mj fantasy fatal (continued)

acting- chapter 3

michael's pov

i looked up and janet was staring at me.

"why did you do it?"

"isn't is obvious, i hate her!"

"no you don't, you can fool everyone else but i'm your sister. i know you, remember?".

janet notises too much.

"well you thought wrong then didn't you?".

"no i didn't michael, i have lived with you your entire life this...this isn't you. joseph would do something like this not you-"

suddenly she stopped,

"unless you are doing this because of joseph?".

i looked down, i couldn't lie to her.

"it's complicated"

"but michael why?, it wasn't kayla's fault"

"i know, but i just want her to be safe".

she laughed sarcastically

"if you don't kill her in the process".

"janet stop it, okay?...i don't wanna talk about this anymore".

i got up and left, i had a feeling janet was going to do something.

kayla's pov

the door slammed open and janet ran in, she was out of breath, probably because of running.

"kayla i need to tell you something"

i sat up

"what?".

"it's about michael"

i swallowed

"what about michael?"

she took a deep breath

"he's been acting like a jerk right?"

"right"

"but think back to the beginning....wasn't he different then?".

i remebered the times he comforted me when i cried, held me at night, the first time he kissed me, so gently. the michael then was very different.

"yes"

"you think michael hates you right?"

"he does hate me"

"no he doesn't"

"but-"

"kayla this hate this is all acting, michael's doing this because of joseph"

it all made sense now.

michael's pov

i walked into janet's room and sat on the bed where kayla was sleeping

"did you tell her?"

"michael i had to" janet said

i knew she would, i'm kind of relieved because now i don't have to tell her myself.

"can i sleep here tonight?"

"but michael i thought you hated her?".

"shut up!".

"okay, whatever".

"just to let you know you smashed her head against the mirror not even 6 hours ago. and now you want to sleep here. come on michael is that a good idea?".

i ignored her and she went out of the room. i closed the light, turned on the bedside light and got into bed with kayla. the bed was narrow and our bodies were pressed together but i liked it like this. i ran my hand through her hair, brushed my fingers on her bandage, her face and neck. she was beautiful. i kissed her everywhere: on her lips, her cheeks, forehead, neck and hair. she started moving around and then

"michael?........"

she said my name, my breath caught in my throat was she awake?

"michael i love you... so much"