Once we were home again, Michael was feeling still down after what had happened.
"Michael, forget about it, please?" I begged. Michael walked over to his bed and sat down, burying his head in his hands. He sighed.
"I can't, that wasn't a good place for someone your age to be.." Michael replied with a frown.
"I'm ok, it's you I'm worried about. Those guys were awful, they shouldn't have done that to you..!" I told him, sitting down on the bed next to him and stroking his back. Michael looked up at me, tears in his eyes.
"I hate being like this in front of you, but my emotions and everything are all over the damn place.." Michael confessed.
"I understand Michael, you are the biggest star in the world, you're gonna have problems like this.." I comforted him. He wiped his tears away.
"I just want them to stop with it. I don't like lies. I hate being humiliated like this, I hate it!" Michael yelled out of anger, making me jump.
"Sorry.. I didn't mean to shout, I shouldn't be concentrating on me. It's your birthday soon after all, I need to plan for that too." Michael said, forcing a smile and patting my head gently.