Michael Jackson X Reader

When You Needed Him Most

Your POV

You went to work. You came home. Becky went on a date with Tobey. Your mom and the babies were still at the hospital. Michael hadn't come over yet. The staff were doing their thing. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. You went to the door. You thought it was Michael. Security opened the door. You stood there, your face full of shock. "Hi." "Max, hi." "It's been a long time." "Well it's been about 6 months. How are you here? I mean, aren't you suppose to be in jail?" "I escaped." "How did you find me?" "Well, when you love someone there's nothing you wouldn't do for them. (F/n) I love you so much. I was stupid for doing what I did to you. You're a wonderful woman." "Thank you." Max walked around you. He looked around. "This is a nice place you have here." "Thanks." "Is your mother here?" "No, she's in the hospital. She just had a c-section." "Oh." "Listen, there is something I should tell you." "You're still gorgeous." Max leaned in to kiss you. You pushed him away. "What?" "I have to tell you something." "I know, I'm handsome." He leaned in to kiss you. You pushed him away. "You're making me angry. You don't want to see me angry." He leaned in to kiss you. You tried to push him away. "Get off of me." Just before he kissed your lips, you pushed him off of you. You stood up, but before you could run he grabbed your shirt. He pulled you into a room. He threw you on the bed. He climbed on top of you. You punched him. He punched you back. You fought. It wasn't enough. Your fighting wasn't enough to keep him from kissing you. "Excuse me. Just what do you think you're doing?" You looked at Michael. There was hope for you. "Loving my girlfriend. What's it to you?" Max put his hand on your mouth. "Hi. I'm Michael her boyfriend. Now get off of her." "She wants me to do this." Just then you heard a door slam. You bit Max hand. "Ouch!" "Michael!" Max slapped you. "Don't bite me."

Michael's POV

I was at a studio working on my new solo album. Work got really busy and I stayed later than usual. Finally, I was finished for the day. I went home as quickly as possible so I could see my beautiful Girlfriend. She's wonderful. Anyways, I made it to (f/n)'s house. I rang the doorbell. Security answered. I went inside. (F/n) wasn't on the couch. So I checked her room. What I saw caused a tremendous amount of pain. (F/n) was in bed with another guy. There is no way she was cheating on me. I tapped on his foot. "Excuse me. Just what do you think you're doing." "Loving my girlfriend. What's it to you?" "Hi I'm Michael, her boyfriend. Now get off of her." "She wants me to do this." I ran out of there. The door slammed behind me. I ran out of the house. I went inside my house. I was right outside my room when my mother called me. "Michael, why are you home so early? Aren't you usually at (f/n)'s house." "Yeah, um I don't feel good." My mother put her hand on my forehead. "Well, you don't feel warm." "Yeah my throat's hurting and I don't want to spread it to (f/n)." "Well, get well soon." I went in my room and let out all the tears that I had pent up. Why did this have to happen to (f/n). She didn't deserve this. "I called the police. "911, what's the emergency." "Someone is trying to rape my girlfriend." "What's your address?" I gave the person the address. "Can you stay with me until the police come?" "Actually, I'm not where she is, so I'm not sure I'll know when they get there." "That's fine. Goodbye." "Bye." I sat back and wondered some more on how and why this happened to (f/n). I was broken out of my thoughts by my mother calling me. "Michael someone is here to see you!" "I'll be down in a sec!" I went in the bathroom and put cold water on my face. I walked downstairs. I saw her. "Hey."

Your POV

You desperately tried to push Max off of you. He reached for your pants. You pulled your leg away causing your pants to tear. You fought with all your might. You managed to push him off of you. You went to the door. You felt Max grabbed your shirt. You pulled away from him. Your shirt was torn. The only thing you could think of was to run to Michael's house. So you ran across the street. You knocked on the door. You looked behind you. Max was coming your way. Finally the door opened. You went inside and quickly locked the door. Soon there was banging on the door. "What is going on? What happened to you." Tears fell down your face and words wouldn't come. "I'll call Michael down. Michael, someone is here to see you!" "I'll be down in a sec!" Soon Michael came downstairs. He slowed down when he looked at you." "Hi. Are you alright?" He reached for your face. You smacked his hand away. "Michael, right now is when I need you the most, and you're just going to ignore me and abandon me?" "Of course you need me right now. Look at you." Tears fell down his face as he said those words. Michael looked at you, his face full of compassion. "You're all bruised, your clothes are torn and your hair is everywhere." "Not even the great Sherlock Holmes could have figured that out." You had a sarcastic tone in your voice. You were very upset. You were angry at Max and upset at Michael. One tried to rape you and the other didn't try to stop it. "I'm so sorry." "Oh, now you care. Mrs. Jackson, can I use your phone?" "Of course." You could still hear Max pounding on the door. You picked up the phone to dial 911. "911, what's the emergency?" "Someone just tried to rape me." "Okay, what is your address?" You gave them your address. "Okay we will have the police there in a few minutes. Is it possible for you to stay with me until the police comes." "Yes." "Okay. Stay on the phone until the police comes." "Okay." Within minutes, the police came. They knocked on the door. "Police, open up." "Okay, there here." "Okay bye." "Goodbye." You hung up. The door was opened. "We found this guy banging on the door." "He's the one, officer." "Hey, you escape prison didn't you?" "I sure did." "Come on." You watched as the police handcuffed Max and led him away. "(F/n), I'm..." "Save it. I don't know what I was thinking when I fell in love with you. When I needed help, I couldn't even get it from you and to think, I called you my boyfriend. Thanks for everything Mrs. Jackson." "Oh it's no problem. You don't really mean those words that you said about my son." "Oh, I meant every word." "He'll be miserable without you." "Good." "(F/n)." "This is goodbye Michael." "No, wait." You went out the door. When you walked in your house you saw your security. "Where were you? Didn't you hear me screaming, or falling on the floor, or something?" "Sure, but I was in the bathroom. I had to do a number 2." "Well the guy that you let in today, don't let him in anymore." "You mean Michael ?" You rolled your eyes. You realised that you just broke up with the love of your life. You started crying. "No, not Michael, the one before him." "Oh." There was a knock at the door. "We are the police. We've been called here." "There must be some mistake. The police already came." "I guess I got here too late. You see I was sent over here in the middle of arresting someone that held up a gas station." "I understand." "Well goodbye." "Bye." You closed the door. You decided to work on decorating the baby rooms to get your mind off of Michael.