With Michael

Bonus chapter #7 - It Can't End Like This

I'm so sorry for not updating in a while! I'm working on this huge art project for school, and it takes so much of my time!

Next bonus chapters will take place in 2001-2002, because I figured I never wrote anything about those years.

Here's the last part you waited for. Hope you enjoy!

~ShoamEmily

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16th of May, 1994
Brooklyn and Janet are 28, Michael is 35

Michael: "Let me go!" I barked at Jermaine and Chris who held me.

I watched as Janet and Brooklyn disappeared into the house.

Once the door closed behind them, my brother let my arm go, and Chris followed.

"I can't believe you cheated on her, Mike," my brother-in-law sighed. "She gave you everything. Her best years were spent on being dedicated to you, to being your wife, to trying to give you a family. She suffered two miscarriages, and for what? For you to cheat on her, eventually? That's messed up."

"You have to believe me, Chris, I didn't cheat on her! I love her, I'd never do that! You know me!" I told him.

"I guess I don't, Mike. If you really love my sister, prove it. Go in there and prove that to me, to her, to yourself."

"But they won't let me in there!"

"See? You're even making excuses. Jesus, Mike."

Chris shook his head before following everyone inside.

I'm so stupid. I should've never gotten mad at her.

"I'm so fucking dumb!" I yelled from frustration.

"Michael?"

I turned around to see Lisa.

"I'm so sorry about this." she apologized.

"It's not your fault, you didn't know Brooke would be here. I didn't even know!"

This is all Janet's fault! If she wouldn't have invited my wife, non of this mess would happen!

"Maybe I should go back to Neverland and get the kids... I appreciate you letting us stay, but you clearly need to work things out with your wife..." Lisa sighed sadly.

"Yeah..."

She gave me a quick hug before getting into the car.

When she was finally gone, I got back inside Janet's house.

I ignored my family's blaming looks as I raced upstairs to my sister's bedroom.

"Janet, open the door." I said as I knocked.

I got a glimpse of a crying Brooklyn who sat on the bed when Janet closed the door behind her.

Her arms were crossed over her chest as her eyes scanned me, like she was searching for an answer.

"I'm so disappointed in you. What happened to Lisa being just a friend, huh?" she said. "Never mind that, but you broke my best friend's heart, Michael! I trusted you to never hurt her! You're so damn so stupid, ugh!"