Just You And Me (A Michael Jackson Story)

Chapter 68: The Ghost Of Jealousy

Charlotte's Point of View

"W-Who's this?" I say to the Mystery Voice...It sounds like a male voice

"Don't worry about that, I want you to do something for me, or you're whole family...starting with Michael will get killed..."

I feel my eyes fill with tears "W-What do you want me to do?"

The Mystery Voice chuckles evilly "I want you to come to the Park at midnight...Don't tell nobody where you're going, or they will get killed...I just want you to come to the Park...Don't ask any questions...Midnight, today at midnight...And don't be late...And, I am watching you.."

He hangs up, and I swear, I don't know what to do now...Tears are rolling down my cheeks, and I'm shaking...I hope Michael doesn't come in this room, because I really don't want to talk to him, because I don't want him to get killed by this Mystery Guy...The question I'm asking myself is..Who the hell is this Mystery Guy?

"Sweetie?" I hear Michael say from the outside of the room "Are you okay?...Can I come in?"

I sigh, "Uh...Sure..."

Michael comes in and he's face goes into a "worried" expression "Baby, what's wrong?"

I wipe my tears "Is nothing, honey...Is just, you know...My Mood Swings..."

"Aww, honey.." Michael says as he takes me in embrace, I really wish I could just tell him what's going on, but I don't want him to get killed.."Don't worry, soon...we will have another baby in our arms...Very soon, honey..." He says as he touches my tummy, and I put my hand over it...I can already feel more tears rolling down my cheeks, I wouldn't want this Mystery Guy to kill everything and everyone I love, that's why I gotta go tonight..*sighs*

"Don't cry, baby..." Michael says as he wipes my tears with his sleeve "I hate seeing you like this..I love you, do you love me too?"

"Y-Yes, Michael...Of Course I do...Why wouldn't I?" I ask nervously...

"Because, just a while ago...You were fussing at me saying you "wanted a divorce"...And that really hurt me on the inside...It doesn't matter if you meant it or not, it still hurt. What would you do if I told you I wanted a divorce with you? How would you feel?"

I look down, and more tears roll down my cheeks "I'm sorry..."

He lifts up my chin, and looks deeply into my red, teary eyes "Don't worry about it.." Michael says as he lays me down and starts kissing my neck...I swear, I'm not in the mood for this...

I pushed Michael off me "Do you think I'm in the mood for sex right now?...Do you even care about how I feel right now?...I don't think you do..." I say loudly as I cover my face...

"I just wanted to make you feel better, but since you're not in the mood...I'm just going to leave you alone.." Michael says as he stands up and starts walking away, I grab his arm...

"Michael, I'm sorry for yelling...I don't want you to feel bad, and I thank you for trying to make me feel better, but I'm just not in the mood...Can I get a kiss now?" I say giving him the "puppy eyes"

Michael sighs and he grabs my face and gives me a kiss on my lips...I look at the clock on my phone and it marks...11:30 p.m...I should be going now...

"Michael, I have to go to...Uh..Lindsay's house, don't wait for me...You can go to sleep, you have work tomorrow...I won't be long.." I say as I kiss his lips like if it was the last time I was going to kiss him...