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I walked into the bathroom to find Michael laying in the tub, シャワー still running, curtain rip down, and Michael cradling his right forearm. "Ugh! Taylor, help me! AAH!" he yelled. "Michael! What happened?" I tried my best to get him out without hurting him as I asked him what went on. "I was going to turn the シャワー off but I slipped and tried to-OW!-use the curtain but it ripped and I think I broke my forearm! OW! FUCK!!!!" As I got him into the room and on our bed, I grabbed clothes and tried to get them on him without hurting him. "LILLIAN! GET THE CAR READY! MICHAEL'S HURT! I NEED あなた TO STAY HERE!" I yelled. I could faintly hear, "Yes, ma'am!" "C'mon, Michael. Let's get あなた to the hospital."



As I drove as fast as I could, I could hear Michael moaning and groaning from the pain. I made sure I didn't hit a lot of bumps on the road so Michael wouldn't bang his arm. I felt so bad for him. My poor baby is in pain and I can't get to the hospital any quicker! "Just hold on Michael. We're almost there."



When we finally reached the hospital and parked, I tried to get Michael out as quickly as possible and get him inside. We were basically speed walking to the emergency room. After we got inside, I rushed to the counter and said,"Please, can あなた send someone down here for assistance? We need a doctor." the lady looked at me and asked, "What seems to be the problem?" Michael was clearly in too much pain to wait. "I need a freaking doctor because I broke my arm! Just get a doctor down here now!" He apologized to the lady after he finally could control the pain for a little. We waited for about five 分 and then the doctor came to take Michael to see what they could do. Before Michael left, he looked at me, grabbed my arm and pulled me in to キッス him passionately before he was to leave me.



*6 Hours Later*



It's 3:47 am and Michael is still getting dressed to come home. Poor baby, he broke his forearm. He has to wear a brace for 6 weeks. He is definately not doing any rehearsals for his album, "Bad". I walked up to him after he put both of his legs in his pants. He couldn't pull them up correctly due to only having one free hand. "Here, Michael. Let me help you." I grabbed his pants and pulled them up then closed them up for him. I looked up at him and smiled. "There あなた go. あなた need help with your shirt?" Michael didn't answer. He just stood there looking into my eyes. Michael leaned towards me and gave me a long lustful キッス then released me. "Thank you. I'm very lucky to have a guardian エンジェル like you." I smiled at him and gave him a quick キッス before grabbing his shirt.



After we got him dressed, there was a wheelchair waiting for him outside his door. "I don't need that. Please, don't make me ride that." he asked. So instead, he walked to the car with my left arm wrapped around him as if I was keeping him warm. We slowly got him into the car and went home. Michael was kind of loopy from the pain medication they gave him in there so he was speaking funny. "Nooow, we have to go get Loui before he eats her 財布 again." 発言しました Michael, slurring his words. "Haha, Michael, Loui has been gone for three years. We need to get あなた ホーム so あなた can rest." "I don't wanna rest. I wanna do あなた so nice a hard and do あなた aaall niiiiight loooong." Michael tried to キッス me while I was driving but I kept refusing. "Michael, just sit back and relax. We're almost home." I could see that he did want to because when I looked over at him and heard him moan when he sat back, I couldn't help but see that IT was hard. "Lord, give me strength" was all I could say.


*Home*


I finally got Michael inside and up to arm room where he really went crazy. "Alrighty, drop them pants, girl! I'm gonna キッス and lick every part of you!" I was shocked with everything he was saying, even though he was still loopy. Michael had his eyes closed as if he was sleep walking. "Michael, あなた need to get in ベッド and sleep. I'm not having sex with あなた while your loopy and have a broken arm." "Shamone, baby! Ple-HEY! I made up something! I made up "Shamone!" and he was right. He just slurred "come on" a bit and now he made a word. But he will never remember it. "So shamone baby girl. Lemme see あなた with your clothes off." "Get in bed, Michael." I spoke to him like a little kid. He looked at me, kissed me, then crawled into ベッド with one arm. He laid on his good side then fell asleep within seconds.



"God, if these meds make him do this and feel no pain, he's going to get addicted! I'm not letting that happen. He's so silly." I 発言しました to myself as I shook my head and tried to fix up the bathroom from his accident in the shower. But little did I know is that Michael can act and act very well. While I was picking up the シャワー hooks that hold up the シャワー curtain, I felt a hand sliding up my back and someone pressing against my butt as I was bent over. I couldn't help but moan a bit. "Mmm...Michael get in bed. あなた shouldn't be up" "C'mon baby. I need some love!" I turned around, grabbed his left arm and pulled him into the bed. "If あなた don't go to sleep, I want have sex with あなた until AFTER we're married! Now go to sleep, Michael. Please." I kissed his head and watched as he really fell asleep. I 愛 Michael, but when he is on drugs like this, damn, he is too hard to handle.
Michael can’t sleep as he sits on his ソファー, ソファ with The Twilight Zone running in the background of the television. It seems like lately, he can’t sleep and it seems to be getting worse as he gets older. His mind wanders with thoughts, fears, hopes, and of course music. Well, that’s what his mind usually is thinking about, tonight it’s about Holly. Michael can’t seem to erase the thought of them キス each other and how it felt tonight. One thing was for certain; he wanted もっと見る and it intimidated him. He looks at his watch that reads three thirty a.m. The only other person who would...
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The booming sounds of rhythmic beats pound in Westlake Studio A as ヒイラギ, ホリー sits at the mixing board. Her long hair pulled back in a ponytail as the ファン are on full blast to beat out the hot Californian summer heat wave of 1979. Even in her デイジー duke shorts and tank top, she can still feel her skin sticking to the vinyl chair. As the beats go she sits with paper in front of her and writes corresponding lyrics that come to her, sometimes humming, others 歌う out loud. The time in her studio was her saving grace lately; especially her and Michael haven’t been as close lately, not によって Michael’s...
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