When I Say, I Love You...

Chapter 14:His Jealousy

I was sitting in my room playing with my little puppy when suddenly Michael burst through my door, He gave me a cold stare. "i need to talk to you."He said sternly

"Well hello to you to."I said sarcastically

He rolled his eyes, ignoring my sarcasm."Do you have any idea how stupid you make me and yourealf look?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You dancing with all these men in your videos and your performances."He said.

I rolled my eyes"Must we talk about this?"

He gave me a look.

"Look Michael I told you, I don't like dancing with those men my damn self, but I don't have a choice. If that's what the choreographer wants me to do, then I have to do it there's only so much I can take out"I explained this to him million times before but he always ended up upset and jealous about it all over again.

He rolled his eyes."I know that, but you've got to be mindful of what these peop-"

"Michael, I don't care about those damn tabloids, and you-"

"you should if they're talking about you cheating on me."He said then through the magaine on the bed with me. I picked it up and looked at it. On the cover was a picture of us from the Motown celebration. I had on my golden dress he had on his black jacket. In big letters it said:

  AALIYAH CHEATING!!!

I rolled my eyes and threw the magazine to the side."Really, Michael? Really?" I asked, getting agitated."You know this isn't true."

"But they seem to think so."

"Who is they!?" I asked getting heated.

"Everyone Aaliyah, Everyone!"He said He said through his teeth. his fits was balling up I knew was mad then. plus he called me Aaliyah.

My puppy started barking, Michael shot a look at her."Oh you shut the hell up."

"Michael your over exaggerating. You know they gone put sh-stuff"I quiclky changed it to stuff because he gave me that look as soon as i said the sh part." like this in magazines because they have nothing else to say, now if you love me and trust me you wouldn't care about it.Theres no need of you getting jealous all the time."

"Oh so now i'm jealous?"

"Yes, ever since this album came out, and you've see these videos you seem to get jealous."

"Well what the hell do you expect, Aaliyah?"He asked throwing hands up then pacing back fourth across the room."You look like you love dancing with those men."

"I don't, and you should know that!"I said raising my voice."I feel just as uncomfortable about it as you do."

"You sure don't look like it."

I gave him an 'are you serious' look. "Michael do you realize how stupid you sound, You know we have to do certain things we don't want to do because of our careers."

"Yeah, but you don't see me dancing around a bunch of women do you?"

"Oh My God!"I threw my hands up. I shook my head. I always hated it when we argued, especially over something stupid.

"Do You?"He asked again. Sternly

I just stared at him blankly."Yeah that's what I thought."

"Michael, this ridiculous you act like you don't trust me."

He nodded his head."I do trust you, I just don't trust those dancers."

"i understand that," i said. "But if you love me you wouldn't worry about it."

"I do love you." He said quietly.

"Then why are we having this argument again?"

"Because Liyah, you know your a pretty girl and ever since you were fifteen boys have been throwing themselves all over you. They don't respect the fact that your taken, Especially by me."He said. He sat on the bed.

"Baby, You don't need to worry about those boys especially the ones in my videos. they are so not my type."I said. I crawled over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. "And besides when I'm dancing with them i imagine myself dancing with you, that's why it looks like I love it so much. It's called acting"

He laughed."Well your one hell of an actor."

"I know" I laughed then kissed him on the cheek."And will you please stop reading those JET magazines, their full of lies. And I'm tired of having to straighten them out in every interview I do."

he picked up the magazine and tossed it into the waist basket."I will."

Just then the phone started ringing. I reached over to my night stand to get it.

"Hello?"

"Hey Aaliyah!" It was Keisha.She had been on tour for the last few months

I smiled/"Hey girl, How's the tour?"

"It's going good so far. I love it!"

"Well your the first one."i said sarcastically.

"I'm gonna be in New York for my last show." She said. i could here the excitement in her voice."I wanted to know if you wanted to sing a song for me."

"What?"i asked shockingly."I don't know Keisha, it's your show not mine."

"i don't care, I really want my sister to do something for my first tour, I promise I won't ask you to do it again."

I looked over at Michael who really looked like he was trying to make out what I was talking about."When's the show."

"On the 29th."

"I am free on that day."I said.

"Please, Aaliyah!"She begged

"I'll think about it."I said.

"YAY!"She squealed."Girl let me know when you make up your mind."

"I will" I said.

"Okay I got to go."She said

"Alright."

I hung up the phone. Michael looked at me his eyes filling with questions."That was Keisha"i said with a smile

He gave me and ' UH DUH' look."What did she want?"he asked.

"She wants me to go out to New York and do a performance on her last show."I said

HE shook his head."Liyah, You know I don't like you going on planes."

"relax, I told her I'll think about it."i said then stood up to stretch out my legs.

"Well, I hope you don't go."

I raised my eyebrow at him"Why not? She's my sister."

"I know that. but can't she wait until she have a concert in Las Angelas or something?"

I shook my head/"No, she cannot. that's he last show."

"I wouldn't like it if you went." He said. hinting the fact that he was telling me not to go."

"Well it's my decision, so If I do your just gonna have to get over it."I said as I walked over to my dresser to get some night clothes."Now I'm going to go take a bath. You can stay in here and be mad or you can come in there with me. Pick your choice."

He just sat there.

I shrugged my shoulders and went into the bathroom, and started to run my water. Adding My bubble bath to it. When I was done I took off my clothes and got in the tub turned on my music. and relaxed. Just like I suspected he would, ten minutes later, when I opened my eyes he was sitting in the chair looking down at me.