"What About..." (MJ Fantasy)

What's Love Got To Do With It

~~~~~~~TWO DAYS LATER~~~~~~~~

"Have you decided on a lawyer yet?" Lacey asks.

"Not yet, but I will." I say, going through my papers.

"You cant talk to anyone before you get a lawyer." She says.

"I know that. The police are knocking on your door for a reason Mom." I say, scratching the inside of my cast.

"They want a statement. They already have the doctor's reports. When you make your statement I want you to mention as much as you can about Michael-" I cut her off.

"No. That's not what this statement is about. They want me to talk about the fight and why my arm is broken, they dont wanna hear about the emotional despair that I have endured for almost a year. We can save that for court." I explain, picking a lawyer and dialing his number in my phone.

"You think you'll have to go to court?" She says, feeding her cat.

"Yes." I say, the phone ringing.

"Well maybe you can settle something out of court. I dont know why he wouldnt try to give you a good deal, considering it could ruin his image." She says.

"Because he is too self-absorbed to give me anything." I say, the phone call going to voicemail. "This is Esmeralda Jackson for Attorney Robinson please give me a call back, thank you." I say, hanging up.

"Honey. You need to think about the consequences. You have a movie coming out. This could ruin your reputation and possibly your career. Michael-" I cut her off again.

"Fuck Michael. We're going to court." I say, picking up the phone again and dialing another lawyer.

~~~~~~~~~~PRESENT DAY~~~~~~~~~~

I put my blazer on and walk down the steps, putting my hair in a bun as I go down. Michael's chef comes into the kitchen with groceries.

"Ive got a really great dinner for you two! Hey, when is your anniversary?" She asks.

"Two months. February 5th." I say, eating some carrots.

"Do you have anything planned?" She asks, putting away the bags of groceries.

"I dont, but Im sure he does. I cant believe it's almost been a year. Seems really fast." I say, dipping my carrot in Ranch dressing.

"You can make it like a party! Balloons, animals, invite over your friends, everything!" She says, excited.

She clearly doesnt know Michael if she thinks he will want me to allow any of my friends. I just smile and nod at her enthusiasm.

Michael comes downstairs in a red silk button up with black slacks and shiny silver boots. I wonder what's the occasion. I cant help but look him up and down, he looks so good. He smiles at me when he enters the kitchen.

"Good morning beautiful." He says to me, kissing my hand.

"Good morning." I say, blushing. "Why are you so dressed up?" I ask, looking him up and down.

"Oh, I just thought I would put a little more effort into my look today. Do you like it?" He asks.

I smile and nod. "Yes. You look really handsome." I say, my stomach fluttering.

He smiles and bites his lip. "Thank you baby. Im glad you approve. So are you sure that you're ready to go back to work? You dont wanna take a day off or something?" He asks.