Slave To The Rhythm ~MJ Fanfic~

Chapter 1

December 28th 1982

*Breanna's P.O.V.*

 I was in my room sitting on my bed listening to my favorite singer ever. I fell in love with his voice and his handsome features when he was in the Jackson 5. I was very little and I already knew the words and dances to all his songs. I loved who he came out to be. I looked up after a song was done and remembered I had to go to work. "Ugh." I groaned and got up out of bed. "Just one more song" I said smiling and walking over to my stereo. I looked for the song I really loved to dance to. It was Billie Jean. I smiled and picked up the new album he just released. I pressed play on the stereo, I started doing all the moves he had done in the music video. I spun one last time and the song ended. I turned off my stereo and went into the bathroom to take a shower. I got out and wrapped a towel around my body and hair to dry it. I walk out into my room and got dressed into a pencil skirt and a white button up shirt with a white tank top under it.

Yes I do live alone in an apartment. I grab my sweater and keys. I walk out to my car and drove to the diner. Gosh I need to find a better job. This one isn't giving me enough money. I can barley buy enough food for myself. I groan when I turn around the corner and see how many cars were there. Today is going to be a busy day. I get out of my car and open the doors to my boss standing right in front of me looking really angry. My boss is very abusive and that is another reason why I want to leave this job. "Your late...again!" he said and got in my face. I look at my watch and it read 9:25 am. "Uh the last time I checked, I was suppose to be here at 9:25." I said backing up a bit and showing him my watch. He then slapped my hand away and looked at me. I looked down at my arm and see where his hand hit me. "Don't get smart with me young lady." he said still looking at me. I hate him so much! "Hey! Leave the lady alone!" my long time friend, Josh, yells from behind him. "Don't you tell me what to do. I am your boss and you listen to what I say. Now back off and stay out of this you pathetic wimp." He says turning to Josh.

 My jaw drops in disbelief as he turns back to me and continues "You need to shut that mouth of yours and get to work." I just stand there with a 'do you really think I am going to listen' look. He raises his hand and before I can move, he slaps me in my face, hard. I hold in my tears and run outside. As soon as I slammed the door I burst out crying. I started to run holding the spot where he slapped me. I then bump into someone and I fell to the ground. Jeez, could this day get any worse. "I am so sorry ma'am!" I hear a very familiar voice say. Before I could look up, I felt hands on my arm helping me up. I brush my skirt off before covering the red spot on my face again. "Thank you" I say in a shaky voice, still not looking up to see who it was. I turned around with whimpering cries and started to walk away when I felt a hand grab my wrist. I look at the hand then look at a man with a fedora on and a couple of curls hanging in his face. I was shock at who I was looking at. "What's wrong, sweetheart? Why are you crying?" he says in the same soft voice as the man who I bumped into.

 I open my mouth as if to say something but all that came out was "Michael?" "Yes it is me, sweetie. Are you okay?" he says and I say once again "Michael Joseph Jackson?" He giggles and said "Yes." I looked down in complete embarrassment for how I just sounded. I noticed I am still holding my cheek when I feel thick liquid running down my hand. I take my hand away from my face and look at it and I see blood. I hear Michael gasp as I quickly cover it again. "Your bleeding." he says sternly but concerned at the same time. I start to cry again. "Come here." He says as he opens his arms for a hug. "I-I don't want to get blood all over you." I say as I look up at him. He giggles and says "I don't care." I smiled and walked into his arms as he hugs me tight. He put his chin on the top on my head as I start to cry into his chest. He loosens his grip and I back up a little as he lifts my chin up with two fingers. "Why are you crying?" he says wiping my tears away. I looked to both sides of me to see if anyone was around. He noticed and said "Do you want to come over to my place and talk?" I nod and he grabs my hand and walks me toward his car. "What about my car?" I asked him before we reached his car.

 "I will tell one of my guards to take care of it." I smile as he opens the limo door for me. I climb in and he closed the door. He got in on the other side. I look out the window and all of a  sudden I feel a napkin in my cheek. "Lets clean some of that up" I look at him and smile. I look in his beautiful brown eyes and say "Thank you" "Your welcome. Are you okay?" I nod and look down. "Did someone hurt you?" he asked and I look up and feel a tear stream down my cheek. I then see his eyes go from kind and sweet to pure anger as he knew my answer to the question. I look down and wipe my eyes and he gives me a clean napkin to wipe my hands on. "Where are we going?" I ask and he looks at me and says "Neverland." My eyes light up as he giggles. I then start to wonder why I was so calm. I just met Michael Jackson! My dream has come true!