The Writer ➵ Michael Jackson ➵ Fanfiction [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 15-"The Calls"

So sorry about not updating in a while, I've been really busy plus I've had some personal stuff going on but I hope you like this update!

Tiana's Pov

It had been a few weeks since Michael had told me the story of him and Tricia and he's starting to act nicer around me. More than usual and I'm glad that it's happening so it will help our relationship grow more and also help the writing process.

I hadn't talked to Ron at all besides him leaving various voicemails, I have just been ignoring him. I knew that it would be the best for where me and Michael where going but I couldn't help but feel that piece of guilt eating at me.

"Tiana...you ok babygirl? You look out of it today." Michael observed taking the pencil out of his mouth. We where writing more for his album since that I was sent here to do.

"Yeah, I'm fine just thinking about calling my sister later." I lied not wanting him to know that I was actually thinking about debating if I should call Ron or not.

"Alright.." he said with a hint of suspicion in his voice. "So I was thinking that we could go out tonight, since there a pre-ordering party." i furrowed my eyebrows in confusion on what he was getting at.

"It's a party to celebrate how many people have pre-ordered the album before it's even came out, you should come." I nodded listening to him explain and his request for me to come.

"I would love to but..Michael can I ask you something." If I hadn't put my name is this scenario do you think he'd figure it out?

"Sure."

"Ok so let's say there's this girl, who has been in a relationship with this guy for a few weeks."

"Ok." he urged me to go on and I continued.

"But there's other guy who keeps calling her phone and leaving voicemails. What should she do if she wants to ignore him but can't because she feels guilty." He gave me a blank stare before raising an eyebrow.

"Is this a scenario that your in?" He asked catching me in the act. I bit my lip before shaking my head.

"N-no, no I was just...asking." I said twirling my fingers. He sighed before resting his chin against his palm.

"Tiana."

"Huh?"

"It's you isn't it?"

"No!" I protested again.

"Tiana.."

"Michael.." I retorted.

"I know your lying." He stated.

"Ok fine I am!" I admitted getting up from the piano and starting to slowly pace the floor.

He lifted up his con from his palm and put his hands on his thighs. "And who is the other guy?" he asked. I could hear in his voice that he was keeping his anger down to a low.

"Ron.." I mumbled.

"Who?"

"Ron." I said more loudly so he could hear me. I felt like this a moment from me and my dad wanted answers out of me when I took my bike from the garage without asking.

"The guy from the party?" He asked in disbelief. He scoffed and shook his head once I nodded slowly.

"Look before you get mad, I've avoided him but I feel guilty because he keeps calling and leaving sappy voicemails." He looked at me like I was from the planet Mars and stood as he walked over to where I was standing.

"You feel bad for not talking to him especially when where in a relationship?" I brought my hand up to my forehead feeling like we where about to have an argument.

"Michael I just think that I should talk to him once and tell him to stop calling in person than over the phone." I explained my reasoning and that caused his face to pinch up in more confusion.

"How would you feel if I talked to some girl that I saw at the party or started talking to Tracy again." I cringed once he mentioned her name. Ok.. he had a point but I don't understand what the deal is. Its not like I'm gonna go to meet him so I can make out with him.

"You wouldn't like that would you?" He asked knowing what my answer is going to be.

"No but Michael it's not that big of a deal. It's just going to be really quick and once I tell him then he will be able to finally leave me alone so I can focus on the relationship more." That caused him to shake his head more.

"So you haven't because of this guy?" I sighed and rubbed my temples before throwing my hands in the air as I walked out of the room.

"Tiana! Were not done talking!" I ignored his yells and continued to the guest room.

"Well I'm done!" I yelled back slamming the door shut. Why can't he just be understanding about it and let me talk to Ron. I can't call him on the phone because I was always told to face my problems and that's the only way I can. By meeting him.

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