Chapter 6

Sharon thumbed through her magic books in order to find a cure to what she had done to Michael. When she did find it, she thought twice about curing Michael. The problem wasn't his memory; it was this concert he had to do. THAT was his other love. His music. Sharon laughed. She decided to forget about stopping Michael's "amnesia".

"I'll just see what happens to Michael without my help." She snickered.

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"So Mike," Whyan, leader of Michael's security team, said. "Where are you going?"

Before Michael could answer, Whyan put his hand up. "Oh, let me guess. Sharon's place?"

Michael smiled. "Yeah."

Whyan gave a disapproving look. "Okay, but don't stay long. Remember, you got rehearsal for that concert."

Michael paused. "uhh...yeah." He had forgotten all about that.

"Be careful with that girl, Mike." Whyan advised seriously.

"You must not approve of her." Michael assumed.

"No, it's not that but--"

"Good." Michael said. "Because there's nothing you could do or say that can separate us. You got that?",p> Whyan was taken by surprise. "Michael, I'm only doing my job. And that is protecting you. The lady just seems suspicious to me. No need to have an attitude."

"I don't care what your opinion is. Just stay out of it." Michael went outside, slamming the door behind him. Whyan began to worry. Michael hasn't been himself lately, but he didn't want to get into Michael's privacy. Whyan just had to wonder what was going on.

~~~~~~~ At Sharon's place, Michael and Sharon sat on the couch and talked to each other.

"I don't know what is happening." Michael said. "My kids are acting like they've never seen planet earth, my friends act like they don't know what having a PRIVATE romance is like, I can't remember the words to my own songs and I got a concert rehearsal to go to in 30 minutes."

"Wow, Michael. You are so angry today. But I assure you, your worries will be over--"

"Angry?" Michael asked.

"Yeah. But keep being angry. You're so cute when you're mad." Sharon giggles and kissed Michael on his lips. Michael smiled afterwards.

"So...where are your kids?" Sharon asked.

"At home. Whyan is taking care of them." Michael told her.,p> " Oh really?"

Michael nodded. Sharon smiled.

" I thought Mr. Big Father always stays with his children...hmm??"

Michael sighed. "Well, there are times Mr. Big Father needs a break." he laughed.

"Hmmm..." Sharon said. "I see."

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When Michael arrived at rehearsal, he met Jeff, another leader of his security team.

"What are you doing here?" Michael asked.

"Sharon isn't here with you?" Jeff answered with another question.

"THAT'S why you're here??!"

"Whyan called me. He told me to--"

Michael rolled his eyes and walked away from him. He was getting more and more irritated as the day went on. The dancers stopped stretching when they saw Michael. David Gest, the producer, went up to him.

"Where have you been??" He asked. Michael didn't answer.

"I'm assuming you know what we're doing, right?"

Michael sighed. "We'll see."

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Sharon knocked on Michael's door and wasn't surprised when Whyan answered.

"Looking for Michael?" he asked.

"No, I was looking for you actually." Sharon said with a smile. Sharon saw Whyan slowly reach for his gun.

"I heard you were curious about me and Michael's relationship." Sharon said, stepping inside.

She took a seat on the couch. Whyan was on his toes. He definitely didn't trust the way Sharon acted. He was prepared for whatever move she made.

"Whyan, sit and relax. I'll explain everything."

"I'm fine standing, thank you." Whyan said.

"Very well. Really, all you need to know is that no one will take me away from Michael. Not his kids..."

She gazed dead into Whyan's eyes. "And not you."

A surge of pain flowed up Whyan's body. His eyes grew wide and he became stiff. His heart pounded hard against his chest. Sharon stood, laughing. Her eyes began to glow an eerie ocean blue.

"Let this be a lesson. NO ONE will come between us. No one."

Fighting the overwhelming pain, Whyan reached for his gun but Sharon quickly grabbed his hand.

"Don't you dare, hon." Sharon said.

Whyan suddenly felt dizzy and fell to the ground. He then found it hard to breathe. Sharon kneeled down to him.

"Isn't this a pity that I had to do this to you?"

Finding the strength to speak, Whyan said. "Don't you dare hurt Michael..."

Sharon laughed louder. "I'll do whatever the heck I want with him. And there's nothing you can do about it, because you won't be here." She looked around.

"Where are those brats? Prince! Paris!!" she called. "Sharon's here to take you to your daddy!!"

Sure enough, Prince and Paris came running towards Sharon. "Let's go guys." She said to the children. She turned to Whyan, who was slowly dying a painful death.

"Rest in peace."

Sharon walked out the door with Michael's children. Whyan was not going to give up that easy. Gathering all the strength he had, he crawled to the table, which the telephone was resting on.

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"No no no, Michael!!" David cried in frustration.

"Michael, what WERE you doing??? You have NO idea what you're doing, do you?!!"

Michael honestly shook his head.

"What is the matter with you?? Huh? You're mind must be somewhere else! Maybe we should cancel this whole thing and you could go home--"

Michael's cell phone rang. "Excuse me for one second, please." he told David Gest.

"Hello?"

"Michael please..." Whyan whispered. His voice was rough, as if he couldn't breathe. Michael knew something was wrong.

"Whyan! Are you all right??"

"M-Michael...lis-listen to me..."

Michael's heart began to pound. There was a long pause.

"Y-y-your kids....th-th-they..........."

Silence.

"Whyan! What is it?! Whyan!" Micahel cried. Jeff came up to Michael.

"Hey, what's going on?"

Michael hung up his phone. "We've got to get home. And quick."