Welcome to Michael Jackson Imagines Vol. 2!
This is a book full of erotica and different AUs of Michael Jackson.
I hope you brought your holy beverage or food, you're probably gonna need A LOT.
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Awards:
Finalist for the Best Imagines Collect...
An: They didn't put their username and they didn't say which era so I spun my wheel and got Dangerous Era.
Warning: Suicidal thoughts and cutting.
If you are depressed and/or is having suicidal thoughts, call (800 - 273 - 8255).
~ Loving Bully ~ ~*Part One*~
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"So you got my homework?" Michael asks me, leaning over my table in the library.
Two years with this asshole and two years to go.
God, can I just graduate high school already?!
I reach down to my black backpack and open it, getting out his homework.
I get bullied every day for my weight, hair, personality, anything that Michael can think of. I have gotten tired of his shit but I can't stand up to him. I'm too shy and depressed.
I know someday, my stick would snap and I would tell him what's on my mind.
I hand him his Chemistry homework, and he snatches it away from my hands. He looks over it as I continue to read my Math book; he smirks, patting me on the head.
"Finally, Yn. You do something right."
I sigh, mentally rolling my eyes. I cringed, wanting to push his hand off my head.
He picks on me out of all people, why me?
He smirks at me, suddenly gripping my hair and pulling my face up to look at him. I would moan if he wasn't so damn rough, and I personally like rough.
"Meet me after school, I have a surprise for you." He smirks, releasing his grip from my hair and walking away from the table.
I rub my head and frown, Please don't be anything bad.
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"Ow..." I whine in pain as tears continue to pour out of my eyes.
This is the worst shit he's done yet.
He pushes me on the brick wall again, holding my throat with one of his hands, "You know, you're my bitch, right?"
