*Marilyn's Point Of View*
"Uhh h-hey Marilyn", Michael finally said after a long awkward silence. I open my mouth but word's won't escape. He gives me a lazy half smile. I shake my head. "Hi...", He scratches the back of his neck. "Marilyn I-", "Hey Mari-. Oh I didn't know you were having company.", Channing said walking towards us. Michael looks at him. Channing does the same. I wish the floor would swallow me up right now. Michael force's a smile and extends his hand out. "Hey I'm Mi-", Channing takes Michael's hand. "Mr. Jackson himself, I've heard a lot about you", Michael glances at me. "I hope good thing's", I give Channing a look to leave it alone. Channing stares at me for a minute longer before turning to Michael. "Depends... ", Michael raises a questioning brow. I take this time to step in before something erupts. "Channing you can go inside. I need to talk to Michael. ", He nods. "Nice meeting you", Michael said waving. "Same here...",Channing said jogging in. Michael waits for Channing to disappear before speaking. "So that's him?", I look through the window then back at Michael. "Yes that's him", Michael bites his bottom lip and nods. I swear I may not can stand being in the same room as him, but I miss that lip biting thing he always does. I guess I was staring because Michael started snapping his finger in my face. I shake my head. "Wha-What? ", He shakes his head. "I said I have something to ask you", I nod for him to continue. "I need you to help me with Jasmine. I don't know what I'm doing anymore, You were right I can't raise a teenage girl by myself", I sigh. "So you came over to ask for help?", He nods. "You really came over here because you need something? ", He hesitates before nodding again. "I can't believe this, Michael you could have called me!", He rolls his eyes groaning. "You and I both know if I would've called you wouldn't have answered", "Michael you know that's not true", "Ok maybe,Look I know you're busy with Jersey shore reject in there but I need your help.", "Michael leave Channing out of this please?", "Is everything ok out here?", Channing called from behind me. Michael rolls his eyes. "Yes everything is fine", Channing looks at me for assurance. I nod in agreement. He turns to walk away. "Who does he think he is? Your bodyguard? Last time I checked the roll of the gorilla for Tarzan was taken", "Michael! Stop OK?", Channing turns around. "Look you asshole! I have been nice and quiet, but right now you're pushing it. You will not come up here and disrespect me or her, If you do you'll deal with me got it?", Michael huffs and steps closer to Channing. "Last time I checked she still wears a ring. You know what you'll never be even the half of me. And guess what every time she's with you no matter what she's thinking of me", Channing pulls his hand back and socks Michael right in the nose. Michael falls on the ground. "Oh my God Michael! ", I run over to aid him. Channing stays back pacing back and forth. "Michael are you OK?", Michael winces holding his nose. "Son of a bitch!", I help him up. "Channing please get me some ice", Channing glares at Michael and walks inside. "Cock your head back it'll stop the bleeding ", Michael slightly nods. I walk him inside. Brandon looks at Michael then Channing. "What happened ", "Brandon love please go upstairs and grab a towel", He stares at Michael for awhile before moving. "Baby I'm sorry He just...I'm sorry ", Channing said passing me the ice. I stop and stare at him confused. He mirrors my expression. "What did I say something wrong? ", I shake my head. "No, You uhh called me baby", His face flushes a little. "Yeah... Sorry", I open my mouth to say something but Michael whines. "Can I please get some ice!", I slowly tear away my stare from Channing. "S-Sorry", I gently place the ice on Michael's nose. He continues whining. Brandon returns with the towel. "Thank-you love, here help him I'll be right back", He nods. I grab Channing's hand and walk out. I stop in the dining. I turn to Channing", He instantly grabs my face and kisses me tenderly. I gasp in his mouth. It was so unexpected of course, but I gasped because I'm doing this with Michael in the next room.. Channing breaks the kiss. "I'm sorry baby I am. I promise I'll never let that happen again ", I nod. "Oh and sorry about the kiss I want to lighten the mood", I giggle. "You lightened it a little ", He chuckles and stares at me. "What?", "How can he try to break something so fragile and elegant?", I look down. He slowly lifts my head. "You're beautiful do you know that?", I don't answer. I don't know why but it feels weird hearing this from another man. "Well you are. Beautiful, sexy, and smart. Remember that. I think asshole in there forgot what he had", I nudge him playfully. "Michael is a good man", "That's why you still wear the ring?", I look at my finger. "I mean to take it off-", "It's ok I know it's hard to let go. That's why I'm here to make the process easier", I smile. He leans down and kisses me. I smile against his lips as he pulls back. "Let me go check on him", Channing nods and we walk back in Michael looks better his nose is a little purplish though. Channing extends his hand. "Look man I'm sorry that was out of line", Michael glares at him. Channing slowly retrieves his hand. "Well I'll be in the living room, Hey Brandon WWE DIVAS is on", Brandon lights up. "I swear I'm marrying the Bella Twins", Channing shakes his head and laughs. When they leave out I sit next to Michael. "I'm sorry", He stares at me. I fix his shirt a little. When I look back up at him he's crying. "Michael what's wrong?", He shakes his head and continues crying. I sigh. "I-I am a loser and failure, I have lost everything", I rub his back. "No you're not Michael you haven't lost everything", He stares at me intensively. "I lost you",...
To Be Continued...
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