[MJ Fanfiction] What Happened That Day

Part 63: Hiding Things

Michael's point of view

I just finished my studio session with Quincy for today, and it's already 8 pm. Bill came to pick me up from the studio, and now I'm on my way to June's appartement. I'm really glad she's ok. She needs to feel good again, after eveything that happened. She looks happy, and Bill told me that she was joyful when he saw her this afternoon. I think she finally wants to move on with her life, and begin to forget about the past events. I'm really proud of her, and sometimes I wish I could be as strong as her. She went through death, betrayal, she had an accident, and she's still the same girl I met months ago. If I was the one who lost as much people in my life, I don't know how I could handle this situation, honestly. I understand why she loved Beverly that much: she was like her. She was a fighter, she fought for her life even though it didn't treat her well.

“We're here, boss,” Bill said, tearing me out from my thoughts. I was thinking so deeply that I didn't realize that we were actually here.

“Oh um, thanks, man. I'll see you tomorrow, have a good night,” I smiled at him before getting out of the car.

Bill waved at me, and before I even knock at the door, June opened it with a bright smile on her face.

“Here's my girl,” I said, and a bright smile spread across my face as well. She took my hand and dragged me in the appartment, closing the door behind us. As soon as it was closed, she gently pushed me on it, and gave me a long and passionate kiss. When she pulled back, she looked at me in the eyes, and smiled again.

“Here's my man,” she said, and gave me another peck.

“Missed me?” I asked her, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Like crazy,” I sincerely asnwered. “Missed me?”

“Don't even mention it,” I said, and kissed her once again. As the kiss became more passionate and heated, June suddenly pulled away, and put her index finger on my mouth. “Why?” I pouted.

“My mother's coming for dinner, so behave yourself,” she grinned.

“But she's not here yet,” I smirked and leant toward her to give her another kiss, but someone knocked at the door before our lips touched.

“Sure about this?” she taunted. I playfully shook my head at her and took a step forward so June could open the door. When she opened it, Michelle stood there, all smiling.

“Hey lovebirds,” she greeted us and came into the appartment. “How are you feeling?”

“I'm perfectly healthy, according to Dr. Warren, and I'm feeling great,” June widely smiled.

“That's some great news, honey!” Michelle said, hugging her daughter tightly. “And what about Mr. Jackson over here?” She asked, pulling away from the hug with June.

“I'm feeling great, Michelle,” I answered, smiling.

“Awesome!” she cheered. “Now, let's eat, I'm starving,” she smiled, and walked past us to the kitchen. June looked at me with a seductive smile on her lips, and winked at me. She followed her mom in the kitchen, and as she walked past me, I gently slapped her butt, which made her gasp a little. She gave me a “I-told-you-to-behave-yourself” look, and I held my hands up like I was innocent. She shook her head playfully at me and chuckled before taking my hand in hers.

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June's point of view

Michael and my mother really get along, and this makes me very happy to see them chatting together. They've been talking all dinner long. My mom seemed very happy, it been a while I didn't see her this happy since my dad's passing. It warms up my heart to know that she can be happy again, even though I know she's still in pain, just as I am. We won't be able to forget about my dad.