Michael Jackson's Sister

Stressed Out

Me and Mike was at his house. I was in the backyard. I was just thinking. I was still pissed. I had scratches and bruises but the bruises wasn't bad looking like really bad but it was something but small. Anyway, I was just thinking. I went through my pouch and I found ciggarettes. I lit a ciggarette and smoke. I don't do this often just when I'm stressed.

Michael Pov: I was mad and annoyed when we were at the mall. Not because my sister, it's Madonna. I was in the kitchen and drunk some apple juice. I was gonna check on Makayla. I smell....wait I know that smell. I followed the smell. I made my way outside backyard. I saw...

"Makayla!!"I yelled. She tried to hide it but I still can see it. I held my hand out. So she can put it on my hand. She refuses. She aired it out and the ciggarette was laying smashed on the ground.

"Why are you doing this?"I asked looking down at her with disappointment. She stay silent not wanting to argue.

"How many times you been doing this?!"I asked once again.

"Just today you act like I am doing this everyday or somethi!!-"I cut her off. I calmly said...

"For the last time why are you doing this?"I asked. She stood up.

"Because I'm stressed out...okay stressed I smoke because I am stressed out...just leave me alone Michael!!"She says shaking her head. I grabbed her and pulled her into a hug.

My pov: I cried in his arms.

"Shh,you wanna talk about it KaylaPoo?"He asked. I shooked my head no.

"Ok if you ready to tell me,I'll be there I'm not gonna force you"Michael says lifting my chin up to make me look at him.

"Okay"I said simply. He kissed my cheek.

"I love you Makayla"He says.

"I love you too Michael"I said smiling as Michael wipes my tears from my cheeks with his thumbs. He smiled. Then we went back inside. We played in the game room. Then later we sitting on the couch. I was laying down on back. Michael was laying  his head on my stomach and him between my legs. His back was laying on my front. We were watching peter pan. I played with Mike's curls. I ran through it. I smell it, it smell like sour apples.

"Mmmm"I exhaled.

"What?"Mike says raising a eyebrow.

"Your hair smells really good MikeyBear"I say gently grabbing a hand full of his curls. Mike chuckled.

"Well thank you"Michael says. I continue to stroke his hair. There we were the half of the movie. My legs was getting tired. I look at Michael, he was falling asleep.

"Mike, get up my legs are numb"I said gently pushing him up. He laughed. And sit up. He looked at me.

"What do you want me to do?"He asked.
I shrugged. He pulled me to him and sat me on his lap. I snuggled up on his lap like we did when we were little. He kissed my head. I snuggled in his chest. I hugged him tight gently.He was so warm. We fell asleep.