❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 || 𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 /𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹 /❥•

:♡Hurt || Part Three♡:

The crowd cheers and screams as you run off stage, still unbelieving of the energy you'd just created up there in front of all those people.

Your emotions had come out of you and had created this whole new level for the performance.

As much as you were emotionally drained, you were extremely satisfied.

"You did it!" Luisa exclaims as she meets you backstage. "Oh God I'm so happy!"

"Thank you," you giggle a little before shaking your head. "I didn't think it would turn out that well,"

"Giirrll," she waves you off. "But it did! You practically blew everyone away!"

"Well I-"

Suddenly, you're cut off as one of the crew members runs up to you - huffing a little as he does so.

"Ma'am," he breathes politely, making you smile a little wider. "Are you (Y/N) Jackson?" he asks.

Your breath hitches in your throat as you try to stop the tears from falling.

"No," you shake your head. "I'm  (Y/N) (Y/LN)," you sigh, making Luisa giggle a little before a voice from behind the crew member speaks up.

"Oh she's a Jackson," the voice says, making your eyes widen as you look behind the crew member. "Always has been and always will be,"

"Mrs. Jackson," you gasp.

"Oh shush," she laughs a little, approaching you. "You've known me for too long to be addressing me so formally," she smiles. "Perhaps mama would be nice.." she raises her eyebrows hopefully.

"Mama," you laugh as she pulls you into an embrace.

"That's more like it," she eyes you. "My, you've grown even more beautiful compared to the last time I saw you. Time has been very kind to you," she teases.

"I wouldn't say that," you respond, trying your best to keep the mood jolly.

"Honey," she says, all of a sudden lowering her voice. "Could we speak in private?"

You look around you and realize that people are all around. Every word transpired between you and Michael's mother can be unmistakably heard.

"Oh, of course," you nod, proceeding to direct her to your nearby dressing room. "I'll see you later," you say to Luisa before walking with Katherine.

Opening the door for her, you smile as she walks in before you follow - shutting the door behind you gently.

"(Y/N)," she sighs, turning to face you. "I won't beat around the bush,"

"Oh...there's a bush?" you question awkwardly. "Gee I didn't think they'd be,"

"Honey," she walks up to you. "Michael loves you,'

"Yeah..well he cheated on me," you shrug. "Besides, he sent me the divorce papers. He wanted this,"

"Darling, I know that Michael is hard to live with," she sighs. "And I know that he hasn't treated you the way you deserve to be, not one bit," she shakes her head. "But if there's one thing I know about my son...it's that his heart is with you. Even if he's married to a tramp,"

"Oh my goodness!" you giggle.

"(Y/N)," she breathes. "The last time I'd seen him...he looked so miserable. He tries to hide it from me.." she shrugs. "But I'm his mother,"

"Well there's really nothing I can do," you say apologetically. "He's already married to Lisa,"

"Yes and if you but snap your fingers," Katherine snaps her fingers. "He'll come running back to you. He loves you, and I know that you love him too,"