Cheater (A Michael Jackson Fanfic) (Hiatus)

\\~Prologue~//

I leaned on our marble counter in the kitchen, resting my chin on my hand. I breathed slowly, watching him.

He calmly ate, ignoring my stare.

He was calm.

Too damn calm.

I didn't like it at all.

I knew I was in trouble, there was no getting around it.

"Why are you staring? It's really rude." He said softly, yet sternly.

My eyes widened, instantly making me stand up straight. He wasn't even looking and he knew I was staring.

He could probably feel it, dumbass.

I rolled my eyes to myself and cringed when I heard the two voices, I didn't want to hear at this time.

Of course he would call them at this time!

My head shot over to the door as his older and younger sister walked in.

LaToya and Janet Jackson.

Long story short, I never liked LaToya cause she couldn't accept her brother is grown. Janet, I thought we was cool, but whenever she gets around her sisters.. it's a whole new story. Can you say fake much?

Returning back, Michael shot me a cocky smirk and I sent a quick, icy glare.

It's the day before Thanksgiving and he wants to handle this now, after he said we'll wait?

"Well, if it isn't Mrs. Jackson." LaToya smiled. "Or ex?"

I laughed sarcastically as I grabbed the paper towel I was eating off of, bawling it up.

Janet walked over to Michael and took his sandwich. "Thanks, I need my energy."

Michael clenched his jaw, darting his eyes towards me, watching my every move. "Wife, I think deserve another sandwich."

"Husband, your hands and feet are broken." I said back smartly. I threw the paper towel away in the garbage, turning back around the face the annoying ass, "fierce" three.

Janet smiled brightly. "Oh, Michael. You know she can't because that nigga made her sore. If you catch my drift."

"Jan, don't go into savage mode." LaToya said, giggling that annoying ass laugh.

"I'm not. I need all of the "J" sister's together. You know our names spell savage." Janet said.

Michael slightly frowned, but me on the hand, frowned hard at her.

Janet, LaToya, and Maureen?

What?

"No, it doesn't." I said.

"Did you have to think on that?" LaToya asked.

I nodded and was gonna speak, until Janet cut me off.

"Did you think when you cheated on my brother?" She spat.

I slammed my hands on the counter and straight glared at Michael.

"Why did you tell I cheated, Michael?!"

"I didn't. You just told them yourself. I asked could they help you cook for tomorrow. I told you, we'll talk about this later. You know? In private, wife." Michael shrugged at me and walked out, leaving me stranded with his sisters.

How dare he fucking get me to say that in front of him?

I want to freaking strangle him. I don't believe he said he didn't tell. He tells them everything cause he don't want do his dirty work.

As I jumped out of my thoughts, I noticed LaToya glaring at me, while Janet shook her head.

Fuck my life right now.

I just committed suicide by jumping in the lioness' den.