Faraway Eyes

*Michael*

Huh? Did I hear her correctly? Sleep with her? I mean, I'm all for it but I didn't think she would want to have sex with me so soon, well at all to be honest.

"Well?" Rose says, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Will you?"

"Um, sure. But do you really want to do this? I mean your mom is here and I don't think that's right."

Rose raises her eyebrow. "What are you talking about?"

I raise an eyebrow back at her. "You really want to have sex while there's people here?"

Rose looks at me for a moment, then falls on her bed, laughing like a hyena. "You thought I wanted to fuck tonight? No darling, if I wanted to have sex with you, I would've done it already no questions asked. I just wanted somebody to lay next to for tonight that's all. You know, talk a little, chill?" She finishes, wiping a fake tear from her face.

Embarrassed, I look down at my feet, mentally kicking my ass for thinking that. "Well if that's what you want then sure, I'll lay with you."

She smiles. "Great, but first," Rose comes up to me, and starts caressing my face. Her eyes showing a look of want. She started to pull on my hair with her left hand, the other still on my face.

She pulled my neck back a little and leaned towards me. "Close your eyes." She whispered, and I did what I was told and just by doing that I swear my dick almost came out my pants.

I feel her put both hands on the sides of my face. "You ready?" She asks.

"Ready for what?" I whisper, I couldn't control myself any longer, I just wanted to take her and make her mi-

*Rip!*

Tears immediately stung my eyes as I realized what she did. She ripped my fake mustache off.

"Rose what the hell?!" I yell, rubbing my top lip.

Rose chuckles, waving the flimsy piece of hair that I worked so hard on applying. "I've been wanting to take this off the second you put it on. Now go, take a shower and change, I'll be waiting." She says, giving me a kiss on the cheek and walking out the door.

I was still in shock from the pain that occurred on my face, that I didn't realize she left. Eventually I walked into her bathroom and got in the shower.

I was so deep in thought about how I was gunna get back at her that I didn't notice that she was in the bathroom with me.

She pulls back the shower curtain and I freeze.

"So do you prefer silk or satin?"

I jump, almost breaking my neck in the process. "Jesus Rose you really need to stop giving me heart attacks!"

She laughs, "You just need to stop being so paranoid."

"I'm not paranoid."

"Mmhmm. Whatever."

"Can I have some privacy here?!" I say, covering myself with the loofah.

"My house, my bathroom, my loofah. I can do what I want. So do prefer silk or satin?" She says, unfazed at the sight of me naked. "Oh come on now it's not like I've never seen a dick before."

I look at her and realize she's in her pajamas, but they look like one of her costumes from her concerts. I could basically see her nipples right through the lace and I felt myself getting hard again. Thank god this loofah was still covering me.

Rose snaps her fingers in my face, just like her mom did to me earlier. "Earth to Jackson?"

"Oh um," I clear my throat. "Silk."

"Perfect. Hurry up you're using up all my hot water." She closes the curtain and starts to leave the bathroom. "Oh and you need to stop getting so excited down there when you see me, it's like you've never seen nipples before!" She chuckles and closes the door.

I smile and finish my shower, praying that my hard on goes away quick. I turn off the water and get out, drying myself and my hair, then wrapped the towel around my waist.

I open the door and see Rose watching tv, and for once she's not even watching anything that has to do with her, she's watching Disney movies. It's a rare sight, but I'm gonna enjoy it because this is obviously something you don't see often.

"Why are you standing there? Put on your jammies and get in the bed." She says, her eyes never leaving the screen.

I slip on the silk pajamas she's laid out and got in bed with her. "These pajamas are nice. Can I have them?"

Rose scoffs, "Hell no. I paid good money for those. Want a gummy worm?" She passes me a jar and I take it, taking a few pieces of candy.

We sit in silence for a while, just watching the movie The Aristocats and eating candy. After a while I speak up.

"So why did you want me to lay here with you?"

"I already told you." She mumbles, her mouth full of gummy bears.

"I want a better explanation."

She swallows the candy and turns to me, a smug look on her face. "I just wanted to have a little sleepover, that's all."

"But why me? Why not your mom?"

"Damn you ask a lot of questions." She says reaching under her bed and grabbing a jar of, broccoli? "I have all the time in the world to be with my mom while she's here. Plus I thought it would be good to brainstorm with you on the duet."

Oh yeah. The duet. I forgot all about that.

I nod my head and look down at the jar again. She's putting the green stuff into a container that has spikes and she's crushing it, making the pieces of broccoli smaller.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

"What does it look like I'm doing?"

"It looks like you're breaking up dried broccoli."

Rose laughs, real tears coming out her face this time. "Wow Michael, broccoli? You really don't know what this is huh?"

I shake my head. "I'm smart, but sometimes I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed."

She shakes her head, and takes out a piece of white paper, and starts lining the green stuff on the paper. As soon as she started rolling it up I realized what she was doing.

"Rose!"

"What?"

"Weed? Are you crazy?!"

"Yes I'm crazy, haven't we established this already?" She says, putting all of her concentration towards the joint she's wrapping.

"You can't smoke! You have to go in front of officers soon! What if they drug test you ?"

"Oh calm your nipples. This isn't for me." Once satisfied with her work, she gets up and opens the door. "MA!"

"WHAT GIRL?!"

"COME HERE!"

Within seconds Dalma comes around the corner. "Yes mija what is it?" She looks around Rose and sees me. "Ah, wise decision to stay tonight Chico, otherwise you wouldn't have a dick to fuck with if you left." I wince at the thought while she turns her attention back to her daughter.

Rose places the joint in her hands and Dalma got ecstatic. "Yas baby! You're the best daughter in the world, eres todo para mi. Gracias mi amor."

"De nada mami." She gives her a kiss on the cheek. "Buenas noches." She turns around and closes the door, walking back to the bed.

"Ready to go to bed?"

I nod my head, feeling the sleepiness creeping in. Rose turns off everything and slides in next to me, laying her head on my chest. "Thank you Michael."

"For what?"

"Staying here. I didn't want to be alone. You're the only one that knows how bad my situation is, it's good to have someone who isn't judging me for something that I didn't do. I don't understand why someone wants to destroy me like this. I mean yeah I'm a bitch, but to try and destroy something I worked so hard on for over a decade because of me being a brat? I don't get it." She says softly, I can hear the hurt in her voice.

"Trust me, I wouldn't judge you for anything. I'll be here for you no matter what. Believe it or not, I actually care about you." I feel her smile into my chest and she takes a deep breath.

"Goodnight Chico."

"Goodnight Rosie."

She immediately fell asleep, but I couldn't fall asleep until an hour later, I couldn't stop thinking about her. This cold hearted, mean, brash woman that I met nearly three months ago is finally showing her true self. I felt like I needed to protect her and I didn't know why.

I know why she was like this, because she was lonely. She couldn't trust anyone. She was afraid to trust people. Her father and the industry ruined it for her. In order for her not to get hurt she would hurt others, and even though that wasn't right, I understood why she did it. In the morning I'm gonna take her to rehearsals with me, and maybe she'll wanna talk more about this situation with me when she's more comfortable. I want her to have fun again, and I'll make sure of it.

••••••••

The Next Morning.

*Rose*

Even though I only slept for three or four hours last night I woke up feeling refreshed. I didn't realize how long of a day I really had until Michael came by. If it wasn't for him I would've most likely been wallowing in my throw up.

On top of that my mom is here and it just makes everything a little bit better. My attitude is changing and I'm starting to think more positive about things, even if some random bullshit is going on. I look to my right and frown. Michael's not next to me. I check the clock, it's only 7:32 am. Hopefully they didn't leave.

I get up and walk to the bathroom. When I open the door I'm shocked to see Michael in there brushing his teeth.

"Wow, you really don't know how to knock do you?" He says, his mouth full of toothpaste.

"I-I thought you left." I say, a little bit rattled but I quickly composed myself. "But this is my room, so I can burst in here whenever I please."

He smirks at me through the mirror, and spits out his toothpaste. After rinsing with mouthwash he turns around and looks at me, a amused look on his face.

"What?" I say, getting agitated.

"You look funny."

"How?"

"Have you seen yourself in the morning? You're certainly no sleeping beauty." He chuckles.

I scoff and push him away, almost screaming at the sight of my own self. My neat bun was halfway off, I somehow made a huge knot on the top my head, and there's a piece of hair just hanging on my shoulder. I looked like I belonged in a freak show.

"I'll be downstairs, I smell food so I'm guessing your mom made something." Michael says, and I turn around, trying to fix the crows nest that's my hair. I realize that he's dressed, but in black pants and a blue flannel. He must've had clothes in the car.

"Alright. Tell my mom I'll be down as soon as I wash my face."

Michael nods his head and starts walking out the bedroom door. "Oh and Rose?"

"Yes?" I call out from the bathroom.

"Fix your top, all I saw was a piece of sparkling metal hanging from your right tit. I couldn't even concentrate on you with that showing." He laughs and I look down and notice, my boob was showing off its diamond piercing to the world and was completely out of its assigned spot.

I screech and turn it back around, earning a huge cackle from Michael.

"Fuck you!" I yell.

"Tell me when Rosie!" I hear him yell from the stairs.

I groan and wash my face and put clothes on. Just before I walk out my bedroom door the phone rings.

"I got it!" I yell. Who in the world would be calling me here?

"Hello?"

"Hello, is this Roses' New York residence?"

"May I ask who's calling?"

"Oh I'm sorry, I should've said that before. This is Veronica Stance, I'm David Bauer's assistant from Playboy."

I mentally slap myself. I totally forgot about Playboy.

"Oh okay, well yes you have the right number. You're speaking to the lady of the house."

"Great! Please hold while I transfer your call."

As I'm being put on hold a million things run through my mind.

How could I forget about this? Now they're gonna drop me from this once they hear about what happened to me now. Maybe they didn't hear about it. People in L.A are kinda stupid because they're out in the sun all day. The sun fries your brain. Maybe they haven't heard. Yeah. If they ask I won't comment on it at all.

"David here."

I snap out of my thoughts. "Hello David it's Rose. You called for me?"

"Rose baby! We've been trying to get ahold of you! We knew you were in New York but when we called the hotels they said that you had checked out. It took us a while to find this number. How are you feeling?"

"Oh I'm fi-"

"Great!" He cuts me off. "Listen I called you because we are in a bit of a jam. You were scheduled to do a photoshoot for the November cover. Well we're gonna have to push that back to December because the original girl for December opted out so now we're doing an emergency shoot for her this afternoon and she'll be the November cover. Are you okay with the change up?"

I'm actually relieved, because I was not ready for this at all, and it's awesome that I have more time to get myself together before this. "Even though what you said was confusing as hell I'm okay with that."

"Perfect! Are you gonna be in New York for long? We want to start your shoot in Manhattan on Monday morning."

I look through my calendar. "Monday is perfect."

"Lovely. Just lovely. Well I'll keep in touch alright? Have a good day."

Click!

Now that that's taken care of I close my calendar book and put it away. As I move things around a piece of paper comes out of one of my books. I open it and gasp. It was lyrics to a song I made but never released it. I honestly forgot about it.

As I looked over the lyrics I started to get teary eyed, as bittersweet memories raced through my mind, reviving the moments again. I remember recording this as if it was yesterday. I remember the beats, the melody, the fact that I was so hurt I was basically crying in the middle of the song. I remember the guitar riff and how the producer wanted me to add sexual things in the riff. I remember it all so clearly.

'I'd like to tell you a story

'Bout a man and the many hearts he broke

Eye to eye, you only imagine 'cause you wanna fall in love

Girls, he'll break your hearts

Do you wrong, tell you lies

'Cause he's got those

Faraway eyes

Faraway eyes, how you feel, baby?

Faraway eyes

Boy, you're a heartbreaker

Still, I've got to make you mine, oh oh'

I close the paper and put it in my back pocket. I didn't want to finish it because I would've been an emotional wreck. I don't want to remember about the person who caused me this pain. But I had to find that recording as soon as possible.

I head downstairs and the smell of breakfast made me realize how hungry I really was.

"Damn girl, it's about time you came down here, we've been waiting for you!" My mom says, fixing up the plates. My mom threw it down in here. Nothing better than a Spanish breakfast.

"Can you please tell us what you're making again?" John asks.

"Ay pendejo alright I'll tell you stop pestering me. I made mangu, with salami and fried cheese on the side, with stuffed French toast and strawberries on top. For drinks we got coffee and orange juice so pick ya poison."

"Oh my god mami you made mangu?!" I haven't that in forever. It was the best thing on the planet.

"What's mangu?" Michael asks, and me and my mom look at him like he's just drank bleach.

"Ay Chico, why do I have to explain everything to you? You give me more headaches than Rosalinda and I'm the one who birthed her!" My mom says, pinching the sides of her nose for dramatic effect. "If you must know, it's mashed plantains with garlic and spices and topped with red onions."

"I like garlic." Michael says.

"And I would like for you to shut up and start eating." My mother smiles and turns around to clean the dishes. "I swear if those plates aren't food free I'll whoop each one of y'all with my chancla!"

Like magic the boys devoured their food as if their lives depended on it. I laughed at how scared they are by my mom and eat my own breakfast, knowing good and damn well she'll beat my ass too if I don't eat.

After we eat, we finally leave my house, Michael wanted us to come to rehearsals with him so we can see what it was like behind the scenes. Of course as soon as we got to Madison Square Garden we were bombarded by paparazzi.

"Michael! Why did you leave your press conference so early yesterday?"

"Mr. Jackson! Any word on who's going to show up to your concert tonight?"

"Michael! Is that Rose with you?"

As soon as they noticed I was in the car with him they went apeshit.

"Rose! How are you dealing with these new accusations?!"

"Rose! How's that love child in Georgia? Do you see him often?"

My mom looks at me. "Puta you got a child and didn't tell me?!"

I rolled my eyes. "I don't have a kid mom."

"Rose are you dating Michael Jackson?"

I ignore the press and look at Michael, who's giving me a sympathetic look, as if he's saying sorry.

I smile a little to let him know it's okay. I'm not going to let these guys ruin my day because of some stupid accusation. I will fight this thing until my name is cleared of any wrongdoing.

Even if it kills me.

-----------I've been trying to do longer chapters so it'll be better to read lol. Thank you for 400 reads !! You guys are freakin amazing. I love writing this story so much! I'm gunna give you guys some good news and some bad news. The bad news is that this book WILL be ending soon. Not anytime soon, but soon enough. The GOOD news is that there will be a book two ! What I have planned for Rose and Michael is too good to be in one book, but I can promise you that book two will be longer ! Thank you guys so much for reading I love you so much ! :)

-Angii<3