❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 || 𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 /𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹 /❥•

♥Confused(Dangerous Era)♥

"Are you serious Michael?!"

"(Y/N)...just listen-"

"You're still in love with Diana?!"

"It's not what....you know what? Yes, I am,"

"I love you Michael...can't you see that? After everything we've been through..."

"I'm sorry,"

"You've taken everything from me.....I can't believe you,"

"I-.."

"Even after last night?.....I thought you loved me....you said you did..."

"(Y/N)...."

"I've seen your true colors now. Have fun with Diana, Michael. Goodbye,"

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Fifteen Years Later:

You smile as you stand in the doorway of your fourteen year old daughter's room. You watch as your beautiful angel; whom you'd named Ameerah, does her homework with a studious expression on her face - making her completely oblivious to the fact that you're watching her.

It had been fifteen years since Michael had chosen Diana Ross over you.

Fifteen years since the man you loved broke your heart.

You were only sixteen when you'd fallen madly in love with Michael, who was eighteen at the time. The two of you had instantly developed an attraction for each other after coincidentally bumping into each other after one of his concerts with his brothers.

He'd taken you out and told you that you were different. 

He'd told you that he trusted you and that he loved you.

And one evening, you'd made a decision that he was the one for you. 

You'd decided to consummate your love with Michael.

However, it was only after that evening that your whole word fell apart.

You remember attending his concert the night after and waiting anxiously to meet him. The two of you had kept your romance low-key so no one really knew what was going on between the two of you.

All too fast, the concert had ended and you'd run out to meet him as they exited; only to find him locking lips with Diana Ross - a woman you knew he'd been in love with for quite sometime.

Regardless, you thought he loved you.

You thought he'd begun to trust you.

You thought he'd been the one.

That night ended in a bitter confrontation with Michael and a heart wrenching decision made by him.

He wanted Diana and not you.

So you'd left. You'd left to another part of the city and it was just after that move that you'd found out you were pregnant.

At sixteen, you were pregnant with Michael Jackson's child.

Your best friend had taken you under her wing and helped you get back on your feet; and the rest, as they say - is history. 

You were now living as a single parent with your beautiful daughter, Ameerah. Ameerah, however, had no idea that her father was Michael Jackson. 

She'd been led to believe that her father had died when she was born - and you intended for things to remain that way.

"Hey baby," you say softly as you walk into her room and toward her bed.