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Platonic Benevolence	By : CrysMarie2oo5 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Michael Jackson Views: 4447 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I don't know Michael Jackson, or any of the Jackson family or Will.I. Am from the Black Eyed Peas and make no money off this work.

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Chapter Sixteen ~ Devious Minds

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Michael and I walked into the club and when to choose a seat where we could set our coats at. Jody was already sitting at a booth in the far right corner of the club. Michael pointed her out and asked if we should join. I nodded. As my eyes scanned the club as I saw same-sex couples dancing provocatively together. There were a couple of what looked like heterosexual couples dancing but as we walked closer to the dance floor I saw that I was sadly mistaken. I grabbed Michael’s hand as I saw a group of men standing next to the bar, not eyeing me, but eyeing Michael. I shivered. What the hell kind of club is this?
Michael stopped at Jody’s booth and disposed of his jacket. I took off my jacket exposing my skimpy outfit and I felt a bunch of eyes on me. I looked around the room to meet only female eyes, and one pair of male eyes…Michael’s. I sat down next to Michael. I leaned over and put my lips next to Michael’s ears.
“What kind of a club is this Michael? Why are all the chicks looking at me?” Michael was about to answer but Jody must have seen my scared expression on my face because she was the first to answer.
“This is a gay club sweetie. But we do welcome heterosexuals.” Jody said, winking at me. I felt my stomach turn into a million knots. I was scared. I looked at Michael.
“Crystal, everything will be all right. I won’t let anything happen to you. I promise.” Michael said, reassuringly squeezing my hand. I let out a small smile as I looked at Jody.
“Well how about we get some drinks to loosen you up a little bit. After a drink or two you’ll be relaxed and this atmosphere won’t bother you.” Jody said, her green eyes meeting mine. I nodded. Jody waved a waitress over to us. The waitress eyed Jody then me, licking her lips as my eyes met hers.
“What can I get you?”
“Well I’ll have a apple martini,” Jody said then she looked at me, as did Michael.
“Give me some tequila rose, and a couple of shots of Jack please.” I said looking at Michael.
“I’ll have a paralyzer.” Michael said looking at the waitress. The waitress nodded.
“Okay I’ll be back with your drinks in a flash.” The waitress said, as she walked away to get our drinks. Michael’s arm draped over my shoulder. Just then a couple of guys came up to us. All of them were relatively hot, almost like male super models.
“Excuse me, are you Michael Jackson?” The blue-eyed brown haired one asked, his eyes looking directly at Michael. His accent was clearly American.
“Yes, I am.” Michael said, humbly bowing his head to the two gentlemen.
“Oh my GOD! Sean he’s…”
“I heard him Derrick…”
“Can I so totally get your autograph, please? My sister is as crazy about you as I am.” Derrick exclaimed pulling a napkin out of his pocket.
“Sure! What’s your sisters name?” Michael said pulling a sharpie pen out of his shirt pocket.
“Cynthia, oh my GOD! She’s going to be blown away when I tell her about this…ahhh!” Derrick said telling Sean who stood there rolling his eyes. Derrick was hyperventilating in excitement while Sean seemed almost apathetic that there was a mega celebrity in his midst. Sean’s eyes would land on me from time to time, but all I could read was jealousy and envy in them. When his eyes landed on Michael he would lustfully drink in every detail of Michael’s face. This bothered me. Michael signed Derrick’s napkin with his infamous autograph then handed it back to Derrick.
“Oh my God!! Thank you so much! Ah!” Derrick said turning away from us and walking away. Sean lingered for a bit then walked with Derrick. Michael looked at me and draped his arm over my shoulders.
“You look stunning, you know that right?”
“You keep telling me that, so I guess it must be true.” I said as the waitress brought the drinks to our table. She gave me a wink as she placed my drinks on the table. I gave a small smile as I grabbed a shot of jack and downed it quickly. The whiskey burned my throat as it went down but I welcomed it with a groan.
“Of course it’s true, look at all these beautiful women looking at you Crystal.” I downed my next shot.
“Don’t remind me. It’s uncomfortable.” I said, looking at Michael from the corner of my eye as I slammed my second shot glass down. I then downed the Tequila Rose and slammed that glass down on the table. I wasn’t feeling the alcohol yet but I knew once I got up I would, so I waved the waitress over again, and ordered a couple more shots of jack and a paralyzer. Michael looked at me as he sipped his drink. He cringed.
“What?” I asked, looking at him with a small smile curling my lips.
“First of all, why are you downing drinks? Are you trying to get drunk?”
“I’m not trying to get drunk, I’m trying to get buzzed so I feel more comfortable with this situation.”
“I see…” Michael said taking another sip of his drink. “Does being here bother you?”
“It’s a little unnerving to have women eyeing me rather than men, you know? How does that make you feel?”
“I don’t know…I don’t really notice it anymore. It used to bug me when I was young like you, but now I hardly notice it anymore.” Michael said leaning back in his seat. I cuddled into his side for a little while until the waitress came back with my drinks. I downed the two shots of jack one after the other, then began sipping on my paralyzer. Iio’s Rapture came bumping through the speakers but it was a remix that I had never heard before.
“Ooh…I like this song…I wanna dance.” I said getting up and taking Michael’s hand. Michael grabbed Jody as the three of us headed out to the dance floor. I began dancing with Michael, our bodies rubbing against each other enticingly when Jody began to grind against me from behind.
By now the liquor was intoxicating me making me nearly oblivious to the fact that I had turned around and was now feeling Jody up while Michael’s hand’s were underneath my dress feeling my womanhood through my panties. Somehow we had ended up in the middle of the dance floor where no-one seemed to really notice us. Jody pressed up against me, her hands rubbing my breasts. Michael was grinding his body into me while his hands stroked the inside of my thigh and my clit. I felt myself coming to an orgasm quickly. I let a loud moan out but it was drowned out by the music as I came violently. I leaned against Michael for support as my knees gave away. I turn my head to Michael and kissed him with all of my passion, then he turned my head to Jody who leaned in and kissed me passionately. Before our kiss became heated Michael grasped my hand as a cue to head back to our seat. I dislodged from Jody to see some security guards glaring at the three of us. I smile at them then we headed back to our seat.
Once we were back at our seat, Michael motioned me to sit on his lap. I happily obliged, feeling pretty buzzed at this point and still as horny as a devil. I looked at Jody who seemed really attractive at the moment. Her kiss still burned on my lips and I felt like I wanted more. My mind tried to put myself in check but the alcohol did a good job in impairing my conscience. I leaned forward and began kissing Jody. Michael feeling like he didn’t want to be left out of the action, moved my hair aside and began kissing my neck. His lip moved to my ear to nibble on it.
“Crystal, I‘m hard…” Michael whimpered as he stealthily put my hand on his crotch. I could feel Michael’s hard cock through the fabric of his pants. I began rubbing it. If it’s aching you have to rub it. My mind sang. Michael moaned as he continued to kiss my neck. Pulling away every five seconds to look at Jody and I kiss. I quickly made Michael come. He moaned loud when he came but again, the music drowned his moans out. Jody pulled away quickly, surprising me. I recognized the song playing it was Lasgo’s Surrender.
“This is a good song…you wanna dance with me, while Michael gets cleaned up?” Jody asked, whispering in my ear.
“Sure.” I then turned to Michael.
“Hey, why don’t you get cleaned up, Jody and I will dance to a song or two. Is that all right?”
“Yeah, don’t get too carried away with Jody, now, I love you Crystal.” Michael said, as he kissed me passionately. I nodded.
“Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine. Don’t get into any trouble okay?” I teased as Jody and I walked out to the dance floor. I heard someone calling my name. I looked behind me and Michael’s wasn’t there. I looked around the room to see Will.I.am calling me over to his table. I excused myself from Jody as I went over to his table. He was sitting with another man and a woman. I smiled at him.
“Hey Will! What are you doing here?” I asked, arching an eyebrow at him.
“Just checking the sights here in Dublin, although there’s not much to see here.” Will said commenting on the club. I gave a smile of amusement.
“So you…you’re…?”
“Oh no, that’s Jody, she’s interested that way but I’m not. Just merely experimenting…Mike’s here too.” I said, realizing that I should’ve not said that. I clamp my hand over my mouth. “Oh shit, that sounded bad. He’s not that way. He came with me to see what I would do in a place like this…” I said trying to recover my statement. The alcohol was doing crazy things to my brain. It was frustrating me.
“Ah, that’s all right. I know Mike’s not that way. Why don’t you have seat with me. I’m sure your girlfriend won’t mind being alone for a moment.” Will said reaching over the woman’s legs to pat the empty seat beside her. I sat down next to her. “You though, you like it? Experimenting with that lifestyle?”
“Um…if I was sober, I wouldn‘t be here.”
“You’re drunk then?” Will asked arching an eyebrow.
“Not drunk per say, I don’t know what I am, but I know that I’m not sober.” I said looking at Will.
“You’re not slurring your words yet, so you’re probably somewhere in between.” Will said, looking at me. Then he looked at the guy next to him and the woman next to him.
“Crystal, this is my bodyguard Chris, and this is my lady friend Monique.” Will said introducing me to his crew. I shook their hands saying the usual ‘Nice to meet you.’
“Hey, wanna dance? Mike won’t get jealous will he?” I looked around the room to see the two guys from earlier taking a seat next to Michael. I looked back at Will.
“Nah, I don’t think so…lets go.” I said as I followed Will out to the dance floor. We began dancing to Craig David’s What’s your flava. Something in the pit of my stomach warned me that something bad was about to happen. I stopped dancing with Will. Will stopped and looked at me confused. I stared at Michael’s table. Nothing seemed out of the normal.
“What’s up? Why’d you stop?” Will asked, looking at me. I pulled Will over to his booth.
“Watch Michael and those two guys. Does something seem off to you?”
“Um…not really. They’re just talking. Why? Do you have a bad feeling?”
“Yeah, something’s not right. Maybe I’m overreacting.”
“No, don’t dismiss that feeling Crys, when your gut is telling you something’s wrong its usually right. Let’s just watch…You want a drink.”
“Yeah, get me a pop or something.” I said my eyes not leaving Michael’s table.
“Just a soda?”
“Yeah, I may need to drive home if something’s wrong.”
“Okay,” Will said, as he whispered to Chris. Chris got up and went to the bar, keeping a watchful eye on us. Moments later he came back with my drink. It was Sprite. I downed it quickly. The bubbles burning their way down my throat as I chugged. I was awfully thirsty.
“Crystal, look.” Will said, pointing at Michael’s table. Michael’s face looked paler than usual, his eyes expressed confusion as he looked at the two gentlemen who were sitting on either side of him. His lips were moving but I couldn’t make out any of the words. Monique whispered to Will then Will leaned in to me.
“Monique says that Michael is not feeling good, and feels dizzy…how many drinks has he had.”
“Just one that I know of.”
“What was it?”
“A paralyzer but that wouldn’t get him drunk.”
“Perhaps the alcohol is making him sick?” Will suggested, his brown eyes meeting mine. I shrugged.
“I don’t think that’s it.” I then saw one of the guys stroke a piece of hair out of Michael’s face. That’s when I got clued in. Normally Michael would’ve moved away, or something, but he just sat there, almost catatonic. The other guy, moved Michael’s head and leaned in and kissed him on the lips. I looked at Will, he was shocked as well as Monique. I knocked the glass off the table and it fell to the hard floor and shattered.
“My God, they roofied him!” I yelled. As I grabbed a chunk of glass off the floor. Will got up, nearly flipping the table over.
“Michael!!! Michael!!!” Will yelled. The two men were moving in quickly on Michael. I walked as fast as I could over to the three men. The two men didn’t see me. Derrick was working on Michael’s zipper, as Sean was kissing Michael. I stuck the sharp glass blade against Sean’s back. He stilled.
“GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HIM RIGHT NOW, BEFORE I SLIT YOUR FUCKING THROAT!.” I yelled over the loud music. Will rushed over to me and put a hand on my shoulder.
“All right, All right, Derrick do what the lady demands.” Both of the men back away from Michael. Chris grabbed both of the men by the shirts.
“What should I do with them boss?” Chris asked Will.
“Teach them a lesson about taking advantage of people. Then see to it that they get to sit in jail.” Will said looking at the two scumbags who tried to have their way with Michael. I rushed over to Michael and put my hand on his face and looked into his eyes.
“Michael, I’m here, are you okay?” He nodded, then looked at me.
“I feeiil realllly strrrranggge Crrrysssstaaal. Wwhhat haappppennned…what’ssss goinnng oooon.” Michael slurred.
“You probably won’t remember any of this if I tell you, but both Will and I think those guys put some kind of drug in your drink so they could take advantage of you.”
“Taaaake adddffaaantaaggage offff meeeee? Whhyyyy?”
“Because they obviously saw what they liked and knew you didn’t swing that way.” I said, as I grabbed Michael’s arm and went to help him up but he got up just fine.
“I…I caaan waaalk, I jussss feeeeel liiiike I’m iiiin thissss weirrrrrd bubble or sssssomething.”
“Okay, at least take my hand.” I said as I grabbed his hand with mine.
“Youuu neeed keyyssss” Michael said digging into his pocket and grabbing his car keys. He handed them to me.
“Thank you.” I said my eyes meeting his.
“Youuu arrrre sooo beautifulll youu know that?” Michael said his hand coming up to stroke my hair. Will came up on the other side of Michael.
“Wiilll, you’re heerrreee, that’s great! I loovvveee you maan.” Michael said, as we started making our way out of the club. We made it out to the SUV and Will helped a singing Michael into the car.
“Well, looks like you got quite a night ahead of you.” Will said his eyes meeting mine.
“Yeah, I know.”
“Crrryyysssttaaaalllll aree you cooommiinnngg? Letssss goooooooo.” Michael whined loudly from inside the car. I let out a heavy breath.
“Well I probably should go. Thanks for everything Will, you’re awesome.” I said, as I began to make my way around the car to the driver side.
“You’re okay to drive right?” Will asked looking at me again as he slowly made his way back into the club.
“Yeah, I’ll be fine. Have a good night.” I said waving goodbye to Will.
“Yep, goodnight.” Will said, waving back before heading back into the club. I got in on the drivers side and started up the SUV.
“Hoooommmeeeeee, hoooommeeee isss whheeerrree the Heart issss, and my hearrrttt issss with you Crystal Marie….” Michael said, drunkenly. I smiled as we started on our way back to Michael’s place. Michael then grabbed his stomach and couldn’t stand looking at the road anymore.
“Sloooowww dowwwwnnn…sloooww dowwwwwnnnn!” Michael screamed, holding to his stomach tightly. I grew alarmed.
“I’m going 20 kilometers an hour Michael! How slow do you want to go?” I asked looking at him. All the color in his face drained and was replaced by a sickly green. I sped up a little bit going 40 km per hour. Michael shook his head.
“I’m gonna be sick…I’m gonna be sick…” Michael repeated clutching his stomach. I quickly looked in the back seat for a bag, I found one from dinner the night before and grabbed it, but when I went to hand it to Michael, he began to gag, after gagging for the second time bright orange vomit spewed from Michael’s mouth coating my arms and my side.
“Michael! Are you---oh fuck!!!” I said as I swerved on the road, nearly colliding with another car to my right. I swerved back into my lane when green and yellow lights flashed in my rearview mirror.
“Fuck.” I said, as I pulled over. Michael was still vomiting but he had contained the rest of it in the bag. I patiently waited for the cop to come up to the car. Sure enough she did.
“Hello madam, do you know why I pulled you over?” The lady asked, her blue eyes meeting mine. Her thick Irish accent lacing each word. I nodded.
“Yeah because I swerved back there.”
“Yes, have you been drinking tonight?”
“I have yes, but as you can see,” I showed her my arm and nodded towards Michael. “He’s been drugged, his body is reacting badly to the drug that some guys gave him…”
“Rophynol?” The female cop asked, her eyes averting to Michael. Michael finally got done puking and looked up at the cop.
“Heeeellllloooo miissssss, I’m nnnnooot myysssseeellllffff. I onnnlllyyy had twooo drinnnkkkssssss…” Then Michael turned to me. “I’m ssssoooorrrrryyyyy forrrr pukinnnggg onnn you babe. Yourrrr ssoo swwweeeettttt. I lovvveee you.” Michael slurred placing a kiss on my cheek. The whole car smelled of alcohol, gastric acid, and digested food. It was beginning to make me nauseous. The female nodded.
“Look I’m gonna let you go with a warning, get him home and stay with him until this drug gets out of his system.” The female cop said, looking at me then Michael. “Nothing happened to him did it?” She added.
“Almost, I saw the guys moving in for the kill, if I was seconds later only God knows what they would’ve done to him. Why do you ask?”
“I was rophied when I was younger, and I can’t remember anything. Next thing I remember I was waking up in London in a place I’ve never been before. So I understand, just be happy that this didn’t happen to him.” The female cop said, as she her eyes met mine. I nodded. She grabbed a napkin from her pocket and handed it to me. I wiped the vomit off my arm.
“I’m really sorry.” I said getting the last of Michael’s vomit off of my arm. “People will do anything to get laid anymore it seems.” I said, Michael started singing a song that I hadn’t heard before.
“Yeah,” The lady said, looking at me. Her radio went off about a fight that broke out at Silk. The cop radio back that she was in the vicinity and that she would check it out.
“Well that’s my cue. I’ll let you go, don’t let me catch you swerving on this road again. Okay?” The cop teased. I smiled.
“It won’t happen again Officer.” I said, as she began to walk away. Once she was in her patrol car I put the SUV in gear and slowly pulled away. We were on the road again. Michael continued singing as I tried to remember where his house was.
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