❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤||𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠•𝑉𝑜𝑙𝑢𝑚𝑒𝑇ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒/𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹/❥

♡A Moment In Time♡

~Set in the Bad era~

You stared at your reflection in front of the bathroom mirror. Your face was pale, and your hands were shaking. You could hear the children playing outside, and your heart sank slightly.

Let me paint the picture for you.

You worked as a personal assistant to a very prestigious man, a man that went by the name Michael Jackson. The two of you worked very closely together, and you lived at Neverland. Of course, Michael was married to Lisa Marie Presley - but he was having an affair with you.

Yes, the two of you were sleeping together - and his wife had had no idea. It was wrong, but Michael had fallen deeply in love with you - and you, with him.

The two of you had spent many nights together, especially since Lisa was away most of the time. Most of the staff at Neverland knew what was going on, but they had promised not to say anything. Lisa was a mean woman, and everyone loved you.

Everyone adored you.

The members of staff all believed that you were the perfect match for Michael, and that fact made you happy.

For three years, the two of you had been seeing each other secretly - and Lisa had no idea.

At present moment, you were in your assigned bedroom - and your eyes were swollen from all the crying that you had done. Michael was downstairs, out in the gardens - playing with Janet and Mac.

Janet also knew of your relationship with Michael, and just like the others - she loved you.

The tears streamed down your face as you looked at your pale reflection in the mirror. On the granite sink counter, a paper sat. A paper that contained the results of your most recent blood test.

Bad news.

The words ran through your mind, over and over.

You turned, and walked out of the bathroom - turning off the light before slamming the door shut. Using the back of your hand to wipe the years away from your face, you took in a deep breath as you walked out of the room - being sure to shut the door behind you.

You walked along the corridors, a blank look on your face. You walked, and walked - eventually bumping into one of the maids, Gina.

"(Y/N)?" she frowned when she saw how pale you were. "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah," you lied before moving past her, leaving her puzzled.

Karma got me.

You did your best to keep your tears concealed. You marched, and marched, until you had made your way out of the mansion.

Michael was running around, chasing Mac, when he saw you. He noticed your expression immediately, bringing his movements to a stop.

"Give me a moment," you heard him address Mac before jogging over to you. In the distance, you could see Janet throwing a water balloon at Mac, making the two of them laugh. "Baby?" he raised an eyebrow as he came to a stop in front of you. "What's wrong?"

"Michael....we...we need to talk," you whispered. "In private,"

~•♡•~

It had been half an hour since you had told Michael that you wanted to speak with him in private. Currently, the two of you were in his dance studio - and the door was shut, locked as well, so that no one would barge in on the two of you.