Book 3 : Smooth Yet Dangerous Michael Jackson Fan Fic

Hurt and Pain

I spent the whole night crying in Jennifer's lap. "It will all eventually be okay." She said rubbing my back. "He's been my whole life since I was 19." I cried. "And you guys had some of the best times and the worst times. You guys have beautiful children but it's best for you guys to go your separate ways." She said. Michael kept calling my phone, but I refused to answer. "We've been through so much." I cried. "And you've taken all you take. It's always you getting hurt me never him. It's not fair to you." She said. I nodded agreeing. I didn't sleep the whole night and I knew I had to go home tomorrow for the kids.

The next morning, we all got up and Jay made us breakfast. "I'm sorry Amber." He said. "It's his fault." I said. "It's the fame that gets in his head." He said. I just shrugged. "Are we going  home, mom?" Aubrey asked. I nodded. "Are you gonna come back here?" Jay asked. I shrugged. "Im planning on just moving into the guest bedroom, once his tour is done I'm gonna move out." I said.

I called Bill and he picked us up and took us back home.... I grabbed my bag and Aubrey carried hers. I opened the door gently, hoping to sneak in without anyone noticing. Aubrey went to her room and I went to the guest bedroom. I started putting my clothes into the dresser in there. I heard my door open, "baby...." Michael said in a desperate tone. "Don't call me that." I said. I stood up, facing him. His curls were a mess and his eyes looked all red. "We can work this out, I know we can. You were just upset last night and neither of us were thinking straight." He said desperately. I shook my head. "Michael, I've been looking at divorce lawyers for the past 2 months." I said. He looked at me so shocked and confused. "Is that why you've been taking out all that money?" He asked. I nodded, "but they all wanna run with the whole ' we didn't sign a prenuptial agreement'  so they want me to take half your shit but I don't want that, i dont want an ugly divorce." I said. Tears filled his eyes, "I don't want a divorce." He said. "Do you expect me to be your little rag doll my whole life? I'm just suppose to sit at home acting like your not with someone else, fucking someone else..... I can't depend on you, you don't love me Michael and i can't take it anymore. I fought for our relationship and you didn't. I can't do this anymore.... I tried telling you, showing you so many times something was wrong and you chose to turn your head. I'm not living like this anymore." I told him. Tears dripped down his cheeks. He approached me, grabbing my face. "I am not fucking her.... why don't you believe me." He said. "Whether you're fucking her or not, your not mentally here or with me anymore. The whole time we visited you, you never once treated me like your wife. You enjoyed that whole experience with her... You treated her like your wife, not me. You fucked me like some whore and treated me like I was your maid or nanny." I said as I couldn't stay strong anymore & tears made their way down my face. "I'm sorry baby, we can fix this.... I love you baby, I do! You're my wife. Your my family...." he said then kissing me and kept repeatedly kissing me, as if he was trying to convince me to stay with him. I pressed on his chest, pushing him away. "After your tour is done, I'm moving out." I told him. He shook his head. "Amber....please don't do this...." he cried. "I've given you so many chances, and do overs. Not this time Michael. I emotionally and physically cannot do it anymore.... we are done." I said. "We just went through a rough time baby..." he said. "No michael! Going through a rough time is like what happened after I had Harm. We fixed it. We both were aware of it. This was you showing me how you really felt about me and our family. It doesn't matter to you. Once again Fame and fortune came before us." I said getting mad. He shook his head, "I love my family..... I love you. Your all I have.... I'm all you have. We've been eachother lives since you were 19...." he said. "And it's time I went and made a life of my own. I'm NOT living like this anymore." I said crying still. "What can I do to fix this?" He asked desperate. "Nothing. The fact that it took me telling you I want a divorce and me screaming at you why I want one for you to realize all this, it really shows you are not mentally or emotionally here with me anymore! We are done Michael. We'll do split custody like we did last time but this time I'm actually divorcing you." I hollered.  He stood there with tear stained cheeks, trying to find the right to say.... he turned around walking out. Once I heard the door close I broke down. Deep down I didn't want this divorce either but he was hurting me so bad.... the pain he's recently put me through is the worst. I rather have him beat me again than to feel this way.... bumps and bruises heal, broken hearts dont & he really broke my heart this time.