❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 || 𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 /𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹 /❥•

♥Undeserving(Bad/Dangerous Era)-Part Three♥

"I can't believe it!" you paced up and down Vicky's room as Vicky and Luisa sat down on the bed and stared intently at your actions.

"He's moved on so quickly!" you ran your fingers through your hair as you groaned. "Was I that stupid?!"

"Hey, calm down (Y/N)...it's not your fault," Luisa attempted to calm you down.

"Yeah," Vicky nodded as she sipped her glass of wine, "It's not your fault he's with a slut tonight," she comments blankly and Luisa slaps her arm in shock.

"Vicky!" she exclaimed. 

"What?" Vicky frowned in confusion, "It's true,"

"God!" you slapped your forehead in disbelief. "Two years of marriage," you exhaled heavily, "Gone in two weeks,"

"Well technically it wasn't two weeks because he was-" Vicky began but Luisa cut her off with a look. "I'll shut up now," Vicky laughed nervously as she continued to sip her wine.

"Listen (Y/N)," Luisa looked at you seriously. "You can't let this bother you. I know you love him but he made his decision," her eyes turned sad as she noticed you tearing up.

"I just-" you choked back your tears. "I thought everything was going great for us," you sighed sadly.

"I know but-" 

The three of you were interrupted by the room door bursting open in one swift movement and you slowly began focus on the sight in front of you. 

"What do you want?!" Vicky growled as she lunged toward him but Luisa pulled her back.

"I-" Michael's face was contorted in worry. "I need talk to you," he looked desperately at you - completely ignoring Luisa and Vicky.

You stared in shock as your eyes landed on Vicky and Luisa who were staring right back at you. You thought for a moment before commencing to speak.

"Okay," you nodded. "Guys, can you give us a moment?" you asked politely and they nodded as they shuffled out of the room, shutting the door behind them.

You stared at Michael with a hardened expression. "Well?" you folded your arms and raised an eyebrow.

"Listen, I'm sorry," he shook his head. 

"Sorry for what?" you scoffed sarcastically. "For cheating on your wife or for throwing your two year marriage out the window?" you sneered.

"I'm sorry for everything and I know that-"

"Sorry's not going to cut it," you completed for him.

"But I need to-"

"Explain," you said once again.

"I didn't mean to-"

"Cheat on me?" you laughed sarcastically. "Wow," you then began to clap slowly, "Great speech,"

"No," he sighed as he shook his head. "I know it looks wrong and that everything seems messy but if you let me explain...it'll become clearer," he looked at you desperately.

You sighed and shook your head. "Fine," you shrugged, motioning for him to start.

"Six months ago I began working on my new album," he stated quietly. "And I'd been involved in several heated discussions with Frank as to how we'd go about promoting this album," he breathed unsteadily, "And I thought all that we'd had in mind was to tour but Frank had different ideas." he shook his head as he continued. "Frank suggested that I be seen with someone influential out in public," he looked at you with genuine eyes. "So he'd set up a meeting for me with Madonna." he cleared his throat. "And I'd been distant with you because I couldn't face you when I knew that I was doing this behind your back...I mean, you had no idea what Frank's intentions were; you were in the dark about the whole thing. So... that evening that I'd left for dinner was to discuss the next event we'd appear together at," he sighs as he continues, "And that event was tonight," he'd kept his eyes on you the whole time - waiting for you to answer.