Forgiven Not Forgotten ( A Michael Jackson Fanfic )

Welcome Back Jermaine.

" Jermaine?!"

I sqeaked again.

" Yes, it's me babygirl."

" What're you doing?"

" Oh nothing, I just came to check on you, and tell you that the family is coming over again this Saturday."

" Oh, umm, ok."

I said, sometimes I sound like a total idiot!

" Now if you don't mind me asking, what're YOU doing?"

he asked me, looking me up and down.

" Uhhhh, I was just umm..."

I trailed off as I tried to cover myself up. I was failing misrably, so I just dropped my arms down to my sides and ran to my room.

Once there, I flung the door open and ran inside.

I then slammed it shut and stared at the handle to make sure he wasn't gonna follow me and try to come in.

" Miss Victoria?"

said a soft female's voice from behind me.

Oh shit.

I banged my head on the door before turning around to face one of Michael's maids.

So now the stupid maid shows up!

" Yes ma'am? "

I said in my sweetest voice.

" Are you alright?"

she asked me.

" Y-yes, I-I'm fine."

I said as I scooted towards the ginormous closet.

I opened the door to the closet and stepped inside, quickly shutting the door behind me.

I fumbled around for the light switch and flipped it on once I found it.

I shivered, I'm still wet from the shower and it's pretty cold in here.

I walked over to the dresser inside and pulled out a black lace pair of bra and panties.

I then put on a black and white striped polo and a pair of navy-blue skinny jeans.

I finished off with a pair of black heels and a little eye liner.

I took a deep breath and opened the door.

To my relief, the maid was gone.

I walked over to my bed and plopped down on it.

I layed there and thought about what me and Michael just did, and my mind wondered off and I suddenly remembered my incounter with Jermaine.

I got up and went to Michael's door, I have to know what happened after I ran back to my room.

I was about to knock when I heard voices comming from inside.

I heard my name and pressed my ear up against the door.

" She's too good for you Michael! You don't deserve her, you deserve to be locked up! "

that was Jermaine!

" Why do you want us apart Jermaine?! Why do you keep trying to ruin our relationship?!"

screamed a very angry Michael.

" Because she's mine! She deserves someone better than you! And lets face it, she loves me, not you, no one loves you!! "

screamed Jermaine.

I clasped a hand over my mouth so they wouldn't hear me gasp.

Why would Jermaine say that?! That's so mean! I thought Jermaine was sweet and caring!

There was nothing but silence in the room for a while, so I decided that maybe I could help by giving them a distraction.

I took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

A few seconds later, Jermaine opened the door with a smile.

I smilled back at him, though it was very hard for me.

I can't let him know that I heard what he said to Michael.

" Victoria! I'm so glad to see you again!"

he exclaimed.

I looked at him funny.

" But I just bumped into you in th-"

" I'm glad to see that you're getting better!"

Jermaine said, cutting me off.

He leaned in and gave me a big hug.

I awkwardly hugged him back and looked behind him at Michael.

He was looking at us angrily.

I smilled at him and broke the hug.

I walked over to Michael who was still staring at Jermaine angirly.

I sat down next to him and kissed him on the cheek to give Jermaine the hint.

Michael looked at me and kissed me passionately.

He kissed me for a long time, so long that Jermaine cleared his throat and when Michael pulled away, I had to gasp for air.

We both looked up at Jermaine.

" So you're with Michael then? "

he asked me, his face hardening.

" Yes I am, and I'm very happy. Is there a problem?"

I asked him.

Jermaine stayed silent for a minute, getting angrier and angrier.

" Nope."

he said through gritted teeth.

*****Jermaine's p.o.v.*****

Why does she want to be with him?!

Two can play that game.

She's mine, and I'm going to get her weather she likes it or not.

" Well it was nice to see you again Victoria."

I said, putting on my sweetest smile.

She didn't answer.

I grabbed her hand and kissed it softly.

While I was kissing her hand, I looked up at Michael.

He was looking down at me angrily.

I smirked and let go of her hand.

I winked at her and walked out the door.

She has no idea what I have in store for her.