Come Together

Chapter 31: Still in shock, Michael you're in trouble

Michael's POV
The next morning I wake up to a banging headache and a female with curly black hair on my chest. It isn't roberta either.... What... Wait... This isn't Roberta so who the... Oh my god.....please tell me I didn't do... Ughhh... Michael what the hell is wrong with you....
I got out of bed grabbed me a pain pill and took it with some water as I was walking I saw clothes everywhere and a wine bottle... A WINE BOTTLE !! I don't drink.. There's no way I drunk wine. ...with her... Oh shit... I'm in trouble... OK Mike focus . I woke Tati up and told her that she had to leave she snapped back into reality and started crying while getting dressed and she made her exit but she told me she was truly sorry.
Now it's my time to go fix the problem but how and when....

Roberta's POV
I woke up in my old bed from when I was a kid . My room is pink and it has a canopy. It has posters of the Jackson 5 , the Jacksons. Each member of the Jackson five and Mainly Michael.... Pictures of what happened last night still haunt me. I still believe it's unreal but I know that it happened and my gut instinct were right and I pushed them to the side. I shouldn't never did that. Memories of me and Michael flood to me and I can't help but to start crying like a baby. My mom rushed into my room as soon as I started crying.
Mom: what happened baby. What's wrong.
Me: mommy.....
Mom: yes baby I'm here. Tell me what happened.
Me: he... Cheated... On.... Me....
Mom: no he didn't!!
Me: yes... Me and Karen were planning a dinner and I was going to surprise him and I heard moaning noises and I decided to go see what was it and I found him and Tatiana having sex.... I don't know what the hell to think anymore.....
Mom: Awww baby... It's OK....
She comfort me the best way she could until I had to go back to the hotel. As much as I didn't want to be there. My stuff was there so I had to go. I thank my mom and left and on my way back I had to shop in my favorite place to shop... Queens New York...

Michael's POV
We have early rehearsals and a meeting. I guess to talk about how the tour is going to continue with out Tatiana. So I am now dressed and leaving the door but as soon as I leave I hear jingling on the doorknob. I look down and see a necklace and a ring attached to it. I know this ring and necklace from anywhere because it's Roberta's I brought it for her. This is her engagement ring. But why would it be right here and not on her finger... Wait... SHE IS HERE... Oh lord... I put her things in my pocket and walked to rehearsals. As soon as I get there all talking stopped. Karen walked up to me and pulled to the side.
Karen: good morning
Me: morning. What's wrong with everyone.
Karen: OK I'm going to need you to stop acting so damn nonchalant. You know exactly what happened.
Me: oh my... That... I'm sorry I really am -
Karen: there's no need to apologize to me. Roberta is the one you need to apologize to.
Me: I know... About that how did her necklace and ring get on my door.
Karen: she was here last night... She didn't want to tell you that she was planning on coming back. Everybody knew she was coming back . I planned y'all a dinner yesterday and she went and got her something nice to wear. She said she was getting ready when she heard noises that she didn't want to hear. When she went to go check she saw you two doing something really wrong. She left.. She went to her mother's house. But to let you know she isn't staying. She called me this morning to say that she is coming to pack her things and heading back to LA. You got yourself into a shithole and now you have to fix it.. Or at least hope you can fix it.

Roberta's POV
I just left the mall and tried to take my mind off things and it is going well. I have at least 10 bags in the car and I'm on my way back to the hotel. I hope I don't run into him then I'll be fine. I am in the hotel and on my way back to my room I was looking down at the bags I have until I bumped into somebody that I thought I was going to avoid but I guess not .
Me: excuse me
Mike: no I have to talk to you.
Me: I don't want to talk now excuse me
Mike: please roberta.
Me: what do you want.
Mike: I would like to talk to you in your room.
Me: you asking for too much but help me with these bags.
Mike : got it.
He grabbed all the bags and we are now in my room. I pulled out my suitcases and started folding up my clothes.
Me: you don't have a lot of time boy.
Mike: right... I'm sorry. What I did wasn't in my intentions. I didn't mean to. She persuaded me to drink.
Me: stop right there. You did mean to because you could've said no. And she persuaded you to drink but she didn't persuade you to sleep with her.
Mike: but I can explain.
Me: I thought that's what you're trying to do.
Mike: I didn't mean to do anything. Its not In me to hurt you. This is why I don't drink because I know I'm not me when I drink.
Me: oh really... You still could've said no... And you're lying. The drinking may been part of it but she kissed you the other night and you kissed her back.
I start hiting him and throwing stuff at him. I've lost my cool and now I'm ready to whoop some ass because this shit has me extremely mad. I got off of him and continued to pack but I packed extremely fast because i saw myself being walked out with police officers .
Mike: what has gotten into you.
Me: you wanna know what's gotten into me? The fact that you didn't think to once pick up the damn phone and tell me shit. Or the fact that I knew some shit was going to go down and once again I shut my instinct down because I fucking believe you. Everybody seem to know something that I didn't know. The band didn't  want to even look me in my eyes because you did something you had no business doing. Here I am panicking about me not being able to make it to my Premiere because I wanted to be here with you. Or the fact that you didn't tell me shit. No wonder why you was so calm about her going on tour with you. Meanwhile Karen was telling me That her gut instinct was telling her different too . Michael Joe Jackson I'm highly upset at you...

I couldn't even look at him any longer I was packing when I heard someone call his name . I dropped everything and marched my ass out the door only to find Tatiana standing outside his door.
Me: what could you possibly want from him.
Tati: oh my you're here...
Me: yes and I'm leaving so what the hell do you want with him?
Tat: I wanted to talk to him
Me: about... Because apparently y'all did all the damn talking y'all was suppose to be doing last night.  So what else do you have to say?
Tati: whether im staying or not.
Me: bitch you wasn't suppose to be here anyways so it really don't matter and if I was you I would get the Fuck out of here before Frank comes .
Tati: I just wanted to apologize. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do none of this.
Me:  I don't want to hear it. How could you!!! You suppose to be my best friend and here you go doing some dumb ass shit to me . Behind my damn back.  I really should be fucking you up on sight!! What's the fucking matter with you . I mean you could've told me what's up. Instead you do this shit.
Tati: I'm sorry.
Me: I don't know if sorry is going to fix your fuck up but how about you two talk it out or whatever. I have a jet to catch.
I walk away and open my door and slam the shit out of it. I continue to pack and now I'm done and I changed my clothes. I have on a black long sleeved shirt, dark blues skinny jeans, black knee boots, and I'm putting on my black cardigan ,I let my hair down and called the bodyguard to escort me down.

Michale's POV
Don't nobody know how bad I want to hit something. I can only be mad at Tati and myself because we caused a action that has torn my relationship apart. As I'm sitting in the room with Karen, Tati and soon to be frank I hear footsteps meaning that she is leaving . I can't even go and tell her goodbye because Frank isn't having that shit. So I'll just sit down. And take this yelling at.

Roberta's POV
I get on the jet and I am in my room laying in bed and hurting inside because this hasn't happened to me at all and I'm still in shock. I can't stop thinking about what happened and what I saw . I can only pray that I get to LA fast enough . And just like that I am here and now in the car headed to my house. Not neverland but my house. Once I walk in I automatically start crying. It's like a broken record in my heart because the series of events replay in my mid over and over. I get out of my clothes and get into my pajamas and turn on my TV and slip into bed and cry myself to sleep. With a broken heart...