MJ Story: My Husband's Bestfriend

Chapter 18

[Talia]

I cry helplessy as I sit on the bed, watching Christian pace back and forth.

"So explain. Who is this man?"

"His name is..is..Brad and he took me in the night of your party. He was loving and sweet. He was there for me and I got comfortable," I say as I try to stop myself from crying.

"Brad, huh? I should kill you both. That doesn't sound like a bad idea either. Let's go visit this Brad!"

"No!" I shout as I stand up and he pushes me back on the bed.

"I want y'all to feel the pain that I'm feeling, Talia," he says as he walks over to the closet. "I've given you

all of me and this is how you repay me?" He turns around and points his gun at me.

I gasp, throwing my hands out, "Christian, please. Don't do something you'll regret. I'm pregnant. Remember?"

"Oh, I remember. You pregnant with the next nigga baby! I should kill you and that fuck baby." He steps closer and I sob out loud.

"Would you really when this baby could possibly be yours? Could you live with yourself knowing you killed your unborn child?"

Christian starts slowly placing the gun down and starts crying at the thought of shooting Talia; killing her and possibly, his first child.

"How could you do this to me? After everything we had been through, how? You give yourself to another man. You let this man touch you and make love to while I sleep alone every night constantly trying to fix us. That hurts," he says as his head begins growing hot again and he picks the gun back up.

"I'm sorry," he mouths through his tears.

[Michael]

I have been worried all day with the long absence of Talia. I expected her back sooner. I pace the floor, stopping to dial her number once more. Again, no answer.

Maybe something happened. I storm out of the house and quickly start up the engine, heading to Christian's house.

I was there in no time and

saw Talia's car parked in the driveway. I get out and knock on the door, anxiously waiting for someone to open it.

[Narrator]

Upstairs, Christian froze at the sound of the door. He quickly dragged Talia inside his bedroom closet and laid her unconscious body there. Stepping out, he

adjusted his clothes and went to answer the door. He swung it open, surprised to see Michael standing there.

"What are you-" Christian was cut off as Michael barged in and started looking around.

"Where is she?!" Michael asked.

Christian furrowed his brows, "She

who?!" His hands eased inside his pockets.

"Don't play stupid, Christian. Where's Talia?!" Michael asked,

starting to look around.

"I took care of that cheating bitch. Haha! Why does it matter to you? Was she fuckin you too?" Christian closed the door and smirked.

Michael ignored Christian and darted upstairs, hearing Christian yell after him and run upstairs with him. Michael rushed inside Christian's bedroom and closed and locked the door. Christian pounded hard on the door, threatening Michael. Saying all the things he'd do if he didn't open the door.

No sight of Talia as he checked under the bed and in the bathroom. Michael moved over to the closet and his heart broke into several pieces as he saw Talia's forehead, eyes, and nose covered in blood and her body laying lifeless in the closet. Tears welled in his eyes and just as he was about to touch her, the door was kicked in. Christian stepped in and Michael lost it. He hadn't had time to control himself before he busted Christian's head.

Talia shook her head as she opened her eyes to a blurry vision. She could hear Michael talking as she wiped blood from her eyes and felt them sting. Talia held her head as she stumbled to her feet and walked out of the closet.

"Mi-Michael?!" she called and he got off of Christian and hurried over to her.

"I thought you were dead. Oh my God," he cried as he pulled her into his arms and held her tightly.

Christian got up and grabbed his gun, pointing it towards them.

"Michael," Talia pointed as she backed away and he turned around and reached for the gun.

Talia watched as they wrestled for the gun. Christian fell over on the floor and Michael landed on top.

"I'll kill you, Mike!" Christian said as he held one end of the gun.

"You better kill me cause if not, I'll do evil things to you so bad; it'll unsettle your sleep for weeks." Michael responded as Talia walked foward.

"Please! Stop!" They wrestled some more and everyone froze as the gun went off. Talia gasped, covering her mouth with both hands as she watched Michael shake then his eyes rolled as he slipped off of Christian's body.