Michael Jackson and Whitney Houston

Confusion

Michael Pov

Whitney came into the living room with a devilish smile on her face.

"Michael, whats the real meaning of pedestrian?" She asked suddenly.

"Someone that travels by foot. Why?"

"Me and Randy had a big arguement over that last night."

"Whitney, really?"

"I should use that word in a song." She said.

I just shook my head and stared at her while she played with a pillow. She was really creeping me out. Shes asking silly questions and being jittery. She's tapping her foot and making beats with her mouth.

The doorbell rings and she gets up, confused. "Did you invite anyone over?"

"No." I shake my head.

Whitney shrugged and makes her way to the door. Its probably Frank or one of my siblings. But they wouldnt show up without a warning. Well, Randy would. But if it were him he wouldve been banging on the door like a maniac.

Whitney gasped but steps aside. Tataiana, looking very sexy, steps in. Oh god, why am i even thinking that? When Whitney slams the door, Tatianas hair swishes making a dramatic affect to her beauty.

"Michael." Tatiana gives me a hug as if a angry Whitney isnt standing by the door. "Good to see you."

"Yeah, you saw him. You lucky you got five feet near him. Now you can leave." Whitney said. I go stand by her and she steps away from me.

"Michael invited me over." Tatiana said.

"Huh?" I said.

"Say what now?" Whitney raises an eyebrow.

"I didnt." I shake my head.

"Yes you did. I called and asked for sexual favors."

"Oh, so I see. You came over here to be a prostitue? You should give her maybe two hundred." Whitney said.

"Sweetie, someone has to satisy him. Your lacking." Tatiana smiled.

"Yo, she got me f*cked up. Michael, I aint finna go to jail for murder!"

"I didnt call you, Tatie"

"Tatie?!" Whitney screamed. "So now yall have nicknames? Whats his?"

"I was mostly screaming out Daddy. But I'd say Good Lover."

"Oh..." I jerk my head back in surprise.

"The f*ck?" Whitney screamed.

First off, something was wrong. Whitney wouldve been attacking Tatie by now because of the smart comments. I have no clue why shes restraining. And i know i didnt call Tatie.

"So, why did i come over here?" Tatie asked.

Whitney took a step forward but i grabbed her arm. "To give him a great blowjob."

"Whitney!" I shake my head. My ears hurt.

"Have fun with your sex slave."

Then, she turns and walks upstairs as if shes okay that Tatiana is in the same room alone with me and she knows about it.

-ChunkyMonkey🙊