Chapter 5
It was late afternoon when Michael left the cemetery. He felt totally dazed as if he had just came out from under a spell.
"What did I just do??" Michael thought.
He knew exactly what he did, and he enjoyed every minute too. Suddenly he remembered Prince and Paris. He had forgotten all about them.
"Don't worry," He told himself. "The kid's are fine."
When Michael got to his place, both children were in his bed, fast asleep. He went to his desk and saw all his sheet music scribbled over in crayon. Michael sighed. Of course, he was angry. But his mind was surrounded around Sharon. He sat on the edge of the bed, trying to put his feelings together once again.
In the corner of his eyes, he saw Paris wake up.
Michael smiled. "How are you, hon?"
"Who ARE you?" She asked rubbing her eyes. "And where is daddy?"
"But honey, daddy is right here." Michael reassured.
She shook her head. "Our daddy wouldn't leave us alone in the house like you did. Now where is daddy?"
Michael gazed thoughtfully at her for a moment. The phone rang. When Michael picked it up, he found it was Tommy Matola from his record label.
"Do you still want a career, Michael?!?"Tommy yelled at him.
"Uhhh...yeah." Michael answered,unsure of what was going on.
"Then where the heck have you been???"
"What do you mean?" Michael asked.
Tommy paused, trying to calm himself. "Michael, have you forgotten that you have a huge New York concert to perform at? All the producers have complained about you not being at rehearsal!"
"Yeah...I guess I did forget."
"Yeah I guess you DID forget!!!" Tommy yelled. "You better get your act together or I can easily drop your contract! You will be history!!!"
Tommy hung up on him. Michael sighed as he hung up too. This is the first time he had ever heard about some concert in New York. When did all this happen??? He then left to the dance studio, once again, forgetting about his kids.,p>
He wanted to practice for the concert, but if would help if he knew what songs he was performing.
"Whatever," he said.
He decided to practice You Rock My World. He stood there with the music playing, but couldn't remember one dance move. Michael stopped the CD and thought for a moment.
"Okay, Michael." He said to himself. "Get your act together. I know you remember this. It goes, 'My life...will never be the same...cause girl.....' " He paused. "Cause girl you....cause girl.....cause girl WHAT??!"
"'Cause girl you came and changed the way I walk, the way I talk." Sharon said, walking in the doorway.
Michael laughed. "Girl, you are stalking me aren't you??" he joked.
Sharon shrugged. "You could say that." She smiled. "So Michael, why can't you remember the lyrics?"
Michael shook his head and sighed.
Michael looked up at her. "What candy?"
"The candy that Prince and Paris had." Sharon began to panic.
"I may have. I don't really remember. Why?"
No wonder my powers were working so well! She thought. Michael was slowly losing his memory! And that means he'll eventually forget about her too. She sighed.
"I should've killed the kids while I had the chance." She mumbled.
"What did you say?" Michael asked.
"Nothing, Michael. Nothing." Sharon walked towards the door. "I'll talk to you later."
"Wait." Michael said. Sharon stopped at the doorway.
"What's bothering you? Is it what we did in the cemetery? Are we taking this too far--"
"No no no, Michael. Don't worry. The problem will be fixed soon." Sharon reassured. "And you better check on your kids. Go and talk to them. You might not get that chance ever again. Life is just too short."
