Michael Jackson and Whitney Houston

Not Believing and Guilt

Whitney POV

I sat down in one of the chairs that formed a small circle. Dr. Ruby sat in between Maya and Hatem. I pushed my hair off my shoulder.

"So, Whitney." Ruby began. "We heard why everyone else began using drugs in yesterday session. You wanna explain yours?"

"It was at a party that me and Michael had thrown for Elizbeth Taylor's birthday. I don't know why but I already had a attitude. So I'm being mean to Bobby Brown and he points out that Tatiana is working on Michael. She was touching him and he was letting her. Brooke and Diana went over and so did I. I lost my temper, went in the house and Bobby showed me how to use cocaine."

"How do you feel about Michael surrounded by all those females?"

"It bothers me. I mean Michael is a sweet person. He doesn't like to hurt feelings or shit like that. So he doesn't like to push away and set boundaries. And Tatiana knows that he's a married man. Why is she still trying to get with him?"

"Is Michael gonna stop hanging around the women that upsets you?" Ruby asked.

All these damn questions.

"I dont know." I shrugged.

"Do you think he's gonna mess around while your here?"

"No. He isn't that type. He's a faithful person. If he gets lusty he better use his god damn hand." I roll my head. "God gave us two hands for a lot of reasons. I'm sure satisfying yourself is one."

"Does anyone have feedback or opinions to give?"

"I believe Michael will slip. I mean, he's a man."

"He's not gonna slip." I start to get agitated.

I know how Michael is. He's not a cruel. He would never do that. Even if we're getting a divorce. He would wait until our divorce is finalized.

And I'm gonna believe that until someone proves me wrong.

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Michael POV

I close the door after my five brothers file into my living room.

"Guys, I did something bad." I sit on a chair.

"What?" Jackie asked.

"I cheated." I said quietly.

Randy burst out laughing.

"What did you do?" Jermaine smiled.

"I'm serious"

"Oh my god." Randy said. "You cheated on Whitney!"

"I didn't know that." I said sarcastically.

"With who?"

"Jena?"

”Randy, please." I hold up my hand. "Tatiana."

"Tatiana?" Marlon sat up. "The sexy one that kissed you on stage?"

"Yes."

"Was it good?"

"Unfortunately it was." I take a deep breath.

"Better than your wife?"

"Definitely not!" I snap. "I feel horrible. But she's so seductive.”

"When did you first do it?"

"Two weeks ago."

"And ya'll been having an affair ever since?"

"Yes. I can't help it. Im a man."

"Whitney is gonna rip your privacy off." Randy shakes his head.

"I'm thinking of way to tell her."

"Cook her a nice dinner. Then tell her."

"Or when you tell her, she'll probably laugh. You still told her. That way nothing bad will happen." Randy said.

"For once you actually make sense."

"Thank you."

"When is the next time husband stealer coming over?"

"Tonight at ten."

"Oh. So she's a night chick. Someone to rag and then send her off with a demand of when she's gonna come back over?" Tito asked.

"No. I mean, yeah Tatiana is nice at it but I ---"

"What?"

"I can't stand the feeling I have on my shoulders. The guilt."

"Duh, dummy. What did you expect?" Randy rolled his eyes.

"Okay. That its. Get out." I said with a chuckle and open the door.

Each Jackson brother gets up and stalks out with mumbles of rudeness. I even got a kiss on the cheek from Randy which I wiped off.

I closed the door and felt the wave of loneliness hit me again. Hard.