Torture (A Michael Jackson Story)

Chapter 4

*Michael*

"Or call him Michael.." Raven bites the inside of her cheeks.

Sean crosses his arms and glares at me. "Did this old dude just call you baby?"

"He ain't old!" Z slaps the top of his head.

"Yes, I did call her baby." I put my arm around her as she starts to laugh nervously.

Raven gasps loudly as she looks out the other window. "More people, yes!"

"Chelsea Whitherson?" Z curses quietly under her breath. "Ray, why'd you invite her?"

"What kind of a last name is Whitherson?" I ask, looking at her straight blonde hair and tall legs, strutting over to Sean.

Raven smirks as she rubs up against me. "Well, Z... Since Sean and her are like fuck buddies, Sean will forget about me and those two will fuck."

"Damn, you must really want some proper alone time with Michael, Raven." Z nudges Raven's shoulder and laughs.

"Mmm, yeah I guess." She puts her hand on my chest. "Do you want some proper alone time with me, baby?"

"Raven... What are you doing?" I ask, semi nervous, semi turned on.

She smiles at me and laughs. "Just go with it... Sean's staring at me." She whispers.

"Michael! Start touching her!" Z says excitedly, but quietly.

I smirk down at Raven. "I have a better idea."

I pick Raven up as she wraps her legs around me and I start to kiss her neck slowly. I take a peek at Z and she has her mouth wide open with a smile.

"Please kiss me.." Raven pleads quietly, and I do as told.

I look at her and bite my lip, admiring her beautiful lips. "That's all I want to do."

I place my lips on hers and we start to move in sync with each other, our lips fighting over who's biting who, our tongues wrestling--- it was all good and well until I got a couple taps on my shoulder.

I turn around with Raven still on me, and I see its Sean.

"You shouldn't be sucking her face, dude."

"Says who, dude?" I smirk, as some boys start yelling "oooooh!" Like shots were fired or something.

Sean looks over to his friends and back at me with a sly smile. "Look, I mean no trouble... But if you two wanted to fuck, do it when she's single."

I let Raven off of me, as she goes to stand with Z.

"And I suppose I shall say the same thing to you, because that fine girl over there is taken by me."

The heat inside of Sean is rising, I could tell because of the redness coming on his face.

"But," I continue as I head for the staircase. "I mean no trouble."

Once I hit the stairs, I go to the guest room, and pack my bags. It's not safe for me to be in this sort of environment. I have deep feelings for Ray, but I want it to have a positive effect on people.

*Raven*

About 20 minutes later, there's people everywhere but there is one person that I cannot find.

"Your mans went upstairs." Z said, clinging arms with me as we walk to the staircase.

I give off a confused face as I start walking up. "Make sure nobody dies down here, okay?"

"Girl, you know how I do. Don't be too long up there." Z winks at me, and walks away.

I continue up the staircase and down the hall to the room where Michael is staying. As I walk in, I see suitcases on the bed.

"What are you doing?"

"Leaving." He gives me a fake smile as he continues to pack.

I walk over and sit on the bed. "Boy, no you aren't. My dad will hate you, and I enjoy you."

"You enjoy me?"

"Michael." I give him a don't be stupid look as he chuckles. "I enjoyed how you stuck up for me, and showed me off."

"Yeah, but Raven I want to do that with you, but I can't." Michael has a sad tone in his voice, which makes me feel bad.

"You're my friend, you can't just leave me. Please stay?"

Michael sits next to me and sighs. "There's a whole party down there, and you're not even down there."

"You're not either! You're packing up and I'm trying to stop you! There is absolutely no reason why you should be up here."

"I don't like the negative vibe that Sean gives off."

I laugh, and hold his hand. "Everyone feels that way, Michael. Give it some time? Just be friendly with him and everyone and I'm sure it will be a successful night."

Michael puts my hand up to his lips and kisses it. "Alright. I just didn't like how he just started to kiss you and stuff."

"Z and I didn't either, that shit was slobbery as hell!" I get off the bed and pull him with me. "Shall we?"

Michael smiles down at me, as he cups my cheeks and lightly kisses my lips. "We shall."

He takes my hand and leads the way, which I find very charming. Just the thought of having a fine, slender man guide you by holding his hand just makes me feel some type of way.

Michael looks back at me, making me lose my track of my thoughts as he smiles. "You're beautiful, Raven."

Adding the fact that the fine and slender man would be a man by the name of Michael Jackson.

"Stop that." I try to keep a straight face, but Michael knows I love his compliments and knows how my face turns red by them.

As we make it downstairs, people are still doing what they have been ever since I went upstairs.

Michael takes me by the hand, again and moves closer to me because he isn't familiar with a lot of these people. Knowing how outgoing he is, I'm sure he'll make some friends.

I just hope tomorrow Michael and I will be able to sort things out maturely, and I won't get caught up by his gorgeous ways. Right now, we have fun and party.