Chapter 25: Revenge

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Charlotte's Point of View

"Cameron, tell me why the hell did you get Michael into an accident?..Because you wanted him dead?..Because I am his and I am not yours?..Because you wanted to kill him so I will go back to you?...What the hell is wrong with you?" I say fighting off tears

"YES I WANTED HIM DEAD....WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME IS THAT I LOVE YOU SO DAMN MUCH THAT IT HURTS..AND IT HURTS MORE THAN YOU ARE WITH HIM AND NOT ME...JUST BECAUSE I HAD SEX WITH LILLY DOESN'T MEAN I DON'T LOVE YOU...I AM SORRY, OK?..." Cameron says as he steps away from the cutting board and from all the anger cuts my arm...Shit..

He drops the knife, shocked for what he just did...I cry from the pain..I put my hand over the cut "I HATE YOU, CAMERON"

I leave his house, my hand and arm full of blood and try to call Michael...

"Hello?"

"Michael-Michael..I-I- Can-Can..You- Pick-Pick..Me-Me..Up-Up?" I try to say but from all the blood I've lost, I can barely speak...

"Um..Sure..I'll be right there.."

I hang up and wait..I put on my sweater to cover the cut that Cameron "Accidentally" did..so Michael wouldn't notice it...I see Michael's car coming...Thank you god..

Michael stops the car and gets out...I collapse in his arms..Weak from all the blood I've lost today..

"Are you okay, baby?..." He says with a concerned look on his face..

"Umm Yeah..Is just that I am tired.." I lie trying to seem that I don't have the cut...

He lifts me up and puts me in the passenger seat..He also gets in and starts driving...Then he look at my arm..with a shocked expression..I look at it and realize that there is this red stain on my coat..Shit...

"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT? ON YOUR COAT?" Michael stops the car and looks at me...

"Please don't react badly...I went to Cameron's house and kinda "Beat Him Up" For getting you into an accident..I made him mad and he cut me but in his eyes he didn't mean it, the anger just took him to do it..."

"Take off your coat..I know how the blood can stop.."

I take off my coat and he notices the deep cut that Cameron made with the kitchen knife...He wraps my coat on my arm and sits back on his chair...

"Why are you gonna beat him up?..Weren't you just fussing at me the other day for punching him?"

"Yeah but, this is different..I was defending and protecting you from another accident happening.."

"Charlotte, I can protect and defend myself..I don't need your help, I can do it on my own...I don't want you defending me and getting hurt like you did now.."

"Michael, Then why whenever I am gonna defend myself, you gotta come in it..I have been alone every day of my life...I can defend myself..Let me do something by myself.."

He looks at me with sadness in his eyes "I love you too much, and that's why I defend and protect you so you won't get hurt..I can't bear to lose you too..."

My eyes widen "What do you mean?"

He sighs "My first relationship I ever had, was very hard for me...I had 3 relationships in my life...Kennedy, Stephanie and you...I loved Kennedy too much and before my very eyes, her ex boyfriend killed her, I didn't stop it and I blamed myself for it all this time...Then, from that point forward I promised myself that each relationship I would have..I would protect my girl with my life..That's why I protect you so much..because, I don't want somebody to hurt you like they hurt Kennedy..." He covers his face to hide the pain..Damn..

"I'm sorry for the lost of your own relationship...I thank you for taking such good care of me and the twins..Nobody has ever cared or loved me like you do.."

"I do that because I love you..But please don't ever say that you were alone every single day of your life..because, with me..you will never be alone...You are not alone, I am here with you..Forever.."

I look down and smile, to hide my smile...

"That's what I like to see, your pretty smile..."

I don't care about my arm any more..It stopped hurting a few moments ago..but it still stings..

"Are you mad at me for using "Violence" to protect you?" I say

"Nah, I'm just disappointed because, when I punched Cameron you overreacted for what I did..and now, look at me..Do you see me overreacting?...I'm not, I'm just disappointed..."

I look down as he starts the ignition..We take a long drive in silence..It hurts seeing Michael being so disapointed in me...A tear rolls down my cheek but I ignore it...

We get home and I stay in the car..Michael opens his door and sees that I am not moving..

"Aren't you coming?"

"No.."

He sits back down and looks at me "What's wrong?"

Another tear rolls down my eye "I'm sorry"

He puts his hand on my leg "Sorry for what?"

"Sorry for making you disappointed in me..Sorry for not being like Kennedy..Sorry I couldn't be the women you always wanted and deserved.."

"Woah, Woah There...I don't want you to be like Kennedy..I love you just the way you are..and baby, you are the women I always wanted and deserved in my life...I don't know how I lived without you all this years of being single after I broke up with Stephanie...Don't ever say that again..."

"Michael, I don't feel good..."

"Do you want me to take you upstairs and get you into some comfortable clothes?"

I manage to nod..

Michael's Point of View

I lift up Charlotte and she wraps her arms around my neck and she lays her heck on my chest..I bring her upstairs and take off her clothes and take her so she could take a shower...My poor baby is not feeling well but that's okay because I am here whenever she needs me...

I get her ready and lay her down on the bed..I look at her..she looks at me with sadness in her eyes...

"Do you need anything?"

"A hug or kiss?..Something that will make me feel better.."

I smile and get on the bed and hug her and make her get on top of me her face facing mine...

"I love you so much, Charlotte.."

"I love you too.."

"Baby, it's snowing...Let me bring us some Hot Chocolate and some Cupcakes..."

I go and get them stuff...I go back upstairs and look out the window to the snow falling..I take Charlotte in my arms and we just cuddle there..

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