Michael Jackson Imagines

19.He Said He'd Come Back

"I am tired of all these accusations Y/N! Why don't you believe me anymore baby?" Michael said. My back was turned to him, eyes burning as tears flowed down my cheeks. "Because Michael! Ever since I caught you and that Lisa girl, I just.....I can't trust you!" "All we do is argue I-" "I wonder why?!" I screamed sarcastically, rage taking over me. "I can't do this anymore, this is stressing me out!" " Then I'll just go," Michael said, hurt. "FINE, LEAVE ME!" "FINE, I WILL!" Just as he was about to step out the door, I muttered just loud enough for him to hear,"And Michael, I hope you know what happens when you stress out a pregnant woman." His eyes widened, tears brimming in his eyes. He walked back in, falling to his knees to cradle me in his arms. I pushed him away. "Leave like you said you would." I said, folding my arms. "I-I promise I'll be back Y/N, I need to uh...think some things through," I muttered whatever, closing my eyes. I heard him sigh sadly, then his footsteps fade and the slamming of the door.
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I paced back and forth, hoping for Michael to walk through the door at any moment. I heard footsteps and whipped around quickly. It was only the head body guard, Laurence. "There's no sign of him Y/N. Hun, you look exhausted. You gotta sleep, it ain't good for Junior." Laurence also happens to be my best friend, we grew up together and told each other everything. This included my pregnancy. "He should've been back by now, I can't sleep until he's back." Laurence shook his head. "Go sleep, we can look for him more once you're well rested, alright? You ain't looking out for just you anymore, you're going for two, remember that." I nodded slowly, trudging upstairs, only thinking one thing: Where could he be?