4: Insecurities

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1977

Michael's P.O.V

I asked Christina to come over since I'm filming tomorrow and I won't get to see her for a while.

"So what do you want to do?" I asked her as we as we were sitting on the couch. All my brothers are playing basketball at the backyard.

"I don't know, we can figure out something later." I nodded and Joseph and my mom came downstairs. I can already feel my stomach turning and I can feel Christina squeezing my hand.

"You guys hungry?" My mom asked, we both nodded and joe stared at us with a mug. My brothers gets back from the court and went to their rooms.

"Okay I'll make you guys some food." My mom went to the kitchen with joe.

"Hey Christina." They all waved at her and she waved back. Joe sat on the chair near Christina and Tito, Marlon and Jackie sat on the other couch.

"Michael did you try popping them pimples off your face." Joe joked and my brothers chuckled. Christina sat there awkwardly and I shook my head.

"Joe stop it." My mom said from across the room.

"I'm just saying, he didn't get that from me neither that big nose." Joe kept commenting and I just ignored it.

"Joe!" My mom yelled, and joe just laughed. He got up and went upstairs. My brothers went upstairs also, I'm guessing to change.

" you okay?" Christina asked, I nodded and was kept quiet.

"Christina can come help me?" My mom asked her and she went up to the kitchen. I can feel my emotions coming and I just got up to go to the bathroom.

Christina's P.O.V

" Michael....Michael." I walked around looking for Michael. I was hanging out with Michael since he was not busy today, plus it's my last day seeing him before he films his movie. I went to talk to Katherine for a sec and suddenly Michael is gone. We were just hanging out at the backyard talking and now I'm looking for him.

"Michael.....Michael are you here?" I walk past the bathroom and suddenly hear weeping. I went to knock on the door and tried to open the door until..

" Hold on!" Michael exclaimed, I was taken back but waited. A couple minutes later the door opens and I see Michael with red eyes. I grew concerned and touched his hand.

"Michael what's wrong?" He looked down and refused to look at me.

"Michael what's wrong?" I asked again, he walks past by me and went to his room. I sighed and followed.

"Michael, you can talk to me about anything you know." He still ignores me as I went inside his room with him.

" I don't want to talk about it." He shook his head and laid on his bed. I closed the door and it was a awkward silence for a good minute.

"Michael if it's about what your dad said-"

"Just leave it alone." He cuts me off and slightly raised his voice.

"Michael I'm just trying-"

" I know okay, just...just leave it." He said and turned his back to the other side. As he doesn't face me, my nerves started to give but I'm trying to remain calm. I walked over to his bed and sat next to him. Even though he's faced the other way, I can tell he's crying.

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