,’ he thought to himself.‘Damn, she is getting stronger.’ He was having a hard time keeping her still. He adjusted his body to lie completely on top of her, and suddenly her struggles stopped. Glancing down at her staring back up at him, he noticed the tears coming to her eyes.
“I’m sorry, did I hurt you?” he asked, releasing her hands. Kay cleared her throat. “No…I just…umm..can you move.. please…I’ll behave,” she begged. Michael slid to her side and gathered her up in a hug. He never meant to make her cry; now he felt just horrible. She sobbed into his shirt taking in the scent of him.
‘Damn, why did I act like that?’ she thought. ‘He will never see me as more than a child, carrying on like that.’ It was the hardest torture she had ever endured, here she was lying in his arms sobbing like a baby, when all she wanted to do was reach up and kiss that neck. Michael held her as she cried, thinking it was from him hurting her; not knowing it was from her need to touch him.
His hands ran up and down her back as he whispered in her ear, “Shhh it’s okay, don’t cry. I love you.”
‘I love you more,’ she thought as she heard his words. ‘So much more, why you can’t you see that? Notice me, please.’ As her sobs calmed, Michael raised her head by her chin to look at him. He reached his fingers down to her eyes and helped dry her tears. Her tongue licked her lips to wet them, which did not go unnoticed by Michael. Suddenly, his mouth went dry. He should move, now, quickly. Instead, he stared at her, wondering what she was thinking.
Kay’s heart leaped in her chest. ‘Why was he just looking at her like that?’ she thought. ‘Oh my God, he is looking at me like that!’ her head screamed. She was afraid to move, not wanting this moment to ever end. Nervously she licked at her lips again. Michael’s breath caught in his throat, he had to know.
He lowered his lips to hers, brushing them lightly with his own. He heard her sharp intake of breath ringing in his ears as he traced her lips with his tongue. She opened her mouth to his tongue, and he slipped it inside the warmth of her mouth as her hand slid up behind his head pulling him closer. ‘If this is another dream, may I never wake up from it,’ she thought. Their tongues danced together before he pulled his out and ran it over her lips one last time, ending the kiss with a quick peck on her lips.
Kay opened her eyes to the most beautiful smile she had ever seen. “Good morning, sunshine. Go get ready and meet me in the studio,” Michael said before he jumped up and strolled out of the room.
“What the hell were you thinking?” Michael asked himself as he stomped to the studio. “She is a child, you took advantage.” Michael could kick himself for not having any self control. He groaned, thinking about the immediate pleasure he had felt lying with her in his arms. She deserved more, she deserved better than him acting like one of his brothers. Turning on the lights, he tried to figure out what he was going to say when she got there.
Kay stared at the door. “What the hell?” she said aloud. Jumping up, she ran to the shower. He was not getting away that easy. Michael glanced up as he heard her enter the studio. She had taken a shower and pulled her wet hair up on top of her head. Instead of the contacts, she wore her glasses.
He smiled, thinking she looked like a librarian. “Hi,” he called to her. Sitting down beside him on the piano bench, she smiled back,
“Good morning to you as well.”
Clearing his throat, Michael bushed. “I need to apologize to you about what happened. I don’t know why I did that, there was no excuse to treat you like that… I don’t know what came over me; please don’t be mad at me.”
Kay’s heart sank. He was apologizing to her for losing control, and he didn’t mean for it to happen. Was he crazy? She looked at him, thinking about how to answer. “It’s fine Michael. I am glad it happened, and I wanted it to, but we can pretend for now it didn’t happen. One day we will look back and remember it fondly, but I am not sorry it happened.” She added, “Why am I awake?”
Michael smiled, loving that she was going to act like nothing out of the ordinary happened.
“The song. I added more to it, and wanted to know what you thought.” Michael had finished the chorus and added another verse. They spent hours going over it, working it out. Michael stretched and moved from the seat walking around the room. His back was killing him, and he was so sleepy. Kay watched him from beneath her lashes as she continued to play; loving the sound of it. He was amazing; words just flowed out of him. Turning to her, Michael announced. “That’s enough for now, I need some sleep.” He walked over and kissed her on top of her head, playfully pulling the clip from her hair and walked out laughing.
Kay quickly pulled her hair back up. “You can try to sleep Michael, but I bet you have a hard time doing so.” She smiled to herself, as today was in fact a beautiful day.
Kay quickly pulled her hair back up. “You can try to sleep Michael, but I bet you have a hard time doing so.” She smiled to herself, as today was in fact a beautiful day.
Chapter 3
“Can you just, for once in your life, listen to what someone else has to say?” Tito said, his voice rising higher with each word. Jermaine countered with, “When you’re ready to admit I am right as well. This isn’t always about you.” Kay groaned. This had been going on for over an hour, and all she wanted to do was head for the house and go to bed. She was sore and tired and her head was pounding. “Why doesn’t Joe put a stop to this?” she thought. Jackie looked over at her from across the room, making the sign of a cross against his chest. Kay smiled; she knew he was going into the fray.
“What the hell is going on in here?” she heard Joe boom as he came in the room. Jackie fell to his knees in a gesture of utter gratefulness, and Kay couldn’t help but giggle. “Why is there no music being played in here? You’re leaving in three days, and I would think you would want to make sure everything was prepared beforehand. God, I can’t leave you alone for a second!” Joe continued to bellow.
Kay tuned him out; he was scaring her with his hateful presence; her mind began to drift off. Over a month had flown by since that kiss from Michael. He had made himself scarce, and he was hardly even home anymore. It really felt like he was avoiding her, and he had blown it off pretending it meant nothing to him. Still, he couldn’t seem to look her in the eyes anymore when he was home. He was as always polite saying hello and asking how the show was coming, but never again had he allowed them to be in the room alone anymore. They now worked on the song by passing their tape-recorded ideas back and forth between them.
Her pager went off, and Kay glanced, hoping it was from Michael. Instead she was disappointed to see it was from Elizabeth. She was supposed to go there tonight; Elizabeth had a beauty night arranged for them. They were going to get their hair and nails done while they had some girl talk. Elizabeth Taylor was a good friend to Michael and had been involved in Kay’s life since Michael introduced them a year ago. She felt a great comfort from Elizabeth and saw her as a mother figure.
Elizabeth saw herself in Kay. It was nice to mentor someone so sweet and innocent; she would fix her up on dates with boys and help her with make-up and dressing tips. While Kay felt like she could tell her almost anything, she had kept the Michael things to herself. Elizabeth and Michael were good friends as well, and she could not chance Liz might tell him something right now.
“I’ll be right back. I need to use the phone,” Kay leaned over and whispered to Randy. He answered with a nod. She walked to the other room for some privacy.
Elizabeth, herself, answered, catching Kay by surprise. “Baby girl, you are still coming?” She asked after the formal hellos were exchanged.
“I’m looking forward to it. These boys have been trying my patience today. All they have done for the last hour is fight,” Kay said.
Liz laughed, “That’s what boys do.”
Kay sighed, knowing Liz was right. After confirming the time she would head over, Liz agreed and they said their goodbyes.
“Kay get the hell in here and let’s run through this from the top,” Joe’s voice boomed.
‘Finally,’ she thought as she hurried into the next room. Joe could be tough but he kept things running on time. Kay was grateful the next three hours flew by. The show would start in three days, and in two days Kay would celebrate her birthday. They had planned a party as a celebration for her birthday and a going away party as well. The whole family would attend; at least that’s what Kay hoped.
Kay tuned him out; he was scaring her with his hateful presence; her mind began to drift off. Over a month had flown by since that kiss from Michael. He had made himself scarce, and he was hardly even home anymore. It really felt like he was avoiding her, and he had blown it off pretending it meant nothing to him. Still, he couldn’t seem to look her in the eyes anymore when he was home. He was as always polite saying hello and asking how the show was coming, but never again had he allowed them to be in the room alone anymore. They now worked on the song by passing their tape-recorded ideas back and forth between them.
Her pager went off, and Kay glanced, hoping it was from Michael. Instead she was disappointed to see it was from Elizabeth. She was supposed to go there tonight; Elizabeth had a beauty night arranged for them. They were going to get their hair and nails done while they had some girl talk. Elizabeth Taylor was a good friend to Michael and had been involved in Kay’s life since Michael introduced them a year ago. She felt a great comfort from Elizabeth and saw her as a mother figure.
Elizabeth saw herself in Kay. It was nice to mentor someone so sweet and innocent; she would fix her up on dates with boys and help her with make-up and dressing tips. While Kay felt like she could tell her almost anything, she had kept the Michael things to herself. Elizabeth and Michael were good friends as well, and she could not chance Liz might tell him something right now.
“I’ll be right back. I need to use the phone,” Kay leaned over and whispered to Randy. He answered with a nod. She walked to the other room for some privacy.
Elizabeth, herself, answered, catching Kay by surprise. “Baby girl, you are still coming?” She asked after the formal hellos were exchanged.
“I’m looking forward to it. These boys have been trying my patience today. All they have done for the last hour is fight,” Kay said.
Liz laughed, “That’s what boys do.”
Kay sighed, knowing Liz was right. After confirming the time she would head over, Liz agreed and they said their goodbyes.
“Kay get the hell in here and let’s run through this from the top,” Joe’s voice boomed.
‘Finally,’ she thought as she hurried into the next room. Joe could be tough but he kept things running on time. Kay was grateful the next three hours flew by. The show would start in three days, and in two days Kay would celebrate her birthday. They had planned a party as a celebration for her birthday and a going away party as well. The whole family would attend; at least that’s what Kay hoped.
Chapter 4
Liz welcomed Kay with a big hug; she sank into her arms happy to feel some warmth. Breaking their embrace, Liz led her to the study. She showed Kay to a chair, poured her a glass of the tea she had on the table, and handed her a bottle of aspirin.
“Okay, get yourself comfortable and spill all the details,” Liz said, smiling at her.
Kay downed two aspirin and smiled back, “I am just glad Joe finally got there. Everyone was fighting about their ideas, their music, and how their way is better. It drives me nuts, because it ends up being the same argument over and over.” Kay closed her eyes and sank further into the chair.
“Oh well that is a problem. You know, Michael always kept them so focused, he would even threaten to leave the show if they acted out,” Liz replied, laughing to herself at the thought.
Kay replied, “Well that is the difference between us: I am not him. They wouldn’t care if I left. I have no power over them, because they are bigger than I could ever be.”
Liz threw back her head and laughed. “Stand up,” she insisted. Kay obliged. “That’s part of your problem right there.”
Kay looked at her confused. “What do you mean?”
“Your answer, my dear, should be: Why the hell do you want me to stand up? I had a crappy day, and I want to sit down.” Liz explained. “Grow some balls.”
Listening to Liz’s cursing cracked Kay up, and she laughed right along with her. “Now how do I grow them?--or do I steal a set?” she laughed.
“Michael has always called you a firecracker. I don’t see it. I see a meek lamb, whom I love so much…. So, don’t take anything I say the wrong way, but you have to learn you are special baby girl. You do have power: without you there is no show. Who’s going to sing lead? Michael won’t anymore. You sing the lead, you have to be the leader…if they don’t like it tell them to kiss your ass.” She smiled sweetly.
“So when they fire me, where am I going to go live? How do I make money to support myself? What do I become, who would I truly be?” she replied hopelessly.
Liz smiled at her. “You become who you truly were all along: you are Kay. You can sing, write music, and write songs. You’re beautiful, young, and you have your whole life ahead of you. And, if you ever need a place to live, you come stay with Auntie Liz,” Liz said looking into her eyes. “The rest, you will figure out on your own, but I’ll be there every step of the way with you, my dear.”
Kay felt tears coming to her eyes. She blinked them back, trying to stand strong.
Liz stood and pulled her back into her arms. “You’re not Michael, you’re not a replacement…you are so special,” she said as she patted her back. “Kathleen!” Liz said using her full name to gather her attention. “What are we going to do with this hair?”
Kay smiled, “I am up for suggestions.”
“Curls, you need curls, and more body. Some highlights would bring out those eyes.” Kay smiled and headed hand in hand with Elizabeth to the private parlor she had in her home.
“Curls it is.” Kay left late in the night, and she felt so beautiful. The hair Liz suggested looked fabulous on her. Quietly, she made her way back into the house. Everyone was asleep, or so she thought. Everyone was, except the one who she walked right past.
Michael held his breath and sunk lower into the couch so she would not notice him. He was grateful she had learned her way around by now and didn’t need the lights to guide her. He should have said hello, he thought, but then he understood that this was better. He had to make sure of what she wanted; she had to learn to stand without him.
Chapter 5
Kay awoke the next morning, feeling like a new woman. She spent extra time on her appearance and headed off to rehearsal. She knew she looked good; she felt a new power, and today she would use it. As she entered the rehearsal area, music stopped, every head but one turned in her direction. Joe screamed without looking up from his notes.
“You’re late, you better be on time from now on,” He added, finishing his statement as his mouth fell open.
“Did you do that last night? Is that where you were?”
“Yes, Liz helped me out. Do you like it?” Kay asked.
“Yes, you look all grown up, very nice. I can work with this; it will play up your image….. drive the boys wild.”
Kay smiled and bowed. “Thank you”. She walked to the stage with cat calls from everyone in the room, as the brothers were looking her over and smiling.
“Damn you look hot,” Marlon said.
“Maybe you kissed a toad last night ‘cause you look like a princess,” Randy added.
“Wow, a day early isn’t it, you’re supposed to do this tomorrow,” Jermaine added. “How are we supposed to get any work done?”
Tito added as he pretended to faint and fall at her feet.
Jackie took her hand. “Your microphone, my queen.”
“Okay enough… from the top of the opening number,” Joe said getting them back on track.
Michael smiled from his hiding spot in the control room; she looked so great and handled the boys wonderfully. He had come to watch their final run through and take notes for Joseph. He found himself instead watching her every move. The dance steps were tough but she handled them with grace. Every once in a while her shirt would sneak up revealing her stomach, or sometimes the swell of her breasts would show. He groaned and made a note ‘cover her up more, too much showing.’ All in all, the rehearsal went smoothly for the first hour, then Jackie missed a step, making Marlon stumble and the first fight was on.
Kay groaned as they began arguing. “Crap, not today and not again,”
Joe added his voice to the fight as two boys stood defiantly before their father. Everyone started yelling how they were not putting up with this or that until Kay screamed into the microphone.
The noise was deafening, as their ears cried for the noise to go away, but everyone stopped to look at her. “Now that I have your attention,” Kay started, “I want you all to shut the hell up and get back to work…..NOW!”
“Baby girl,” Jackie started to say. “My name is Kay or Kathleen. ‘Baby’ is no longer allowed….and I strongly suggest you all fall back in line right now and let’s get this over with… I have plans.” She added the last not knowing exactly why.
“Kay I got this, I don’t need attitude or diva acts from you, too,” Joe said.
“Diva?” Kay returned. “Diva really, well let me teach you about a diva, from this day forward …I… I repeat…I am the leader of this group…. you will behave yourselves and act like professionals, or I am out of here…..Are WE clear?” she asked.
Joe’s mouth fell open. “Now listen here, we are making you, you listen to us.” Jermaine said.
Kay spun to the left glaring him down. “Fine, you want to play that crap with me, then find someone else. I quit…have a great trip,” she added as she stomped out of the room, slamming the door behind her so hard it echoed in the hall.
“What the--?” Joe said.
Michael couldn’t stop laughing as he headed down to the stage. This was priceless.
“Good job,” he said as he reached his brothers.
“Michael,” Joe began “you gotta help us calm her down; she has to go on the tour.”
Michael shook his head. “Not this time guys, you made the mess, you clean it up.”
If Michael wouldn’t help, Joe knew who would. Running to the phone, he called Katherine. By the time they made it home, Katherine had calmed Kay, a meeting was called, apologies to Kay were made, and ground rules set. Kay would travel with the group and they would leave in two days as planned. This time Kay had called the shots, and her “balls” were only getting bigger.
Kay downed two aspirin and smiled back, “I am just glad Joe finally got there. Everyone was fighting about their ideas, their music, and how their way is better. It drives me nuts, because it ends up being the same argument over and over.” Kay closed her eyes and sank further into the chair.
“Oh well that is a problem. You know, Michael always kept them so focused, he would even threaten to leave the show if they acted out,” Liz replied, laughing to herself at the thought.
Kay replied, “Well that is the difference between us: I am not him. They wouldn’t care if I left. I have no power over them, because they are bigger than I could ever be.”
Liz threw back her head and laughed. “Stand up,” she insisted. Kay obliged. “That’s part of your problem right there.”
Kay looked at her confused. “What do you mean?”
“Your answer, my dear, should be: Why the hell do you want me to stand up? I had a crappy day, and I want to sit down.” Liz explained. “Grow some balls.”
Listening to Liz’s cursing cracked Kay up, and she laughed right along with her. “Now how do I grow them?--or do I steal a set?” she laughed.
“Michael has always called you a firecracker. I don’t see it. I see a meek lamb, whom I love so much…. So, don’t take anything I say the wrong way, but you have to learn you are special baby girl. You do have power: without you there is no show. Who’s going to sing lead? Michael won’t anymore. You sing the lead, you have to be the leader…if they don’t like it tell them to kiss your ass.” She smiled sweetly.
“So when they fire me, where am I going to go live? How do I make money to support myself? What do I become, who would I truly be?” she replied hopelessly.
Liz smiled at her. “You become who you truly were all along: you are Kay. You can sing, write music, and write songs. You’re beautiful, young, and you have your whole life ahead of you. And, if you ever need a place to live, you come stay with Auntie Liz,” Liz said looking into her eyes. “The rest, you will figure out on your own, but I’ll be there every step of the way with you, my dear.”
Kay felt tears coming to her eyes. She blinked them back, trying to stand strong.
Liz stood and pulled her back into her arms. “You’re not Michael, you’re not a replacement…you are so special,” she said as she patted her back. “Kathleen!” Liz said using her full name to gather her attention. “What are we going to do with this hair?”
Kay smiled, “I am up for suggestions.”
“Curls, you need curls, and more body. Some highlights would bring out those eyes.” Kay smiled and headed hand in hand with Elizabeth to the private parlor she had in her home.
“Curls it is.” Kay left late in the night, and she felt so beautiful. The hair Liz suggested looked fabulous on her. Quietly, she made her way back into the house. Everyone was asleep, or so she thought. Everyone was, except the one who she walked right past.
Michael held his breath and sunk lower into the couch so she would not notice him. He was grateful she had learned her way around by now and didn’t need the lights to guide her. He should have said hello, he thought, but then he understood that this was better. He had to make sure of what she wanted; she had to learn to stand without him.
Chapter 5
Kay awoke the next morning, feeling like a new woman. She spent extra time on her appearance and headed off to rehearsal. She knew she looked good; she felt a new power, and today she would use it. As she entered the rehearsal area, music stopped, every head but one turned in her direction. Joe screamed without looking up from his notes.
“You’re late, you better be on time from now on,” He added, finishing his statement as his mouth fell open.
“Did you do that last night? Is that where you were?”
“Yes, Liz helped me out. Do you like it?” Kay asked.
“Yes, you look all grown up, very nice. I can work with this; it will play up your image….. drive the boys wild.”
Kay smiled and bowed. “Thank you”. She walked to the stage with cat calls from everyone in the room, as the brothers were looking her over and smiling.
“Damn you look hot,” Marlon said.
“Maybe you kissed a toad last night ‘cause you look like a princess,” Randy added.
“Wow, a day early isn’t it, you’re supposed to do this tomorrow,” Jermaine added. “How are we supposed to get any work done?”
Tito added as he pretended to faint and fall at her feet.
Jackie took her hand. “Your microphone, my queen.”
“Okay enough… from the top of the opening number,” Joe said getting them back on track.
Michael smiled from his hiding spot in the control room; she looked so great and handled the boys wonderfully. He had come to watch their final run through and take notes for Joseph. He found himself instead watching her every move. The dance steps were tough but she handled them with grace. Every once in a while her shirt would sneak up revealing her stomach, or sometimes the swell of her breasts would show. He groaned and made a note ‘cover her up more, too much showing.’ All in all, the rehearsal went smoothly for the first hour, then Jackie missed a step, making Marlon stumble and the first fight was on.
Kay groaned as they began arguing. “Crap, not today and not again,”
Joe added his voice to the fight as two boys stood defiantly before their father. Everyone started yelling how they were not putting up with this or that until Kay screamed into the microphone.
The noise was deafening, as their ears cried for the noise to go away, but everyone stopped to look at her. “Now that I have your attention,” Kay started, “I want you all to shut the hell up and get back to work…..NOW!”
“Baby girl,” Jackie started to say. “My name is Kay or Kathleen. ‘Baby’ is no longer allowed….and I strongly suggest you all fall back in line right now and let’s get this over with… I have plans.” She added the last not knowing exactly why.
“Kay I got this, I don’t need attitude or diva acts from you, too,” Joe said.
“Diva?” Kay returned. “Diva really, well let me teach you about a diva, from this day forward …I… I repeat…I am the leader of this group…. you will behave yourselves and act like professionals, or I am out of here…..Are WE clear?” she asked.
Joe’s mouth fell open. “Now listen here, we are making you, you listen to us.” Jermaine said.
Kay spun to the left glaring him down. “Fine, you want to play that crap with me, then find someone else. I quit…have a great trip,” she added as she stomped out of the room, slamming the door behind her so hard it echoed in the hall.
“What the--?” Joe said.
Michael couldn’t stop laughing as he headed down to the stage. This was priceless.
“Good job,” he said as he reached his brothers.
“Michael,” Joe began “you gotta help us calm her down; she has to go on the tour.”
Michael shook his head. “Not this time guys, you made the mess, you clean it up.”
If Michael wouldn’t help, Joe knew who would. Running to the phone, he called Katherine. By the time they made it home, Katherine had calmed Kay, a meeting was called, apologies to Kay were made, and ground rules set. Kay would travel with the group and they would leave in two days as planned. This time Kay had called the shots, and her “balls” were only getting bigger.
Chapter 6
The house was decorated for the party, music filled the room for dancing, and Kay checked her appearance one last time in the mirror before heading down stairs. Dressing casually, she wore a pair of black dress pants with a deep purple button-down silk shirt. The shirt was a present from Liz. Kay loved it because purple was her favorite color. Her wrist held her most prized possession: a bracelet with a golden heart and her birthstone. It was Michael’s gift to her on her 16th birthday. She cherished it, so she hardly ever took it off. She loved how heavy it was and the jingle it made when she moved. Kay had pulled her hair loosely on top of her head with curls escaping to fall around her face perfectly. Make-up brought out the green hue in her eyes tonight, and they danced and sparkled with merriment.
Looking around at all the guests, Kay became star struck. The Jackson family knew a lot of people, and they had come to wish them a great concert. Kay’s stomach growled, so she headed off to find food and look for Michael. She sat with the children to eat, and smiled at the silly conversations back and forth between the cousins. They were so beautiful, and all of them had that Jackson look to them. There was no denying they belonged here. Kay couldn’t help but wonder where she was going to fit in after they got done with the tour.
“So why is he not coming?”
“I don’t know, Dad said he was busy.”
“Who’s not coming?” Kay asked. “Uncle Michael,” came the reply.
Kay’s heart sank. “But it’s my birthday; he has to come, he promised.”
The rest of the night passed with Kay being introduced to all the guests. They even performed one song to the delight of everyone there. Kay felt horrible, her heart broke more every hour:
‘He really isn’t coming,’ she tought.
It was hard to make it through the night listening to everyone while maintaining a smile. She wanted to run to her room, cry, and fall off the planet. She wanted, no, she needed Michael.
Hours went by. She opened presents, smiled for pictures, and ate cake all while on auto-pilot. Kay had left a long time ago; this was an empty shell, a sad lonely person. No one would understand that.
‘How could he do this to her tonight? He said he cared about her, he said she was always in his heart…was that all a lie?’ Forty-five minutes before the day was over she said her good nights and headed off to bed. She was going to throw herself on her bed and cry herself to sleep. As she entered the room, she found she did not need the lights because beside her bed and across the dresser were lit candles, bathing the room with a soft light. She smelled lavender, and on her bed lay rose pedals with a small box and envelope.
She ran across the room and opened the card to read the sappy birthday wish. Written to the side was: I hope your day was filled with love and special new friends to meet, you are always in my heart, and have a great tour. Love always, Michael. She opened the box and inside was a heart-shaped locket. She opened it, and inside was a picture of her and one of Michael when he was her age. The back was inscribed “You are always in my heart, Love M.J.” Tears came to her eyes as she looked them over.
“Why you could not be here, just like you promised?” she whispered to herself in the empty room.
The voice scared her as it answered, “If nothing else, I am a man of my word.” Michael stepped out from her bathroom, and in his arms he carried a dozen long-stemmed roses.
Kay’s mouth fell open, and she launched herself at him from across the room, screaming in delight. Michael had to drop the roses to catch her; he smiled as he held her in his arms.
Chapter 7
Her sadness was forgotten, replaced with a joy she could not explain. Why did he not come downstairs? Why was he hiding in her room? Why did he stop talking to her? The last thought reminded her of her anger.
She pulled back and looked in his face. “Just where the hell have you been? Why are you avoiding me? Did I say something wrong? Do something…? I thought you were my friend,” she rambled on.
Michael knew he had a lot to answer for. He would explain in time, but first he lifted her chin and gently kissed her forehead, followed by her cheek, moving to her cute little nose, and ending on her pouting lips. “Happy Birthday Kathleen,” he said smiling into her eyes.
“So why is he not coming?”
“I don’t know, Dad said he was busy.”
“Who’s not coming?” Kay asked. “Uncle Michael,” came the reply.
Kay’s heart sank. “But it’s my birthday; he has to come, he promised.”
The rest of the night passed with Kay being introduced to all the guests. They even performed one song to the delight of everyone there. Kay felt horrible, her heart broke more every hour:
‘He really isn’t coming,’ she tought.
It was hard to make it through the night listening to everyone while maintaining a smile. She wanted to run to her room, cry, and fall off the planet. She wanted, no, she needed Michael.
Hours went by. She opened presents, smiled for pictures, and ate cake all while on auto-pilot. Kay had left a long time ago; this was an empty shell, a sad lonely person. No one would understand that.
‘How could he do this to her tonight? He said he cared about her, he said she was always in his heart…was that all a lie?’ Forty-five minutes before the day was over she said her good nights and headed off to bed. She was going to throw herself on her bed and cry herself to sleep. As she entered the room, she found she did not need the lights because beside her bed and across the dresser were lit candles, bathing the room with a soft light. She smelled lavender, and on her bed lay rose pedals with a small box and envelope.
She ran across the room and opened the card to read the sappy birthday wish. Written to the side was: I hope your day was filled with love and special new friends to meet, you are always in my heart, and have a great tour. Love always, Michael. She opened the box and inside was a heart-shaped locket. She opened it, and inside was a picture of her and one of Michael when he was her age. The back was inscribed “You are always in my heart, Love M.J.” Tears came to her eyes as she looked them over.
“Why you could not be here, just like you promised?” she whispered to herself in the empty room.
The voice scared her as it answered, “If nothing else, I am a man of my word.” Michael stepped out from her bathroom, and in his arms he carried a dozen long-stemmed roses.
Kay’s mouth fell open, and she launched herself at him from across the room, screaming in delight. Michael had to drop the roses to catch her; he smiled as he held her in his arms.
Chapter 7
Her sadness was forgotten, replaced with a joy she could not explain. Why did he not come downstairs? Why was he hiding in her room? Why did he stop talking to her? The last thought reminded her of her anger.
She pulled back and looked in his face. “Just where the hell have you been? Why are you avoiding me? Did I say something wrong? Do something…? I thought you were my friend,” she rambled on.
Michael knew he had a lot to answer for. He would explain in time, but first he lifted her chin and gently kissed her forehead, followed by her cheek, moving to her cute little nose, and ending on her pouting lips. “Happy Birthday Kathleen,” he said smiling into her eyes.
Kay couldn’t help but return the smile. “Thank you Michael,” she replied.
He pulled her to the bed and sat beside her. Reaching around her back, he picked up the box and retrieved her necklace. “May I?” he asked.
Kay turned her back to him to allow him the access to put it on her neck. Michael’s hands shook as he clasped the necklace for her. “Let me see,” he ordered.
Kay rose from the bed and stood in front of him.
“Do you like it?” he asked.
“Yes, it is beautiful, I’ll treasure it forever. I seemed to have dropped your flowers.” Kay turned and walked over to the door to retrieve them.
Michael watched her, staring at her bottom as she bent over to pick them up.
Kay turned and smiled at him, then walked back to him. She laid the roses beside him on the bed but continued to stand in front of him. “So,” she added crossing her arms, “where have you been hiding?” She had to know what he was up to.
Michael cleared his throat and began, “I have been busy….and I felt it would be better…or easier for you…if I….if I would just give you some space.” He could not look her in the eyes and turned his attention instead to his hands.
“Easier for me? You thought not talking to me or seeing me would make it easier for me…..BOYS!” she added, borrowing one of Liz’s words. “Did you think I needed space…..or was it really YOU who needed space….I’m not stupid.” She glared back at him.
“I thought it would be easier for me,” he whispered. “I thought I could get you off my mind that way, so I threw myself into the new album. I’m sorry….and no it was not easy,” he added. “Every night I would walk by your door and wonder if you were awake…every night I wanted to come in here and tell you how much you truly mean to me….every night” he added, looking at her helplessly.
Kay stepped up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer.
He returned the embrace by wrapping his arms around her waist. “What do I mean to you?” she whispered against his head.
“More than I can ever tell you; more than I could ever show you,” he said.
“Please Michael….Please try….I need to know, I have to, I am tired of feeling like this…this not knowing…this wondering…this emptiness,” she finished feeling utterly lost.
He raised his hand to cup her face. “I love you…. always have…..could you not see that…..could you not feel it?” he whispered to her as he looked into her eyes.
“I thought it was just me…..yes I feel it….it’s always been you Michael …right here,” she said, covering her heart.
Pulling her face to his, Michael kissed her with a passion she had never felt before. His lips forced hers open beneath his, it was almost brutal. His tongue began to invade her mouth, her head began to spin, and her body responded to him as she fell back with him onto the bed. Michael reached behind her to throw the roses back to the floor, and rolled her over on the bed. They lay side by side as the kiss deepened, and her hands ran through his hair, playing in the curls she loved so much. His hand began roaming over her back and finally to her stomach, then higher until it reached one of her breasts.
She inhaled quickly as his hand covered her breast and began rubbing it, squeezing her nipple through the fabric. She wanted to touch him as well, but was unsure of what to do. She was not in control of her body anymore, Michael was. S he welcomed whatever he decided to do with it.
He broke the kiss and looked down at her face. His hand went to her hair and pulled the clips out that held it in place. His fingers ran through her hair in a vain attempt to straighten it out for her. He wanted it down, and he wanted to see it lying on the blanket with her. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered to her returning to her lips to reclaim them in another kiss.
Kay’s hand moved down his back to his behind, gripping it to pull him closer. His sharp intake of breath told her he liked to have her touching him as well. He broke the kiss again, and his mouth moved to her neck as the feeling of his tongue licking her neck thrilled her more than she thought possible. Kay slid her hand between them and touched the hardness she felt against her leg. His response was to bite on her neck then his tongue reached her shoulders, biting her with gentle nips as his hand began to unbutton her blouse. His lips made a path down her chest until suddenly she felt them take her nipple into his mouth.
The pleasure she felt consumed her body, as he sucked and licked her nipples to a hard peak. She could not contain the moans that escaped from her lips at his sweet torture. ‘Oh God yes,’ her mind screamed.
Michael gripped her hips to pull her back on top of him. She easily went, and as her hair flew into disarray around her face, she could feel his erection between her legs, the thought of it driving her wild with anticipation.
“Baby, stop, we have to stop” he begged her.
“No Michael, please don’t say that.” She leaned down to kiss him again.
He lifted his body to a sitting position holding her straddling his lap, her legs wrapped around his back. He never broke her last kiss, running his hands through her hair again. “Not here baby…..not yet,” he whispered as their kiss ended against her lips. “I won’t treat you like this.”
“I want you to,” she murmured.
Groaning, he kissed her again, pulling her closer to his body. She felt him pulling her shirt closed. “Kay… deep breath okay….I need you to think clearly….this is my mother’s house….we have to stop.”
Kay wondered if anyone had heard her moans, and it was like an immediate cold shower. “Oh my God,” she said, jumping up and off him and then off the bed. She would die if anyone heard.
“I’m sorry, I got caught up in the moment…I forgot, too…..then I thought I heard someone in the hall,” he started explaining. “I didn’t want someone to walk in is all….Do you understand?” Kay nodded. “Give me a second…you um…. might want to cover back up,” he said as she watched him walk toward her bathroom.
Kay sat on the bed, buttoned her shirt, and then straightened her hair. She needed to run a brush through her hair; she walked across the room to retrieve it. “Did someone turn on the heaters?” she thought as she fixed her hair. Michael returned shortly, strolling to the room. Kay could not seem to look into his eyes; she was so embarrassed by what almost took place. She was not really sure of what all of it meant.
He joined her and sat on her bed. “Hi,” he whispered to her.
“Hello yourself,” she returned shyly.
“Do you see what I meant now? Do you see why I had to stay away? Look at me,” he begged.
Kay glanced at him. “Yes I see why…you didn’t trust yourself not to do what we just did. Right?”
“That would be correct,” he answered. “I have wanted you for a long time… you were so young…you know it’s not so easy to act like a gentleman….with someone a beautiful as you,” he added.
“I thought after time you would meet someone else and get over this crush you had on me….then that morning I kissed you, I didn’t want you to….I understood then…..I saw it in your eyes…..I felt it as well.” Michael groaned. “It so hard to want to touch someone and know it’s wrong…..You were still underaged. God, am I making sense?”
Kay cleared her throat, “I get it. I know what you mean…..it would have been wrong…..I’m sorry if I made it hard for you,” Kay said softly. “But I am still not sorry,” she added and started to giggle. “That was amazing… I never thought being with someone could make you feel so many things at once…..You were amazing! When can we….you know….finish?” she continued. “I want to know everything, I want to feel everything.”
Michael laughed with her, “I guess we will have to make some plans then, how about after the tour?”
“Eleven months? You expect me to wait eleven months?” she wailed.
“Won’t that make it more special?” he asked. He smiled at her groan “I won’t make love with you till our wedding night that is how it is supposed to be.”
Kay looked at him, shocked. “Are you asking me to marry you?”
“Ummmm,” he answered, “Is that a yes?”
Kay threw herself into his arms. “Oh God, yes! Michael, yes…..you will never regret it!”
“I do already,” he groaned as the pain ripped through him from her hitting him in the groin as she leaped across the bed.
“Oops, sorry,” she said, covering his face with kisses. ‘Kathleen Jackson--Kay Jackson. Yes, that sounded great,’ she thought.
The pleasure she felt consumed her body, as he sucked and licked her nipples to a hard peak. She could not contain the moans that escaped from her lips at his sweet torture. ‘Oh God yes,’ her mind screamed.
Michael gripped her hips to pull her back on top of him. She easily went, and as her hair flew into disarray around her face, she could feel his erection between her legs, the thought of it driving her wild with anticipation.
“Baby, stop, we have to stop” he begged her.
“No Michael, please don’t say that.” She leaned down to kiss him again.
He lifted his body to a sitting position holding her straddling his lap, her legs wrapped around his back. He never broke her last kiss, running his hands through her hair again. “Not here baby…..not yet,” he whispered as their kiss ended against her lips. “I won’t treat you like this.”
“I want you to,” she murmured.
Groaning, he kissed her again, pulling her closer to his body. She felt him pulling her shirt closed. “Kay… deep breath okay….I need you to think clearly….this is my mother’s house….we have to stop.”
Kay wondered if anyone had heard her moans, and it was like an immediate cold shower. “Oh my God,” she said, jumping up and off him and then off the bed. She would die if anyone heard.
“I’m sorry, I got caught up in the moment…I forgot, too…..then I thought I heard someone in the hall,” he started explaining. “I didn’t want someone to walk in is all….Do you understand?” Kay nodded. “Give me a second…you um…. might want to cover back up,” he said as she watched him walk toward her bathroom.
Kay sat on the bed, buttoned her shirt, and then straightened her hair. She needed to run a brush through her hair; she walked across the room to retrieve it. “Did someone turn on the heaters?” she thought as she fixed her hair. Michael returned shortly, strolling to the room. Kay could not seem to look into his eyes; she was so embarrassed by what almost took place. She was not really sure of what all of it meant.
He joined her and sat on her bed. “Hi,” he whispered to her.
“Hello yourself,” she returned shyly.
“Do you see what I meant now? Do you see why I had to stay away? Look at me,” he begged.
Kay glanced at him. “Yes I see why…you didn’t trust yourself not to do what we just did. Right?”
“That would be correct,” he answered. “I have wanted you for a long time… you were so young…you know it’s not so easy to act like a gentleman….with someone a beautiful as you,” he added.
“I thought after time you would meet someone else and get over this crush you had on me….then that morning I kissed you, I didn’t want you to….I understood then…..I saw it in your eyes…..I felt it as well.” Michael groaned. “It so hard to want to touch someone and know it’s wrong…..You were still underaged. God, am I making sense?”
Kay cleared her throat, “I get it. I know what you mean…..it would have been wrong…..I’m sorry if I made it hard for you,” Kay said softly. “But I am still not sorry,” she added and started to giggle. “That was amazing… I never thought being with someone could make you feel so many things at once…..You were amazing! When can we….you know….finish?” she continued. “I want to know everything, I want to feel everything.”
Michael laughed with her, “I guess we will have to make some plans then, how about after the tour?”
“Eleven months? You expect me to wait eleven months?” she wailed.
“Won’t that make it more special?” he asked. He smiled at her groan “I won’t make love with you till our wedding night that is how it is supposed to be.”
Kay looked at him, shocked. “Are you asking me to marry you?”
“Ummmm,” he answered, “Is that a yes?”
Kay threw herself into his arms. “Oh God, yes! Michael, yes…..you will never regret it!”
“I do already,” he groaned as the pain ripped through him from her hitting him in the groin as she leaped across the bed.
“Oops, sorry,” she said, covering his face with kisses. ‘Kathleen Jackson--Kay Jackson. Yes, that sounded great,’ she thought.
Chapter 8
They spent the rest of the night watching television, making plans, and laughing together before falling asleep together side by side. The alarm sounded much too early. Kay leaned over Michael to shut it off, and his arms slid around her in a morning hug. Kay laid her head on his chest and smiled. Soon she would be his wife, and the thought filled her with happiness.
Michael played with her hair. “Will you get into the shower?” he asked.
Groaning, Kay slid out of the bed and headed for the bathroom. She hurried to get ready, only to return to her room to find it empty. “Now, where did he go?” she thought and went in search of him.
She headed downstairs and heard Katherine say, “But she is so young, are you sure?”
“Positive,” Michael responded. “I love her; you know she loves me. I am giving her plenty of time to think about it. We’re not rushing into it.”
“You two haven’t… you know….you didn’t…?” his mother said with worry in her voice.
“Never in your house, mother. I respect you too much for that,” Michael countered. “Only after we are married.”
“Well then I wish you both happiness,” she said jumping up to hug her son. “I love you so.”
“And I love you mother.”
Kay cleared her throat to let them know she was in the area.
“Here she is,” Michael said, holding his hand out to her.
Katherine gathered her into her arms. “I am so happy for you both….we will have so much fun making plans, when you get back.”
“Nope, that won’t work. We have to get married the day she gets back,” Michael said smiling at her.
“Oh my goodness, what are we going to do then?” Katherine fussed.
“I’ll make the plans with you,” Michael said.
“Really, are you going to try on the dress and all the girlie stuff as well?” she teased.
“So we will join them on the road from time to time,” he countered.
Katherine smiled “Oh I can’t wait! Don’t you worry. We will figure out all the details.”
Saying good-bye was harder than she thought. His family had taken the news with hardly any surprise at all, and all of them were wishing them the best. His brothers teased them a bit, but all in all seemed thrilled she would join the family in the end. Michael had promised to get her ring to her soon, meaning he would join them shortly on the road, but he just didn’t say when. Katherine made it her mission to start talking to designers to build Kay the perfect wedding gown. They would meet with her at some point when they returned to the States during the tour. The tour was starting off in Australia and then motor all over the world. Kay was looking forward to seeing new parts of the world, but thought how much better it would be if here were coming.
She held him tightly, afraid to let go. “I won’t say good-bye,” she said to him.
“Never, let’s say, see you soon. I’ll join you here and there all the time; you’ll get sick of me yet.”
Kay’s heart leaped as Michael bent down to kiss her lips. He gave her a light peck and straightened back up.
“Is that the best you can do? Randy teased.
“Here Mike, let me show you how it’s done,” Marlon offered.
Kay smiled, “That was a bit weak.”
“Weak, really?” Michael retorted. He grabbed her back into his arms and placed a kiss on her that left her knees weak. His tongue explored her mouth as they held tightly onto each other. Encouraged by the whoops and hollers from his brothers, Michael gripped her bottom as well.
“Oh hell,” Joe said coming to the car, “Get a room.”
Ending their kiss, Michael smiled, “Soon baby girl, soon.” Michael helped her into the car which was good, because she suddenly knew what weak in the knees truly meant.
“Never in your house, mother. I respect you too much for that,” Michael countered. “Only after we are married.”
“Well then I wish you both happiness,” she said jumping up to hug her son. “I love you so.”
“And I love you mother.”
Kay cleared her throat to let them know she was in the area.
“Here she is,” Michael said, holding his hand out to her.
Katherine gathered her into her arms. “I am so happy for you both….we will have so much fun making plans, when you get back.”
“Nope, that won’t work. We have to get married the day she gets back,” Michael said smiling at her.
“Oh my goodness, what are we going to do then?” Katherine fussed.
“I’ll make the plans with you,” Michael said.
“Really, are you going to try on the dress and all the girlie stuff as well?” she teased.
“So we will join them on the road from time to time,” he countered.
Katherine smiled “Oh I can’t wait! Don’t you worry. We will figure out all the details.”
Saying good-bye was harder than she thought. His family had taken the news with hardly any surprise at all, and all of them were wishing them the best. His brothers teased them a bit, but all in all seemed thrilled she would join the family in the end. Michael had promised to get her ring to her soon, meaning he would join them shortly on the road, but he just didn’t say when. Katherine made it her mission to start talking to designers to build Kay the perfect wedding gown. They would meet with her at some point when they returned to the States during the tour. The tour was starting off in Australia and then motor all over the world. Kay was looking forward to seeing new parts of the world, but thought how much better it would be if here were coming.
She held him tightly, afraid to let go. “I won’t say good-bye,” she said to him.
“Never, let’s say, see you soon. I’ll join you here and there all the time; you’ll get sick of me yet.”
Kay’s heart leaped as Michael bent down to kiss her lips. He gave her a light peck and straightened back up.
“Is that the best you can do? Randy teased.
“Here Mike, let me show you how it’s done,” Marlon offered.
Kay smiled, “That was a bit weak.”
“Weak, really?” Michael retorted. He grabbed her back into his arms and placed a kiss on her that left her knees weak. His tongue explored her mouth as they held tightly onto each other. Encouraged by the whoops and hollers from his brothers, Michael gripped her bottom as well.
“Oh hell,” Joe said coming to the car, “Get a room.”
Ending their kiss, Michael smiled, “Soon baby girl, soon.” Michael helped her into the car which was good, because she suddenly knew what weak in the knees truly meant.
Chapter 9
Their tour was going smoothly. The boys were having a blast, and fights were at an all time low. She managed to talk to Michael almost every night on the phone. She worried about how much the calls were costing him, since sometimes they would fall asleep still on the line to each other. Michael laughed when she asked him. His response was that he could handle the cost and for her not to worry about such silly things. Nights she didn’t hear from him left her sad, but then she knew he was busy working on his new album.
“Dangerous” was the title, and she would giggle as he didn’t seem so dangerous to her, even though at times she wanted him to be. She longed to hold him in her arms and touch his beautiful face.
Michael would remind her, “Had you met me when I was your age you would have thought I was ugly.” He had put that picture in her locket to make that very point.
Kay would stare at it and think, ‘He was not ugly. His kindness still showed in his eyes, and his smile was still unmistakable. I would have still loved him; he was still beautiful.’
Tomorrow, they would end their overseas tour in London. The group had a press conference that morning. Kay usually did not go with them, but this time Joe insisted. She was making quite a name for herself. While their crowd was filled with the usual Jackson fans, they also had a new supply of gentlemen coming just for her. She laughed because she had never been asked for her hand in marriage so many times. The fun was in meeting them all. They were all so nice and sweet to her, so she never minded signing autographs and posing for pictures.
“The fans support us. They always have,” Jermaine told her. “But you have to watch out for the press. They like to twist everything.”
Kay already knew this from talking to Michael; they made up such stupid stories about him.
‘Well, they won’t get me,’ Kay vowed.
They had decided it was not the right time to announce their engagement.
Michael would make the decision about when the time was right, and all she had to do for this conference was talk about the music. “I can do that,” she said.
The next morning found them sitting behind a large table. Kay sat between Marlon and Randy, and they made her feel safe. The room was packed with members of the press. Journalists were recording and snapping pictures and trying to get their questions answered before the news conference even began. Kay was nervous and scared; everything was so overwhelming.
Randy smiled at her and whispered, “It never changes.”
“First off, let me say on behalf of the Jackson family, we are pleased to be here in London,” Joe began. “We will answer questions in a calm order, so if it is not your turn please don’t shout them out.”
Members of the road crew were mixed in with the crowd in an effort to keep things in order. Kay was grateful that most of the questions were answered by the men.
“This one is for the newest member. Good morning Kay.”
“Morning,” Kay responded, sitting up closer to the microphone.
“I wanted to know, how it feels to be a part of the Jackson history.”
“I am in awe of these guys, they work so hard, and they have taught me so much. It has been a wonderful adventure, and I love every moment of it.”
“This is to Kay as well,” another reporter began. “Any special fellows in your life right now?”
Kay blushed, “Not yet, I’m still young and looking,” Kay added with a wink.
The reporter blushed and the room chuckled as Kay sat back pleased. They moved back to questioning the brothers, and Kay was grateful again.
Marlon was asked what he thought of her. “She is a special girl,” he said holding her hand. “We are so lucky to have found her, and we think of her as a kid sister.” Cameras flashed.
“Kay, you must get lonely hanging out with all these guys.”
“No they are fun, we kid around, and - like Marlon said- they treat me like they do their sisters; I adore them all.” The questions came over and over until finally, the reporters were satisfied. Kay had never been happier to escape back to her room, as she needed a nap. She awoke a few hours later to the ringing of the phone. She answered to find Michael on the other end.
“Marlon? Are you serious…why are you holding his hand and staring at his face? Is there something going on there I need to know about?” he was almost screaming in her ear.
“What are you talking about?” she countered.
“It’s all over the news: They’re talking about this special romance between you two…I warned you how they could be,” Michael continued.
“Stop!”she screamed back. “I would never betray you. You can’t believe this crap…you know the media…Oh my God, you’re jealous…Michael Jackson- heart stopping Michael- is jealous of little ole me…I’m absolutely speechless,” Kay said. A knock sounded at the door, and she opened it to see Marlon standing there with a newspaper in his hand. “I heard,” she said handing him the phone. “It’s Michael. Tell him I am done talking to him ‘til he sees reason.” Kay handed him the phone and stalked off to the shower.
The shower did little to calm her. When she came back into the room, Marlon was lying on the bed laughing into the phone. Whatever he said to Michael had made it okay. She, however, was not so calm. “Yeah, she’s out, looking pissed…ummmm yellow….hahahaha, no you got to do that…no way man… Millions wouldn’t be enough…I love you too,” Marlon said.
He walked over to Kay. “I did my part. He is thinking with his head again, but you two need to talk,” Marlon added as he walked out laughing.
Kay walked over to the phone and slammed the receiver down as hard as she could. “Talk to that,” she said angrily.
Chapter 10
New York City was beautiful: the city was so busy with so many people around. Checking in, Kay left instructions: ‘No calls to the room, absolutely no one.’ She was still pissed at Michael, and he would not get away with his distrust of her so easily. Katherine met them for dinner and was abuzz with all the plans already made. Obviously, Michael hadn’t cancelled the wedding yet.
In the morning, Katherine arranged for them to meet with a designer, who she insisted was perfect. “Yeah, sounds great,” Kay murmured. Kay was moody, and not many knew why.
Marlon did of course, but he was not going to say anything. He kept her secret, and Kay loved him more for that. The other brothers assumed it was just ‘that time of the month.’
Excusing herself, she headed for her room. Again, she found herself walking into a room lit up with candles.
She groaned, “Come out of where you’re hiding Michael, candles can’t fix everything.”
Slipping his arms around her waist from behind, he surprised her, as he had followed her into the room. “Maybe this will,” he said as he spun her around and crushed her lips in a kiss. Kay’s anger melted away. He felt so good pressed against her, and she found herself pulling him closer.
'Yes, that will,' she thought as she allowed him to press her against the wall. He used the wall to lift her, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, running her hands through his hair, demanding all he would give her. Their tongues danced together, and the room seemed to spin out of control, but she held on tightly.
“You need to tell me to stop,” Michael warned her.
“Like hell I will….you don’t have that option tonight,” she groaned back.
Groaning deep in his throat, Michael carried her to the bed and tossed her on it. He strolled across her room and added the ‘Do not disturb’ sign to the outside of the door before shutting and locking it firmly. “Last chance to change your mind,” he said as he looked at her.
Kay kneeled in the middle of the bed, holding her arms out in front of her and motioned him to come on with her fingers. He strolled back to the bed and pulled her up to him.
“You have been a bad girl,” he whispered.
“Spank me,” she challenged. Her arms flew around his neck and pulled him down on top of her.
His lips searched hers out and the kiss sealed the promise. ‘Shamone,’ he thought.
Michael would remind her, “Had you met me when I was your age you would have thought I was ugly.” He had put that picture in her locket to make that very point.
Kay would stare at it and think, ‘He was not ugly. His kindness still showed in his eyes, and his smile was still unmistakable. I would have still loved him; he was still beautiful.’
Tomorrow, they would end their overseas tour in London. The group had a press conference that morning. Kay usually did not go with them, but this time Joe insisted. She was making quite a name for herself. While their crowd was filled with the usual Jackson fans, they also had a new supply of gentlemen coming just for her. She laughed because she had never been asked for her hand in marriage so many times. The fun was in meeting them all. They were all so nice and sweet to her, so she never minded signing autographs and posing for pictures.
“The fans support us. They always have,” Jermaine told her. “But you have to watch out for the press. They like to twist everything.”
Kay already knew this from talking to Michael; they made up such stupid stories about him.
‘Well, they won’t get me,’ Kay vowed.
They had decided it was not the right time to announce their engagement.
Michael would make the decision about when the time was right, and all she had to do for this conference was talk about the music. “I can do that,” she said.
The next morning found them sitting behind a large table. Kay sat between Marlon and Randy, and they made her feel safe. The room was packed with members of the press. Journalists were recording and snapping pictures and trying to get their questions answered before the news conference even began. Kay was nervous and scared; everything was so overwhelming.
Randy smiled at her and whispered, “It never changes.”
“First off, let me say on behalf of the Jackson family, we are pleased to be here in London,” Joe began. “We will answer questions in a calm order, so if it is not your turn please don’t shout them out.”
Members of the road crew were mixed in with the crowd in an effort to keep things in order. Kay was grateful that most of the questions were answered by the men.
“This one is for the newest member. Good morning Kay.”
“Morning,” Kay responded, sitting up closer to the microphone.
“I wanted to know, how it feels to be a part of the Jackson history.”
“I am in awe of these guys, they work so hard, and they have taught me so much. It has been a wonderful adventure, and I love every moment of it.”
“This is to Kay as well,” another reporter began. “Any special fellows in your life right now?”
Kay blushed, “Not yet, I’m still young and looking,” Kay added with a wink.
The reporter blushed and the room chuckled as Kay sat back pleased. They moved back to questioning the brothers, and Kay was grateful again.
Marlon was asked what he thought of her. “She is a special girl,” he said holding her hand. “We are so lucky to have found her, and we think of her as a kid sister.” Cameras flashed.
“Kay, you must get lonely hanging out with all these guys.”
“No they are fun, we kid around, and - like Marlon said- they treat me like they do their sisters; I adore them all.” The questions came over and over until finally, the reporters were satisfied. Kay had never been happier to escape back to her room, as she needed a nap. She awoke a few hours later to the ringing of the phone. She answered to find Michael on the other end.
“Marlon? Are you serious…why are you holding his hand and staring at his face? Is there something going on there I need to know about?” he was almost screaming in her ear.
“What are you talking about?” she countered.
“It’s all over the news: They’re talking about this special romance between you two…I warned you how they could be,” Michael continued.
“Stop!”she screamed back. “I would never betray you. You can’t believe this crap…you know the media…Oh my God, you’re jealous…Michael Jackson- heart stopping Michael- is jealous of little ole me…I’m absolutely speechless,” Kay said. A knock sounded at the door, and she opened it to see Marlon standing there with a newspaper in his hand. “I heard,” she said handing him the phone. “It’s Michael. Tell him I am done talking to him ‘til he sees reason.” Kay handed him the phone and stalked off to the shower.
The shower did little to calm her. When she came back into the room, Marlon was lying on the bed laughing into the phone. Whatever he said to Michael had made it okay. She, however, was not so calm. “Yeah, she’s out, looking pissed…ummmm yellow….hahahaha, no you got to do that…no way man… Millions wouldn’t be enough…I love you too,” Marlon said.
He walked over to Kay. “I did my part. He is thinking with his head again, but you two need to talk,” Marlon added as he walked out laughing.
Kay walked over to the phone and slammed the receiver down as hard as she could. “Talk to that,” she said angrily.
Chapter 10
New York City was beautiful: the city was so busy with so many people around. Checking in, Kay left instructions: ‘No calls to the room, absolutely no one.’ She was still pissed at Michael, and he would not get away with his distrust of her so easily. Katherine met them for dinner and was abuzz with all the plans already made. Obviously, Michael hadn’t cancelled the wedding yet.
In the morning, Katherine arranged for them to meet with a designer, who she insisted was perfect. “Yeah, sounds great,” Kay murmured. Kay was moody, and not many knew why.
Marlon did of course, but he was not going to say anything. He kept her secret, and Kay loved him more for that. The other brothers assumed it was just ‘that time of the month.’
Excusing herself, she headed for her room. Again, she found herself walking into a room lit up with candles.
She groaned, “Come out of where you’re hiding Michael, candles can’t fix everything.”
Slipping his arms around her waist from behind, he surprised her, as he had followed her into the room. “Maybe this will,” he said as he spun her around and crushed her lips in a kiss. Kay’s anger melted away. He felt so good pressed against her, and she found herself pulling him closer.
'Yes, that will,' she thought as she allowed him to press her against the wall. He used the wall to lift her, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, running her hands through his hair, demanding all he would give her. Their tongues danced together, and the room seemed to spin out of control, but she held on tightly.
“You need to tell me to stop,” Michael warned her.
“Like hell I will….you don’t have that option tonight,” she groaned back.
Groaning deep in his throat, Michael carried her to the bed and tossed her on it. He strolled across her room and added the ‘Do not disturb’ sign to the outside of the door before shutting and locking it firmly. “Last chance to change your mind,” he said as he looked at her.
Kay kneeled in the middle of the bed, holding her arms out in front of her and motioned him to come on with her fingers. He strolled back to the bed and pulled her up to him.
“You have been a bad girl,” he whispered.
“Spank me,” she challenged. Her arms flew around his neck and pulled him down on top of her.
His lips searched hers out and the kiss sealed the promise. ‘Shamone,’ he thought.
Chapter 11
Kay could not believe his hands could be in so many places at once. She could feel them running through her hair, down her face, and on her chest squeezing her breasts. Her mind was floating in a cloud she never wanted to come down from. His tongue battled with hers, then ran down her neck. She licked and bit on his neck when his lips moved from hers. Pulling her to a sitting position, he pulled her shirt over her head. She responded by removing his as well as they looked into each other’s eyes. Slowly, his hands slid behind her back and released her breasts from their bondage. He laid her back on the bed, and his mouth sought out her breasts, teasing and sucking them into hard peaks, making sure to show them both the attention they craved.
Kay moaned and rubbed his shoulders, as his mouth moved down her stomach until it reached her navel. He pushed his tongue in the small hole, and Kay gasped. She could feel him begin to unzip her pants, and moving to a kneeling between her legs he lifted her hips to remove them. He fell to her side and began kissing her wildly, while she rolled to face him, pulling him tight. The feel of his skin on her breasts was more pleasurable than she could have ever imagined.
She rubbed her hand against the hardness between his legs, and he groaned in her mouth, taking a sharp breath. Excited by his response, she rose above him and unzipped his pants as well, pulling them down his legs like she saw him do. She was surprised to find there was no underwear to keep her from seeing his manhood. She was shocked at the size staring back at her, and Michael smiled at her reaction.
“Touch me,” he demanded, placing her hand around his shaft. Slowly, he instructed her how to move her hand up and down the length. She enjoyed watching his face as he threw his head back in wild abandonment. He moaned and moved his hips against her hand, and she was thrilled she had evoked such a response from him. “Kiss me,” he begged pulling her back on top of him.
He rolled her on her back and started licking her body again. Lower and lower his head moved, until he reached her womanhood throbbing with desire for him. Easily, he slid her panties off her hips and his mouth sought out the target he so wanted to taste.
Shock shot through Kay’s body as he took her clitoris into his mouth and sucked on it gently. Her hands found his head to pull him away but he pinned them to her sides.
He continued his assault on her: licking, biting, sucking, and her hips began to move in a rhythm she didn’t know she possessed. He released her hands and she dug them in his hair as she ground her hips in his face. He easily matched her thrusts, driving her wild with pleasure. His finger entered her wet, waiting warmth, and she gasped at the feeling this move had brought her to.
Her head began to toss back and forth, as he continued to move his finger in and out while licking her. He drove her near the edge of reason. She cried out as she reached her first orgasm, while her legs shook, and the room spun.
Releasing his grip on her, Michael rose above her between her legs. He slowly entered her welcome wetness, and her breath caught in her throat as pain ripped through her body. Michael froze, “Just relax; I don’t want it to hurt you,” he whispered. He stayed buried deep within her despite finding it hard not to move, as her womanhood was so tight it pressed against him. He began kissing her to take her mind back to pleasure. He moved to her breast and her hips began to move against him again. Slowly, he started to move, kissing her deeply as he held her close.
The pain began to diminish and her groans became louder as she griped his buttocks and matched the slow pace he had begun. Demanding more, she began to throw her hips higher; she wanted more, she wanted all of him. He began to force himself in, stretching her inner walls further, and she grasped at the soft pain as it turned into a fire she needed him to quench.
His hips began to move faster as he drove inside her harder. Her legs were on fire, and the room began to spin again. She cried out as again she reached her peak. Her muscles contracted around his penis. He groaned and shoved himself deeply inside her. His seed spilled as he came with her, finally collapsing on top of her.
Kay wrapped her arms around his back and smiled in his neck. “Wow,” she whispered.
Michael rolled to her side and gathered her close. “Still mad at me?” he asked.
“Was I mad? I don’t remember that,” she said.
“Must have been someone else,” he returned.
“Yup,” she said yawning. There they lay until the morning, holding each other.
Kay wrapped her arms around his back and smiled in his neck. “Wow,” she whispered.
Michael rolled to her side and gathered her close. “Still mad at me?” he asked.
“Was I mad? I don’t remember that,” she said.
“Must have been someone else,” he returned.
“Yup,” she said yawning. There they lay until the morning, holding each other.
Chapter 12
“Open this door right this minute,” Katherine said as she pounded on it.
Michael and Kay’s eyes opened immediately. “Oh shit,” they both said. Kay grabbed her clothes and headed to the bathroom. “Coward,” he hissed after her. Quickly he dressed throwing the blanket off to the side to cover up evidence of their love-making the night before. “Coming,” he called to the closed door.
Michael smiled at his mother as she strolled in, taking in the room. To his horror she was accompanied by his father as well as his brothers. “Jesus…what the hell?” he started.
“Watch your mouth,” Katherine reprimanded.
Michael closed the door behind his family and sunk into the chair. His brothers’ faces said it all, and he knew they were caught red-handed. ‘How embarrassing is this?’ he thought to himself.
He snapped to attention when he mother demanded, “Where is Kay?” He pointed to the bathroom as his brothers snickered, “This is priceless.”
“Kay,” Katherine said as she knocked on the door. “I want to talk to you now, so open the door and let me in.” Kay unlocked it and stood back as Katherine entered.
“You dog,” Jermaine said, smiling at his younger brother.
Michael held up his hands, “Please not you guys, too…this is bad enough, okay.”
“I have to know,” Marlon said, “Is she still mad at you?”
They all burst into laughter. “No way, she forgave him,” Randy added.
“After he got his spanking,” Tito added. His words caused more laughter around the room.
Michael covered his face in embarrassment. “Please don’t do this.”
Joe came to his rescue. “Knock it off, go find something else to do.” The brothers whined but left the room after protests. “It’s okay, they’re gone,” he informed Michael.
Michael looked up at his father gratefully. “Thank you,” he added.
“She’s okay, right?” Joe asked, looking concerned.
Michael nodded.
“Okay then, see you later,” Joe said and walked to the door. He reached out to Michael on the chair and gave his shoulder a squeeze before walking out.
Katherine drilled Kay. “He didn’t hurt you too bad did he?”
“No, he was gentle.
“I should have talked to you before now, I blame myself.”
“It’s not your fault.”
“Did he use protection?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Oh my Lord…we have to get you on something today…I’ll call a doctor and make an appointment.”
Kay was confused. “Why, I’m not sick?”
“What if you’re pregnant now?” Katherine asked.
Kay smiled as this reason had never crossed her mind. ‘Michael’s baby.’ The thought made her happy. “Would they tell me today, if I was pregnant?”
Katherine took a deep breath, “No child, it takes months to find out for sure. I am talking about birth control to keep it from happening.”
“Isn’t that our decision to make?” she countered.
“Oh my God, Michael!” Katherine screamed, throwing open the door.
Kay followed her in the room and was surprised to find him alone. “Tell me you used protection with this child,” Katherine screamed at him.
Michael shook his head in denial. “I thought you were smarter than that….she’s still a child.
“I am not,” Kay piped up defending herself.
Katherine turned to her, “Turning 18 does not make you a woman.”
“I know that,” Kay said softly, “Last night did.” Tears began to form in her eyes. Last night had been beautiful, and they were ruining it for her.
Michael jumped to her side seeing her tears. “Stop it mother, stop it now…enough.” Katherine’s mouth fell open as Michael had never yelled at her.
She cleared her throat, “What if she is carrying you baby right now?” she added softly. “The wedding is six months away…I’m sorry, I just don’t want another grandchild born out of wedlock.”
Michael understood his mother’s plea. “Then we just move it up, we do it as soon as possible.”
Katherine smiled, “Congratulations then, I’m happy for you both.” She kissed Kay on the cheek and left them to themselves.
“Morning, baby,” Michael said.
Kay let out the breath she had been holding. “Wow Michael, your life is never dull.”
Laughing, he walked across the room coming back to her side, and he held out a small box. “Here’s your ring.” he said.
“Wow, how romantic,” she said drily.
Michael fell to one knee “Kay, baby, will you marry me?”
Kay laughed, “That’s better!”
Michael closed the door behind his family and sunk into the chair. His brothers’ faces said it all, and he knew they were caught red-handed. ‘How embarrassing is this?’ he thought to himself.
He snapped to attention when he mother demanded, “Where is Kay?” He pointed to the bathroom as his brothers snickered, “This is priceless.”
“Kay,” Katherine said as she knocked on the door. “I want to talk to you now, so open the door and let me in.” Kay unlocked it and stood back as Katherine entered.
“You dog,” Jermaine said, smiling at his younger brother.
Michael held up his hands, “Please not you guys, too…this is bad enough, okay.”
“I have to know,” Marlon said, “Is she still mad at you?”
They all burst into laughter. “No way, she forgave him,” Randy added.
“After he got his spanking,” Tito added. His words caused more laughter around the room.
Michael covered his face in embarrassment. “Please don’t do this.”
Joe came to his rescue. “Knock it off, go find something else to do.” The brothers whined but left the room after protests. “It’s okay, they’re gone,” he informed Michael.
Michael looked up at his father gratefully. “Thank you,” he added.
“She’s okay, right?” Joe asked, looking concerned.
Michael nodded.
“Okay then, see you later,” Joe said and walked to the door. He reached out to Michael on the chair and gave his shoulder a squeeze before walking out.
Katherine drilled Kay. “He didn’t hurt you too bad did he?”
“No, he was gentle.
“I should have talked to you before now, I blame myself.”
“It’s not your fault.”
“Did he use protection?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Oh my Lord…we have to get you on something today…I’ll call a doctor and make an appointment.”
Kay was confused. “Why, I’m not sick?”
“What if you’re pregnant now?” Katherine asked.
Kay smiled as this reason had never crossed her mind. ‘Michael’s baby.’ The thought made her happy. “Would they tell me today, if I was pregnant?”
Katherine took a deep breath, “No child, it takes months to find out for sure. I am talking about birth control to keep it from happening.”
“Isn’t that our decision to make?” she countered.
“Oh my God, Michael!” Katherine screamed, throwing open the door.
Kay followed her in the room and was surprised to find him alone. “Tell me you used protection with this child,” Katherine screamed at him.
Michael shook his head in denial. “I thought you were smarter than that….she’s still a child.
“I am not,” Kay piped up defending herself.
Katherine turned to her, “Turning 18 does not make you a woman.”
“I know that,” Kay said softly, “Last night did.” Tears began to form in her eyes. Last night had been beautiful, and they were ruining it for her.
Michael jumped to her side seeing her tears. “Stop it mother, stop it now…enough.” Katherine’s mouth fell open as Michael had never yelled at her.
She cleared her throat, “What if she is carrying you baby right now?” she added softly. “The wedding is six months away…I’m sorry, I just don’t want another grandchild born out of wedlock.”
Michael understood his mother’s plea. “Then we just move it up, we do it as soon as possible.”
Katherine smiled, “Congratulations then, I’m happy for you both.” She kissed Kay on the cheek and left them to themselves.
“Morning, baby,” Michael said.
Kay let out the breath she had been holding. “Wow Michael, your life is never dull.”
Laughing, he walked across the room coming back to her side, and he held out a small box. “Here’s your ring.” he said.
“Wow, how romantic,” she said drily.
Michael fell to one knee “Kay, baby, will you marry me?”
Kay laughed, “That’s better!”
Chapter 13
The rest of the tour continued. Michael and Kay decided not to get married yet, and to elope should she turn out to be pregnant. Katherine seemed to accept this answer and the wedding plans continued. Kay was sad to learn she was in fact not with child, but Michael promised her their house would be full of kids after they were married. He had moved into Neverland, and she would join him there after their wedding--upon Katherine’s insistence.
Michael talked their new home up to Kay, and she was delighted to think of their dreamy retreat from the real world. They would share their lives with children around the world, helping those who were sick, and making a difference in the lives of children who needed them. They both had a special place in their hearts for children. They were going to make this world a better place. All children deserved the chance to be themselves and to keep magic in their hearts.
The media continued spreading the horrible lies about her, making her seem like some whore. Michael continued to hear he was weird because of his love of people. They even had an awful pet name they used for him; Kay fumed every time she heard it. If anyone of them ever were to say it to her face she knew she would beat the crap out of them.
‘Why do they spread such lies?’ she thought. She no longer granted interviews to reporters, and the rumors grew more intense every day. The fans, as always, showed the family their love as they promised they would never believe such slander. Kay was so impressed with the fans for that. Michael always said he had the greatest fans in the world. He was right.
The tour finally ended in California, they were home, and Kay could feel freedom beckoning her. Soon she would run away to Neverland. No one could ever hurt her there: it was magical, and it was perfect. She dreamed of a story book life where they would live happily ever after; far, far away.
The concert went smoothly. The fans, as usual, danced and sang with them, their screams echoing in the arena. Kay played around and danced, enjoying their time with the fans. Finally, it was time for their last song. I’ll Be There began to play, and Kay began her part as the crowd screamed and sang along with her. Kay waited for Jermaine to finish his part, when suddenly, she realized her microphone had been turned off. Panicked, she looked over to Marlon, who put his finger to his lips. He told her to be silent and motioned for her to come to him.
“What the heck?”
The spotlight shot to the left of the stage, and Michael strolled out singing, “Let me fill your heart with joy and laughter, Togetherness is all I’m after, whenever you need me I’ll be there.” Kay stepped back into the line with his brothers singing the backup lines.
The crowd lost their minds; he was dressed like a golden god, shining as the lights played off his outfit. ‘Where do you get gold pants?” Kay said to herself, smiling at him.
As Jermaine did his part again, Michael began hugging them all.
“Nice outfit,” she whispered in his ear as he held her.
“The ladies seem to like it,” he laughed. He walked back to the front and shared a hug with Jermaine as well. As the song ended, Michael bowed to the fans walking along the stage blowing kisses. “Give it up to the Jackson’s,” he screamed. “Jackie, Marlon, Randy, Jermaine, Tito, and Kay.” They each stepped to stand beside Michael as they were introduced. He had stolen the show, but no one minded at all. They all stood in a line bowing and sending love back to the audience. “Okay, shhh,” Michael said laughing, “I have something I want to tell you.” Screams of “I love you” reached his ears. “I love you more!” The crowd finally calmed down. “I love you all so much,” he said looking to his brothers, “And I love you too,” he said, throwing his arm at the crowd. More screams erupted, and it took awhile for them to calm down. Kay had never seen anything like it. “Shhhhh,” he said laughing as it was hard for him to speak above the roaring of the fans.
“I want to say...I want you all to know something tonight…First off I am so proud to call these guys my family….we have been through a lot, and I want you to know how much I have learned from you…and how greatly you inspire me. Secondly, I want to say… I have met a special girl….and in a week she will be my wife….she is an amazing woman….a gift from up above…And I hope you will continue to love her as much as I do…..Kay,” he said turning to her and holding out his hand.
Kay moved forward and gripped it tightly as he pulled her to his side.
“I never in my wildest dreams…….would have thought……when I was training a replacement for myself …… to work with my brothers……I was going to fall in love with her as well... She is my soul...She is my light...she is my heart.” Tears streamed down Kay’s face as he took her face in his hands and lifted it. “I love you.”
“I love you more,” she said in a whisper right before his lips came down to claim hers.
Marlon took his microphone as they stood in each other’s arms. The crowd screamed their approval. “Michael and Kay Jackson everyone,” he said. The lights faded and they left the stage. The band members all wished them well, and there were lots of congratulations and tears. They had grown to love the family; it was a beautiful ending, and the start of a wonderful beginning.
Kay studied Michael as he kept a protective arm around her waist. She couldn’t help but run a hand over the silky gold pants that hugged his behind so closely.
“I feel that,” he teased her.
“I would hope so, there is not much under these, is there?” she giggled.
“Oh there’s something in there; wanna see?” he said winking at her.
“As much as I want to peel those off you right now, I will have to ask you to just wait and bring them along,” she said.
“Bring them?” he asked looking at her confused.
“Yes, pack them and bring them on our honeymoon. You can use your imagination for the rest”
“Promise?” he asked. “Oh yeah,” she added kissing his lips.
January 30, 1990
Chapter 14
Kay stood still as she was fussed over. Her dress turned out superbly: it was off the shoulders with embroidered pearls in the sleeves. She loved the silky feel against her body--it was perfect! White flowers nestled in her hair, and curls escaped to hang around her neck and face. She looked like she stepped out of a fairy tale. Michael’s sisters, dressed in deep purple dresses, were going to stand beside her this day.
Liz, who was her matron of honor, was dressed in an off-white gown. Glowing in her direction, she showed her approval. “I never would have dreamed,” she said. Michael had taken it upon himself to fill her in the day Kay left for the tour, as he had to tell someone.
A knock sounded at the door, and the girls jumped to cover her, in case it was Michael. Marlon poked his head in. “Just me,” he called. “Are we ready? I know that groom is.” Kay stood and Marlon let out a sharp breath. “WOW! You look great,” he moved and placed a kiss on her cheek, lowered her veil, and offered her his arm. They slowly moved down the stairs of Neverland, making their way to the gardens out back.
The music began as if on cue, and Michael’s sisters started down the aisle. They smiled at their brothers standing up front.
Liz turned and handed Kay her flowers: white roses tied with a purple sash. “Make sure you throw those at me later,” Liz said and then she started down the aisle. Michael met Liz and kissed her cheek, leading her to her place.
The wedding march started, and everyone stood at attention as all eyes moved to the doors leading to the house. Marlon swung the doors open and took Kay’s arm in his again. “One last chance to run,” he teased.
“Only if it’s in that direction,” she said, smiling toward Michael waiting up front. Slowly they made their way toward the front. The brothers had all dressed in dark tuxedos with dark purple ties. All but Michael that is, as he choose a black costume you might expect to see in a fairly tale as well. Long gold chains attached to the shoulders, made him appear like a prince. They reached the end of the isle, and Joseph and Katherine stepped forward to pull her veil up and kiss her cheek, lowering it back in place, they began.
As Jermaine did his part again, Michael began hugging them all.
“Nice outfit,” she whispered in his ear as he held her.
“The ladies seem to like it,” he laughed. He walked back to the front and shared a hug with Jermaine as well. As the song ended, Michael bowed to the fans walking along the stage blowing kisses. “Give it up to the Jackson’s,” he screamed. “Jackie, Marlon, Randy, Jermaine, Tito, and Kay.” They each stepped to stand beside Michael as they were introduced. He had stolen the show, but no one minded at all. They all stood in a line bowing and sending love back to the audience. “Okay, shhh,” Michael said laughing, “I have something I want to tell you.” Screams of “I love you” reached his ears. “I love you more!” The crowd finally calmed down. “I love you all so much,” he said looking to his brothers, “And I love you too,” he said, throwing his arm at the crowd. More screams erupted, and it took awhile for them to calm down. Kay had never seen anything like it. “Shhhhh,” he said laughing as it was hard for him to speak above the roaring of the fans.
“I want to say...I want you all to know something tonight…First off I am so proud to call these guys my family….we have been through a lot, and I want you to know how much I have learned from you…and how greatly you inspire me. Secondly, I want to say… I have met a special girl….and in a week she will be my wife….she is an amazing woman….a gift from up above…And I hope you will continue to love her as much as I do…..Kay,” he said turning to her and holding out his hand.
Kay moved forward and gripped it tightly as he pulled her to his side.
“I never in my wildest dreams…….would have thought……when I was training a replacement for myself …… to work with my brothers……I was going to fall in love with her as well... She is my soul...She is my light...she is my heart.” Tears streamed down Kay’s face as he took her face in his hands and lifted it. “I love you.”
“I love you more,” she said in a whisper right before his lips came down to claim hers.
Marlon took his microphone as they stood in each other’s arms. The crowd screamed their approval. “Michael and Kay Jackson everyone,” he said. The lights faded and they left the stage. The band members all wished them well, and there were lots of congratulations and tears. They had grown to love the family; it was a beautiful ending, and the start of a wonderful beginning.
Kay studied Michael as he kept a protective arm around her waist. She couldn’t help but run a hand over the silky gold pants that hugged his behind so closely.
“I feel that,” he teased her.
“I would hope so, there is not much under these, is there?” she giggled.
“Oh there’s something in there; wanna see?” he said winking at her.
“As much as I want to peel those off you right now, I will have to ask you to just wait and bring them along,” she said.
“Bring them?” he asked looking at her confused.
“Yes, pack them and bring them on our honeymoon. You can use your imagination for the rest”
“Promise?” he asked. “Oh yeah,” she added kissing his lips.
January 30, 1990
Chapter 14
Kay stood still as she was fussed over. Her dress turned out superbly: it was off the shoulders with embroidered pearls in the sleeves. She loved the silky feel against her body--it was perfect! White flowers nestled in her hair, and curls escaped to hang around her neck and face. She looked like she stepped out of a fairy tale. Michael’s sisters, dressed in deep purple dresses, were going to stand beside her this day.
Liz, who was her matron of honor, was dressed in an off-white gown. Glowing in her direction, she showed her approval. “I never would have dreamed,” she said. Michael had taken it upon himself to fill her in the day Kay left for the tour, as he had to tell someone.
A knock sounded at the door, and the girls jumped to cover her, in case it was Michael. Marlon poked his head in. “Just me,” he called. “Are we ready? I know that groom is.” Kay stood and Marlon let out a sharp breath. “WOW! You look great,” he moved and placed a kiss on her cheek, lowered her veil, and offered her his arm. They slowly moved down the stairs of Neverland, making their way to the gardens out back.
The music began as if on cue, and Michael’s sisters started down the aisle. They smiled at their brothers standing up front.
Liz turned and handed Kay her flowers: white roses tied with a purple sash. “Make sure you throw those at me later,” Liz said and then she started down the aisle. Michael met Liz and kissed her cheek, leading her to her place.
The wedding march started, and everyone stood at attention as all eyes moved to the doors leading to the house. Marlon swung the doors open and took Kay’s arm in his again. “One last chance to run,” he teased.
“Only if it’s in that direction,” she said, smiling toward Michael waiting up front. Slowly they made their way toward the front. The brothers had all dressed in dark tuxedos with dark purple ties. All but Michael that is, as he choose a black costume you might expect to see in a fairly tale as well. Long gold chains attached to the shoulders, made him appear like a prince. They reached the end of the isle, and Joseph and Katherine stepped forward to pull her veil up and kiss her cheek, lowering it back in place, they began.
“Dearly beloved we are gathered here today, to join this man and woman in holy matrimony. If anyone sees any reason for them not to be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace.”
Kay waited, daring someone to say anything.
“Who gives this woman to this man?”
“We do,” Katherine and Joseph said.
Michael took his cue and took her hand from his parents. Pulling her beside him, they faced each other. Kay could not remember the rest of the words as she looked into his eyes. Her hands shook in his. He covered them and gave them a small squeeze. She answered her questions promising to love and honor him ‘til death did them part. Finally, he was told he could kiss her. Like a scene in a movie, Michael pulled her veil back, and slowly his lips met hers. She quivered beneath him, and he held her tightly in his arms kissing her passionately.
“Enough already,” Liz whispered beside them. Lost in their special moment, they had forgotten how long they were taking. Michael broke the kiss to pull her to his side to the crowd’s delight.
“Ladies and gentlemen I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Michael Joseph Jackson.”
Kay smiled up at him as a shiver claimed her again. “Cold?” he asked looking down at her.
“No,” she said smiling at him, “I was thinking about those gold pants.”
The end, or is it?
Michael took his cue and took her hand from his parents. Pulling her beside him, they faced each other. Kay could not remember the rest of the words as she looked into his eyes. Her hands shook in his. He covered them and gave them a small squeeze. She answered her questions promising to love and honor him ‘til death did them part. Finally, he was told he could kiss her. Like a scene in a movie, Michael pulled her veil back, and slowly his lips met hers. She quivered beneath him, and he held her tightly in his arms kissing her passionately.
“Enough already,” Liz whispered beside them. Lost in their special moment, they had forgotten how long they were taking. Michael broke the kiss to pull her to his side to the crowd’s delight.
“Ladies and gentlemen I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Michael Joseph Jackson.”
Kay smiled up at him as a shiver claimed her again. “Cold?” he asked looking down at her.
“No,” she said smiling at him, “I was thinking about those gold pants.”
The end, or is it?
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