Michael Jackson X Reader

Big Fights and Big Regrets

Your POV

It was a beautiful day in July. Your mom was four months pregnant and could hardly move. Also her stomach was huge and you made a mental note to take her to the hospital to see why she was so big. Your ankle was still healing. You woke up had breakfast, took a shower, got dressed, and went to work like any other day. You came back home from work and sat on the couch. You put your feet on the couch. Soon Becky came over to the couch. She folded her arms. "Um excuse me." Her voice was filled with attitude. She had been incredibly rude all day. "Okay. You don't have to say it with an attitude though." You took your feet off the couch. Becky sat down. "I don't have an attitude." "Okay. I'm just saying you better watch who you're talking to." "No. You watch who you're talking to or you'll regret it." "Okay." "You don't believe me?" "I never said that." "There has to be something wrong with you or something." "Me? You have been rude all day and I've been so nice to you, and I'm the one with a problem?" "Yeah, and you are going to get what you're asking for." "Okay." "You're asking for it." Becky swung her fist at you. You dodge it, but you fell off of the couch and onto the floor. You quickly stood to your feet. "What's your problem?" "I don't have a problem. You have a problem." Becky started swinging her fist again. You defended yourself by fighting back. Seconds later, the doorbell rang. You two ignored it. Suddenly you felt someone grab you from behind. "Knock it off!" You looked at Becky. She was visibly upset. You turned around and saw Michael. "Hey." Michael didn't respond. Instead, he gently grabbed your wrist and led you away, you still had a slight limp. "Where are you taking me?" "We're going to talk." "And Becky we have to talk too." "Whatever Tobey." You found yourself in your room. You sat on your bed. Michael sat next to you. "Violence and fighting is not okay." "I know Michael." "Obviously, you don't, otherwise I wouldn't have found you fighting. Now we're going to talk. What's going on between you and Becky?" "I don't know. She's been rude all day and then she hit me first. I was defending myself." "Oh, I see. Well the only way to find out why she is so mad is to ask her." "I can't do that. She'll probably try to fight me again." "Yeah. You should probably let her cool down." Becky yelled out that she was going to some restaurant with Tobey. You and Michael stayed at home to look after your mother. Time passed. You and Michael ate dinner. A while later you found yourself with nothing to do. " (f/n) I'm bored." "Me too. Let's go prank the staff. I've got a great idea. I'm going to pretend like I fell and hit my head and don't remember anything." "Okay." Just then the staff came out of their rooms. You laid down on the floor. "Ouch!" The chef came over as well as some maids. "Are you okay (f/n)?" "Yeah I think so. Who's (f/n) and Who are you?" " You're (f/n) and I'm Michael." "Sorry. That doesn't ring a bell." Michael helped you up and you sat on the couch. "Where am I?" "You're at home." You scanned the room. "Who are all these people?" "Don't you remember us? We work for your mom." "No I don't remember you at all." I put some panic in my voice. "It's alright. We just have to take you to the doctor." "Who or what is a doctor?" "A doctor is someone who you go to when you're sick or you hurt yourself." "Oh, well I feel fine. So I guess I shouldn't see a doctor." "You hurt yourself when you fell." "I fell?" "I'm calling an ambulance." "You just got pranked." "What?" "I know exactly who you are Miss Stacey." All the staff took a sigh of relieve. "Did you know that she was faking Michael?" "Yeah." "You got us." You and Michael laughed as the staff walked away. "You got them good." " I couldn't have done it without you." "You're beautiful. Do you know that?" "And you're handsome." You slowly leaned in. Your lips met his. The kiss got deeper and deeper. Suddenly Michael picked you up and laid you on the bed. He laid on top of you. You both continued kissing. He removed your shirt and your bra. You gently pushed him off of you. "Wait a minute something's not right." "What are you talking about?" You looked at the clock. The clock read 11:59. "Becky should be here by now, interrupting us." "She'll be here soon. That's why we should make the most of the little time we have." Michael kissed your neck. You continued to make out. You removed his shirt. You both took off the rest of your clothes. Suddenly Michael stopped kissing you. He looked at you. "Are you ready for this?" "Yeah. Are you ready?" "No, but I need you right now." Suddenly, you heard you're bedroom door open. You and Michael scrambled to get the blanket to cover you. "I am so sorry. I told you I don't care. Just don't get pregnant or he'll leave." Your mom started crying again. "I would never do that." "Mom don't cry. You don't need him." "I have bigger things to worry about. Becky's not home and it's 12:00 am." "I'm sure she's fine." "I don't know. I'll let you two get dressed." Your mother left out the room and closed the door. "Now where were we?" Michael kissed you. You pushed him away. "Michael." "Please." He rubbed your thigh. "Michael what if something happened to Becky?" "I don't want her. I want you." Michael started kissing you again. You pushed him off. "Michael!" You climbed out the bed and started putting your clothes on. "Fine." Michael climbed out of the bed. After he put his clothes on you looked at him. He was a little upset. "Michael I promise that one day we won't be interrupted. "I know. We're moving to fast anyways. I mean we've only been together 4 months, but it sure would have been nice to..." "Michael!" We both laughed. He gave you a kiss on the lips. He grabbed your hand. "Come on." You both walked to the living room. Your mother was sitting on the couch crying. You sat next to her and gave her a hug. "Mom, everything's going to be okay. Here let's watch some T.V." You turned on the T.V. It was on the news channel. "We are here live on the scene, as firemen try to put out the fire at this restaurant. The fire started in the kitchen. Firemen have been pulling out dead bodies." "That's the restaurant Becky said she was going to." Tears fell down your face. Michael wrapped you in a hug. "The last thing I did to her was fight her, now she's probably dead. I'm such a horrible person." "We don't know if she's dead. She could be alive. It's not your fault. You had no way of knowing this was going to happen and you were just defending yourself." "I don't deserve love." "Don't you ever say that. I'll always love you no matter what." You fell asleep. The next thing you knew, your mother was screaming. "Becky!" You sat up and looked at the door. Becky came in. You gave her a hug. "Becky, I'm so sorry." Tears fell down your face. "No I'm sorry. I was being so rude. What's going on?" "That restaurant caught on fire. We thought you were dead." "The restaurant caught on fire?" "Weren't you there?" "We must have left before that happened." "Then what took you so long to get here?" "Well, Tobey and I went for a walk through the park. At first we were just talking. Then we were kissing. I guess time just got away from us." "Yeah and I should probably be heading home. Goodbye Becky." "Bye Tobey." They kissed. Michael yawned. "I'm going to go too." You walked him to the door. "Goodbye Michael." "Bye." He kissed you. You took your eyes off of him for one second and he smacked your butt. You opened your mouth in shock. He smiled. You smiled back. He left. You closed the door. "Okay Becky. Why were so mad earlier?" "Hold on. He just slapped your butt and you think we're not about to talk about that?" "Okay we'll talk about that after you tell me why you were mad." "Okay. Fine." Your mother yawned. "Don't stay up to late." "Okay." Your mom went to her room. "What happened was Leroy called this morning." "Mom's ex?" "Yes. So he called and I answered the phone. Girl, he was talking about how he wanted to get back with her. I told him that was not happening. He called me everything, but a child of God. He said that he wanted to talk to mom. I said that she didn't want to talk to him. Then he called her everything, but a child of God. Then he hung up. I took it all out on you and I'm sorry." "Now I completely understand. Life's to short to be getting into fights." "Yeah. Let's never fight again."
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