You're Mine

You're Mine pt 17

Your POV

My jaw drops down to he floor as I stare in disbelief through the glass window.

I am so shocked I don't even know what to feel.

Anger?

Sadness?

Jealousy?

All of the above? Yes.

Lisa Marie grabs Michaels collar and continues to shove her tongue Down his throat.

It's disgusting

I turn from the window and storm out of the police station

Michaels POV:

Lisa continues to kiss me as I try to break away from her.

I finally get her off me and shove her back into her seat.

"You're disgusting presley." I say wiping my lips.

"I loved it Jackson."

"Okay you had your fun. Now give me answers." I say.

"Fine fine. Not like it was any use to me anyway." She giggles.

She crosses her arms.
"Jacob never loved Y/N."

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"He just wanted to prove how much she was trying to make you jealous Mikey. Prove how much of a slut she is."

"Don't call her that."

"Whatever. Point is he just wanted her for the sex. Nothing more. She was so wrapped up in her feelings for you she took it out on Jacob."

She sighs.

"Ever since he got arrested he has been making death threats to her and her family."

She smiles.

"Guess she doesn't trust you enough to tell you Mike."

"Fuck you." I say.

"Watch that tongue Mike. I'll have you know I can have Y/N killed whenever I want. Watch your back."

I grunt and go out of the interrogation room.

I see the officer outside....but no Y/N.

I just see this mortified look on his face.

"What happened?" I ask.

"Why would you do that?" He asks.

Your POV:

I take the limo home and leave Michael at the station. I hope he's happy with what he has done.

I hope he is fucking happy that he just made everything we ever had seem like a lie.

Once I get to neverland  I collapse on the couch and hug a pillow.

I sit there for about a half hour until something doesn't seem too right.

"Uhhhh." I groan holding my stomach.

"I don't feel so g--"

I rush to the bathroom and just barely make it to the toilet and throw up everything my stomach contains.

I pant and pant wondering why this is happening.

I continue to vomit until I hear a car door outside.