Fate saved us

Chapter 72

Janet's PoV
                       31st September 1993

I snapped my head at Michael after he dropped his bomb shell.

Did I hear him right??

I gulp and look around for Beyoncé, who isn't too far away getting some food for the twins.
I look back at Michael who's expression his happy, yet blank.
"I'm sorry," I clear my throat "I don't know if I heard you correct" I state making him giggle like a child. I kept a straight face though. He can't be serious.
"I'm gonna try and get Beyoncé pregnant" he smiled happily.
I frowned and slapped him up the side of his head.
"Ow! Dunk! Why did you do that??" He snapped rubbing his head.
"Don't act innocent with me, Michael Joseph Jackson!! It does not work with me!" I snapped back at him.
"Are you insane Michael!! You can't get her pregnant, she's married to Jay and she's going on tour with him in the matter of months"

"Well them plans will soon go down the toilet when I get her pregnant"

"Wait," I shook my head feeling insanely shocked "Are you stupid?? Or are you just being really really naive right now??"

"I'm being neither, Jan" he smiled.
"Oh wow" I mumbled to myself pinching the bridge of my nose as I closed my eyes and inhaled.
"She's going on tour!!" I snapped at him opening my eyes to see him flinch. He shrugged "so what Janet, she can call it off! Just like she can call off the marriage when I get her pregnant"

"You're being so selfish, Michael."

"No, I'm not" he shook his head adamantly "I'm not being selfish, I'm claiming what's mine"
"She ain't yours, she ain't a damn trophy Michael!!"
"Who ain't a trophy??" Beyonce asked from behind us. I sigh and turn around to see her sweet face "I missed you Janet" she smiled walking up to me and hugging me.
"I missed you too!!" I said hugging her tight. I looked at Michael while hugging Beyoncé and frowned at him making him cower under my intense gaze.

I pulled from the hug and smiled st Beyoncé.

Beyoncé's PoV:
The awkwardness doesn't seem to shift making me sigh, here comes my mother act "okay, what's happened?? Who died?" I kinda joked.
"Michael's the one gonna be dying if he doesn't get his act together!!" Janet snapped looking at Michael making me frown.
"You're crazy Janet, crazy" he stayed with a uneasy laughter.
I looked him up and down. He looks thin, like he ain't been eating.

"Michael?" I say softly making him look in my direction instead of Janet's.
"Remove your shades" I order softly, which makes him laugh uneasily "What??"

"Remove. Your. Shades" I order a little bit more stern.
Janet butted in "Wait I'm confused" she walked closer to Michael and I "what's happening??"
I shrugged sarcastically "I don't know, let's ask Michael"
He laughed awkwardly "I really don't know what's up with you both, what have you taken??" He directed that question at me.
"Nothing, I ain't taken shit because I have a family to take care of. Just like you have two daughters to take care of. So maybe I should ask you the same question, Michael. Why's have you taken??"

Silence.

Dead silence.

His body physically shivered. He didn't dare look my way.
"Hmmm?" I edged him on "what have you taken, Michael??"

"Nothing, I don't know what you're on about" he shook his head.
"Michael Joe Jackson, take those damn shades off right now before I really do go apeshit"
He scoffed and removed his shades, his eyes are bloodshot. Really bloodshot.
My eyes fill up with tears, his pupils are so big.
"I can't believe you right now" I whisper shaking my head disappointingly at him. His face softens as he reaches for my hand "it's not like that, I promise" he said softly.
I recoiled from his touch and backed away, simultaneously backing up into Beyoncé, and Jay who must have just joined us.
"What's happening??" Jay asked, he looked at my eyes that have filled up with worry, sadness and tears. He looked back at Michael with fury "what the hell have you said to her??"
Michael's eyes brows furrowed as he looked at Jay "I ain't done nothing, she's got the wrong end of the stick"

I shake my head "no, no I haven't" I turn around and walk away off set to my trailer. I get in and slam the door behind me. Everything shakes and rumbles from the force.
I sit down in the chair and let out a shaky sigh.

He's taking drugs again. After he PROMISED me he wouldn't ever do that again.

The trailer door opened and in walked the liar. Michael Jackson.
"Beyoncé please don't cry" he stated gently as he sat next to me.
Ha. I didn't even realise I was crying.
I felt on my face and wiped away the silent falling tears.
"Please," he whispered heartbrokenly.
I looked at him to see that he has a tear falling down his cheek "why are you doing drugs, again? After you promised you wouldn't"

He laughed softly "I ain't doing crack, so don't make it out to be like that."

"I know what you're doing Michael, and it ain't crack cocaine!!"
He cowered "don't shout, the girls will hear" he pleaded making me laugh sarcastically "ohhhh you don't want the girls hearing. That's right! Break my heart but make sure they still think their dad is a fucking walking angel!"
He frowned at me removing his hand from my thigh "don't be like that, you know I don't want to hurt you either. I know I'm no angel!"

"You damn right act like it in public"

"That's a persona I have to keep up" he replied smartly.

"You're taking pills again" I stated matter of factly "Oh Wait, let me change that. You're overdosing yourself again. Aren't you?? You're taking more than you need"

He shrunk under my questioning and stare "I need them, I need to heal.. I'm broken Beyoncé"

"THEY WON'T HEAL YOU MICHAEL!!! YOU'RE GONNA KILL YOURSELF IF YOU KEEP DOING THIS. You've already lost SO MUCH weight!!!"

He sniffles and wiped a tear away "maybe I want to kill myself, then I wouldn't be hurting no longer"

"You're so fucking selfish." I shake my head shocked at what he's saying "get the fuck out of my trailer, get the fuck off of my set. And get the fuck out of my life!" I state standing up and walking into the bathroom of the trailer
"Beyoncé please!!" He begged me, I turned around to see him crying ever harder, which made me cry more.
"When you want the girls, you can contact my security team, or Jay if you want the process to be quicker. Other than that, you have no contact with me no more. It's not needed."

"But I love you"

"You have a fine ass way of showing it" I replied bluntly slamming the bathroom door behind me. Leaving him to drown in his tears.