Addicted ➵ Michael Jackson ➵ Fanfiction [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 2-"Elevators"

Cassandra Prima's Pov 1987

I sat on the cold hard lobby floor holding in the tears that threatened to leave my eyes. I sighed and held my head in my hands. My feet where killing me from the black heels that I had to wear for my job. The only thing I liked about this job was that I didn't have to wear provocative clothes like some people think I would need to. A vanilla scent whiffed across me and I noticed black penny loafers and long white socks in front of me.

I looked up from my lap to have have pools of brown poor into mine. "Are you ok?" his voice was still soft and calm like I remembered. I bit my lip and nodded suddenly not able to speak. "Yea I-" I cleared my throat from the hoarseness of it and responded. "Yea I'm fine thank you." I gave him a force smile and looked back into my lap. He sat down beside me with his bodyguards watching from us from afar. "You don't seem like it. I don't mean to be rude but I heard a little of your phone call and sure didn't sound like you are ok." Wow who knew he cared so much about this girl he doesn't even remember.

"I'm fine. Just problems I guess. I don't really want to talk about it." I gave him a real sympathetic smile since I probably was sounding like a brat right now. "Your not a brat. You don't seem like one." He softly rubbed my shoulder. I guess I said that outloud "I don't mean to be rude either, but why do you care so much?" His face had a moment of confusion and then his lips twitched at the sides into a grin. "I don't know I guess I just don't like seeing people sad. Especially someone I've known for 4 years, Cassy."

Everything froze for 2 seconds until I started stuttering. He giggled a little and bit his lip. "I got to admit I didn't know who you were until I really got a good look at you. You've changed, in a good way." I laughed it off and blushed. "Yeah I guess." There was a moment of silence but it was comfortable. "Do you have a place to sleep?" I felt really embarrassed and shook my head. "No. Harry probably has some chick in the room and I don't want to walk in on something that's going to scar me for the rest of my life." His eyes flashed with anger and then returned back to normal.

"You can stay with me. I mean the room Is pretty big and I have two beds." I immediately shook my head. "Don't you have a fiancée that came here with you." "How do you know that." I laughed a little. "Reading." I said. "Ohh. Boy stuff sure does get out quick." I nodded slowly as he got up. "We'll come on. I can't have you sleeping in a lobby the whole night that won't be gentlemanly of me." He held a hand out to me and I hesitantly took it.

We walked into the elevator and it was complete silence all the way up.

"Just to warn you she's probably awoke." I pursed my lips to the side. "Maybe I should just leave. I don't want to get you in trouble with your fiancée." My mouth dried when I said it and I know exactly why. I took my hand out of his and let it hang by my side. "Hey don't worry. She's usually like this and I'll tell her the reason for why your there." I sighed and finally agreed. He opened the door with his room key and the room was huge. It had a kitchen and marble counters with a huge tv in the middle of the sitting area. This was bigger than my last apartment.

"Wow." I admired the place and ran my fingers across the cream colored walls. "Michael Joseph Jackson!" I heard a woman's voice boom through the huge area. A woman with a slim figure and short raven hair came out with her hands on her hips. My blood boiled when i recognized her. She was the woman Michael cheated on me with. She saw me and her eyes widended. "And who the hell is this!" her voice raised as she came closer to me. Michael grabbed her and held her back. "Destiny relax. This is Cassy and she needed a place to stay tonight because an incident happened with her boyfriend. So calm down." Destiny gave me a glare and pulled Michael to her and gave him a long hard kiss.

I stood there awkwardly looking anywhere but where they where. I heard over exaggerating moaning from her. My eyes came glassy and I walked out of the room no longer wanting to hear them anymore. A huge lump was formed in my throat and I walked quickly into the elevator and pressed lobby really fast. "Cassy!Cassy!" I heard Michael's voice call as I stood in the corner of the elevator.

Michael squeezed his way threw and grabbed my arm. I ripped my arm away from his grasp and folded my arms refusing to look at him. The elevator shook and bumped. I jumped from the loud noise and the elevator stopped. I cursed under my breath as the lights shut completely off. "Cassy please talk to me." Michael pleaded after 20 minutes of silence. "What do you want me to say. That I'm happy to see the woman you cheated on me with to be your fiancee. Oh yea I'm smiling so hard right now." I sarcastically said.

"Your jealous." I scoffed and shook my head. "Michael shut up." I said leaning my head on the cold elevator door. "Nope." I groaned and banged the back of my head on the elevator a little. I felt him grab my hand and pull me on him. "Tell me you were jealous and I'll be quiet." he whispered. His cool breath blew on my face. "Your so stupid." I whispered. "I know." He responded. His face got closer to mine. "You talk to much." His lips were centimeters away from mine.

"Then shut me up." His voice was barely below a whisper and seductive.I don't know what possessed me to do it but I kissed him. He immediately responded and held my hips so I was straddling him. I whispered spanish into his ear and he moaned as I nibbled on his earlobe.

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Michael Jackson's Pov

I know what I was doing was wrong but it felt so right. Cassy made my heart quicken with her laugh and made hands sweaty when she smiled. I couldn't get enough of her. Her soft touches on my chest made me feel like I was on cloud 9 and her lips felt like soft plumps that I couldn't resist. Cassy was my weakness. I felt every inch of her curves and squeezed her heavenly backside. She moaned and lightly whimpered against my lips while she was rotating her hips on me.

   The feeling was incredible and I never wanted it to end. "Michael." she moaned against my neck as she tucked her head there. "Babygirl you feel so good." The elevator was filled with panting and wonderful sounds of our moaning mixed together. Sweet pecks and touches were shared through the whole night. I haven't felt like this before since the last time I saw her..