Bad era
"Where's Michael." I asked bill as he stops me. "He's busy Y/N, so I can't let you in." "I SAID WHERE IS MICHAEL!" I argued, getting closer to him. He shook his head. "I'm so sorry, but he's at work, and he doesn't want to be disturbed." That's when I had enough. "Listen over here, I am in a very very hard situation, and I need to tell him some news, so if you don't move, you're gonna be in a lot of trouble." Bill sighed stepping aside to let me in. I made my way to the stage, to find Michael talking to some guy. "Michael." I started, interrupting his conversation.
He looked at me, surprised. "Y/N?" He asked. "I need to talk to you." He cleared his throat looking at my hand. "I never thought you'd come and see me." Sadness was all I could feel, as I remember the huge fight we had. "It's not time for that, I have something to tell you, privately." He points to the dressing room, letting me follow him there.
"What's wrong?" He asked worried. I look down, tears starting to roll down my cheeks. "I-I'm...i-im." I didn't have the urge to say it because it was scaring me. "What are you holding?" I put the papers behind my back, as he gives me a weird look, holding both my shoulders. "Tell me what's wrong baby?" He whispers, rubbing my arm.
"I'm-im pr-pregnant." I confessed, crying even more. Michaels expression was lost, he shakes his head, letting go of me. "Your pregnant, with my baby?" I nod, giving him the papers. He takes them, staring at it for a while. "S-so I'm the father?" He looks at me with tears in his eyes. "Your 4 weeks, and you didn't tell me?" His face was full of anger, which kind of scared me. "I found out today." He rubs his forehead. "Are you sure it's my baby?" I nod again assuring him that it's his baby. There was a moment of silence, until Michael spoke up. "Come live with me." He said, as my eyes go wide. "No I'm not, after what happened."
"I'm so sorry, I wanted to tell you but I was to afraid." "SO YOU DIDN'T AND TOOK THOSE PILLS UNTIL YOU WERE RUSHED TO THE HOSPITAL?!" He looked down, rubbing his tears. "You know how scared I was? You made me worried for a month. You think that's fine?!" He stuttered for a bit. "But I stopped them, I swear. I went to rehab." He mumbled. "You're gonna keep secrets from me again, Michael don't try to play me." I sighed, holding my forehead.
"Michael that's the problem, I don't trust you." I lift his chin so he would look at me. "But I still love you, a lot." He weakly smiled as I do the same. "I'll think about it, I'll do anything for our baby." I kissed his forehead, hugging him. I was about to leave, but Michael held my arm. "Please, think about it." I nod, going back home.
(At home)
"I don't know aurora! I still love him, but I don't trust him!" I yelled as Aurora rubbed my back. "live with him." She answered. "What?" She held my hand. "It's better to live with him, firstly, you love him, secondly you have a baby, he or she has to see her or his father." She has a point. "I still don't know." I said huffing on the pillow.
Part 3?
