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No more lies

Michael's POV

I've been in rehab for two weeks now and things have been going really well and they think i'll be ready to go home soon. My mother and Leanne are coming to visit me in a few days and I can't wait, I've been missing everybody like crazy, especially Leanne and I can't wait to get home to her.

After my therapy session is over, I make my way back to my room and I'm sitting on my bed looking at some pictures of me and Leanne and there's a light knock on the door.

"Hey!" I smile at Debbie one of the the other patients here and she walks over and sits beside me on the bed. "How you feeling today?" She asks softly and I nod. "I'm feeling really good. How about you?"

"Same as always" she shrugs "is that your niece?" She asks noticing the photos. "That's my girlfriend, Leanne" I smile proudly. "You never mentioned you had a girlfriend. How old is she?" She asks looking a little confused. "She's 18" I lie. "I just didn't really wanna talk about her because when I do, it hurts knowing she's not here with me" I sigh "but she's gonna be coming to see me in a few days. So it doesn't feel so bad now" I smile slightly. "That's great news" she smiles back. "Yeah, she was actually the one who convinced me to get help in the first place. She's really done alot for me.. even when she was going through so much herself" I mumble that last part. "Sounds like she really loves you" Debbie smiles slightly. "I wish my ex would have done that for me. He just made it worst" she sighs. "You'll find somebody" I smile reassuring her. "Yeah right. We're am I gonna find somebody that wants a drugged up loser as a partner?" She chuckles sarcastically. And I suddenly burst into tears "Hey, I didn't mean you I was talking about me" she says softly, putting her arms around me. "But, it's the truth. What if she's moved on or doesn't love me anymore? Or what if she never really did love me and just said she did so I'd agree to come here?" I sob. "Of course she loves you. And she's gonna be coming to see you in a few days remember?" She says pulling me closer to her. "You've been doing really well since you came here and all this will be over really soon and you'll be back with Leanne before you know it" she tries to reassure me.

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Lisa's POV

"Can you check again?" I sigh heavily. "I'm sorry, but I've looked through our systems and there's not record of anybody names Michael Jackson having checked in here. Not now or ever" the woman on the phone says and I hang up, not bothering to reply then sigh heavily getting more and more pissed off. That was the third and last rehab place that was close to the area Michael lives and every single one has no record of him. I take my phone out and start dialling another place that's out of town, but still pretty close then quickly hang up and hide my phone in my pocket when Mary opens the door.

"What are you doing out here?" She frowns suspiciously. "I was just getting a little fresh air" I lie. "Well your next client is waiting so you better hurry up unless you want me to take away your free afternoon" she frowns and I shake my head. "Of course not. I was just on my way back inside" I lie faking a smile and follow her back into the house.

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"Here" the guys says throwing a $10 bill onto the bed as he finishes getting dressed. "It wasn't the best I've had, but it'll do" he shrugs disappointed with his 'services' and walks out. "Ass hole" I mutter to myself after he leaves. Maybe if the guy wasn't so over weight and had a bigger dick, I'd probably have been able to do a better job, but just like always, I didn't say anything to the guy and quickly get dressed. Since Mary has given me the afternoon off that was the last client I have for the day, so I try and shake it off and go get ready.

"Finally your ready!" Mia rolls her eyes, when I come back downstairs. "Sorry. I was trying to find something decent to wear" I shrug. "Well luckily your going shopping then" Emma says walking over to us. "You'll still look trashy in whatever you buy though" she smirks and walks away. "What is her problem with me?" I frown, turing to Mia. "She doesn't like you... just like me" she smiles through pursed lips and starts walking and I follow behind her, not wanting to start an argument. I really don't know what Mia and Emma's problem is, but it's like one moment their nice and talking to me like a friend and the next they just turn into bitches and act like they hate me