My Step Father 2 (Michael Jackson Fan Fiction)

My Step Father 14

"Well start talkin'!" Michael started getting impatient with Lisa because she just stood there looking stupid.

"Yeah, Lisa show him the picture you showed me!" I ended up butting in because I can.

Lisa ended up giving me an evil stare that didn't bother me. I'm not scared of her lame ass.

She got out her phone, finding the picture that she showed me. Showing it to Michael.

"A few things here. Number one, Riley that picture was taking when we first got married. Number two, why the fuck are you taking pictures of us having sex? Number three, you are going to delete all of those right now. I am not going to have them leaked out to the public because of your jealous ass. Actually, I don't trust you. I'm going to delete them my damn self." Michael started going through all of her pictures deleting all of the ones of him and her.

A few times, Michael made a scrunched up face, as if he seen something hideous.

"Make sure you delete them from her recent deleted, Michael."

"Shut up, bitch! Don't you think you have done enough?"

I looked behind me seeing if her ass was talking to someone else.

"Who me?" I pointed at myself.

"No, the fucking tree behind you."

"Lisa. Lisa. Lisa." I took a step closer to her. "Don't be upset because your man picked me over you. Learn to keep your legs closed and maybe you can finally keep a man, bitch."

"You don't know a damn thing about our marriage. Stop acting like you do." Lisa took a step closer to me slapping me right across the face. "If it wasn't for me leaving that whole week, you wouldn't have your precious little bastard kids."

She can bad mouth me all she wants, when it comes to my kids, momma bear is coming out with claws ready to pounce.

I ended up punching Lisa right across the jaw causing her to fall down to the ground. I hovered over her, slapping her against the face.

"Don't you ever and I mean EVER bad mouth my kids! At least I know who the hell my kids' father is. I don't have to lie like you! Don't think I don't know your lies and schemes that you are playing on Michael. You don't give a shit about anything but yourself. Cunt." Lisa ended up punching me in the face, only weakly though.

"You don't know what the fuck you are talking about! Michael is the father of Wyatt, whether you like it or not! Just always remember, Riley I can take Michael away from you whenever I want to." I ended up punching Lisa on the other side of the face.

"I'm sure he is Ms. abortion whore. So you wouldn't have a problem with him getting another DNA test done? Right. Michael isn't a fucking toy Lisa! He deserves to be loved, cherished and honored. Apparently, you have a hard time doing."

"You don't know what the fuck you are talking about. If Michael wants to get another DNA test done, I know the perfect guy to do it. And like you can love him properly. Both of you can't stop fighting long enough to even claim you are in a 'relationship'. Besides, what makes you think, Michael wants to spend the rest of his life with you? I seen his phone, him and Brooke seemingly have been getting along, pretty well." I ended up slapping her again just for the hell of it.

"No, Michael will go to his own person, privately to get a DNA test done. He doesn't need you to manipulate the results anymore than you already did. Don't worry about our relationship. It doesn't involve you. Bitch."

"You think you know everything, bitch you don't know a damn thing. Trust me the last thing I'm worried about is y'all's pathetic so called relationship. But always remember Michael is cheating on you. Just know that he doesn't want you. Brooke has showed me explicit text messages that they have shared. Also the two months before you had your son, she was here sleeping with him." I ended up getting three more slaps in before I felt myself being removed by Michael.