Nothing but The Truth

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Michael

September 13th, 1988.

I don't think I had ever driven so quickly before. Or raged so much at other drivers, I had probably cursed more than I ever had before within a span of ten minutes. I had no time for any extensive disguising of myself so whoever saw me, literally saw me. I was only driving like a maniac mostly because Mother had called and said I had a letter addressed to me from Kendra.

I had probably gotten to Hayvenhurst at the end of the hour, thank god I didn't get stopped. I probably shouldn't have been as excited and as nervous as I was. But I hadn't spoken to Kendra or seen her in a month, so I had no clue where she was or if she was okay.

I sped past the guards who greeted me as I burst through the front door. Mother sits in the kitchen with a cup of tea, and looks fairly surprised as I slap my hand down on the counter to take the letter.

"Boy, you look like you just ran a marathon. The letter wasn't going anywhere!" She laughed a bit as I tore open the envelope. The penmanship screams Kendra. I begin to read it, not focusing on anything but her letter. She could have easily called but I guess she decided to contact me the hard way.

I head out the room with a few words to Mother, heading somewhere that I know she won't bother me. Which happens to be Joseph's office. I sit and contemplate reading it for a good amount of time, watching the minutes go by as I stare at it as it lay plainly on the desk. Mustering up some strength, I take it and open it up fully to read.

Michael,

I probably need more than just words on a paper to express how deeply.... deeply sorry I am to have been the one to hurt your heart like I did. Right now, more than anything, you deserve the truth. I'll try to explain as simple and as detailed as possible.

As I continue along, reading it in my head, the voice I hear slowly changes to Kendra's soft yet strong voice. If only she were here right now.

My name isn't Kendra Atkins, well it is now, but it originally wasn't.

See, time is something most of us take for granted, we think we have all the time in the world to chase our dreams. I was doing exactly that, wasting time and working a dead end job that I despised. On my birthday, October 3rd, you remember right? I did something so simple and somewhat silly at the time. I made a wish to live a better life and have something worth living for. My life was going nowhere fast, my parents were divorced, I was unhappy and so was the rest of my family. Of course, I didn't think much of it the next morning.

How could she even ask a silly question like that? Of course I remember, there was no way I could forget her. I read each and every word carefully, this didn't seem at all like the Kendra I knew. She always seemed like she had a direction in life, very determined, among other things so to read about this made me feel as if I only knew a fraction of her.

Until I woke up, that is. You remember my apartment? Well, that was the first time I had ever seen it. By this point, I wouldn't be surprised if you wrote me off as a lunatic but please hear me out. The candles I had wished on? They were some weird magical candles that my sister (from my original timeline, which I'll get into in a few minutes) had bought from some magic shop. Should you not shred this, read these words carefully.... I'm from the future. 2016 to be exact.

I read that line over and over again, 2016? I almost want to laugh but then I recall that weird thing I found in her purse. Somewhere deep down inside me was screaming to forget about this lunatic but a more prominent voice was telling me that she was telling the truth, it was a battle in my mind that I wasn't sure what to make of it.

That's what I've been hiding from you for so long. But I had good reason to, this is the part where you definitely think I'm a raving mad lunatic. I would happily agree with you.

But, everything was so much better for me in 1988, I was happy, my family was happy and everything seemed to be falling into place. But, good things can only last so long. As the universe would have it, something had to go wrong and that wrong just happened to be your father. Joseph.

My interest peaks even more at the Joseph's name. I did have a rising suspicion that Joseph had something to do with Kendra leaving, but I had no solid evidence until now. I mean, why else would she mention him unless he was involved?

He seems to thrive on your continued success but once a woman or anyone came into the picture, he would work hard to persuade you to get rid of them or even go to drastic measures to rid of them himself. That breakup? It wasn't my idea to begin with.

I respect your father for what he's done for your family but he holds something against me that would and still separates me from you. I'm not sure of all the details but Joseph has more than just a belonging of mine, he holds my father's good name in the balance as well. If you ever do forgive me for what I've done, I'd hope you find these things, burn them and break them.

When I made that wish, I never expected that you would be the thing worth living for.

Love,

Kendra.

After reading all her words, I hop out the chair and bend down to the drawers of the desk. Joseph wasn't so this probably my only opportunity to do what Kendra says. I don't go digging for very long, finding a file marked under her name along with her father's name. Opening it up, I find that weird thing from earlier, but I can't bring myself to break it. I slip it in my pocket for safe keeping, can't do much blackmailing without the said items, can you?

As for the file? I slip it into my jacket, making a mad dash for the door without a word to Mother. Being the curious person I am, I open the file and skim the contents of it. Kendra was right, there was enough stuff in this file to send someone away for decades. That someone being her father, I couldn't let Joseph be responsible for putting another pain in her heart.

But now we have so many things to talk about. And I had to go straight to the source to find out more. Luckily, I knew just where to go to see her. High time I made a trip down to Florida. 

(A/N: My apologies for this one being so short, class has started up for me again so I'm trying my best to keep you guys updated with new chapters before I get too busy!)

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