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Behind Many Masks (A Michael Jackson fanfiction )

MICHAEL POV

I sigh as I look at this bitch ass teacher, I swear she gets on my damn nerves.

" Lets go Michael " Ms. LeFleur says once again.

I sigh heavily as I brace myself for the pain about to take over, I go to stand up but I quickly sit back down grimacing.

"Ah shit" I say under my breath. I get up again slowly and try my best not to limp, but its impossible. I walk to the front of the room holding my stomach with pain etched into my face

" Michael, are you okay?" She says with a worried look on her face

" Yea I'm fine" I say

"Michael you do not look okay you look horrible.... What happened?"

"Nun of your damn business" I say leaning against her desk

"It is my business when one of my students are hurt! Now tell me what happened!"

"You know what bitch I ain't got time for your fucking bullshit ight! I ain't got to tell you a got damned thing. Stay the fuck out my business cus it don't concern you!" I say as I leave the class slamming the door behind me shattering the window.

I had so much adrenaline pumping through my veins that I couldn't even feel the pain anymore as I ran out of the school. I slowed my pace as I got close to the old gym, I opened the door and sat on one of the bleachers. I put my head in my hands as my mind started to wonder what happened to my life.

Flashback

" No Joe you can't do that. You can't do that to our family"

" How are you going to tell me what I can and can't do Katherine"

13 year old Michael was sitting in his room on the floor, hugging his knees listening to his parents arguing for the upteenth time. He didn't understand most of their conversation because they were moving all around the house. He didn't understand why they fought or why his siblings were in such a rush to move out. If his parents kept this going, he would want to move out too.

" Okay Joe, if that is what you want I'll do it, but you gotta let me take my kids"

"You can take Janet and I'll take Michael"

Wait? What? Did Michael hear this right? Was....Was his mother leaving? And not taking him? Michael didn't want his mother to leave. She was his everything. she was the reason why he smiled, the reason why he sang, the reason he danced. Without her he would be nothing. Michael was Michael because of his mother and if she leaves Michael leaves too.

"No...No this can't be true" Michael whispers to his self

"No Joe, don't keep me from Michael he needs his mother"

"Katherine, the boy needs to be with his father so he can become a man... You can't do that for him"

"Joseph please.."

"Enough Katie....I'm going out check if the kids are sleep alright...I love you"

"You don't love me because if you did you wouldn't do this to me"

Joseph chuckles as puts on his coat and opened the front door "Bye Katie" and with that he was gone.

Michael quickly got off the floor, gets in his bed and pretends to sleep before his mother comes into his room. He felt the bed slowly sink down and heard his mother sniff. He felt her hand softly carress his face and then her lips kiss his cheek and forehead.

"Oh my Michael.." she says softly " I love you very much and I would never leave you intentionally..I don't want you to ever forget about me or Janet and all the fun times we had together. I know how Joseph is and I don't want you to let him break you down. Keep your head up Michael and look forward and appreciate all the good in life. Don't you ever look back at the horrible past but only at the good ones."

she stops to take a deep breath and to keep the tears from excaping her eyes

"When I leave Michael I can not come back. I can only hope that when you get older that you will come look for me. This is not goodbye my dear heart but only see you soon" Katherine kisses him one last time and stands up from the bed. She walks slowly to the door and opens it, she gives one last glance at her son before walking out. 

That night Michael cried his eyes out. That night was the last time Michael saw or heard from his mother and little sister. He felt like his life was sucked out of his body. He didn't want to be here with Joseph, he wanted his mother but he couldn't do a thing about it. He couldn't protest; He couldn't fight, he was too weak to do so.

His life had changed forever and it had changed for the worst. He would never be the same after that night. When his mother left she took him with her. He wasn't the same happy, loving Michael anymore, he was now mean and unhappy Michael. Why did Joseph do that to him? Had he done something wrong? Was this his punishment? If it was he was sorry, very truly sorry.

Michael was now lost in a world of sadness, heartlessness and confusion and would never find his own way out.