Seduced By My Neighbor (18+) || A Michael Jackson FanFiction (Completed)

Is This Even Real?

When I finally woke up, I was laying on the floor. The first thing I managed to touch was my face and when I pulled back my hand, all I seen was blood. Tony sounded like he was gone up until I heard some music playing, coming from down stairs.

I carefully got up and being that I was still dizzy, I had to grab on to the wall to slide into our bedroom. Walking carefully by the stairs, I smelled the food the he was trying to cook.

Was this nigga really making me breakfast??

When I got into the room, there were rose petals all over the floor, from what I could see, all over the bed and when i walked into the bathroom, a hot bath was drawn with the smell of lavender (my favorite).

What the fuck? This man done became a psycho!

Instead of getting straight into the bathtub, I looked into the mirror. The blood that was dried up by my mouth showed a lot of swelling. The main thing was that one of my eyes were closed, swollen and red. I couldn't even open it this time. Ughhh!!!

Great!! I have a fucking job interview in two days.

I had got a call about an assistant CEO position at the CITI investments group. I had to ride the train for a good forty-five minutes there and back to get to Queens. But now, I have to get this swelling down with a pack of peas, out the freezer and work on my portfolio.

I can't believe this shit.

I took my clothes off that I was wearing last night, put my hair in a top bun and got in the bathtub. The warm feeling of the water and the soothing feeling of the lavender, calmed my soreness. As I soaked my body, I grabbed my wash cloth and carefully looked in the mirror that surrounded the tub to dab my eye. Before I knew it, I could almost see but it hurt too bad to open up right now.

I sat there for a good twenty minutes and just thinking about all the shit I have been going through. My mother popped in my mind and I started crying.

"Mama, I miss you so much *(siffs)* and I wish you was here. What am I going to do? Mama I am so broken, I wish I could call you and talk to you. You was there for me mama. *(sniffs)* I am so loss mama."

I was still sitting in the bathtub as a cried some more. After twenty more minutes I heard footsteps, heavily coming down the hall. I took my washcloth and tried to wash over my face. I couldn't help but to realize, how fast my heart was beating and I was shaking on the inside of my body.

He came into the bathroom, by peaking his head in smiling.

"Hey babe. Why you crying? You don't like the bath I made for you? I made breakfast too!" He said.

"Hey babe. You know every now and then I have my crying spells about my mother. The bath is great, I enjoyed it." I said, "Oh and breakfast sounds good!"

He walked over to me and knelt beside me.

"Baby, look I'm sorry. You mean the world to me. I don't want nobody to have you ever. You are mine. You make me angry when you question me, then you hid from me when the cops came. I thought you called the cops to wait up for me!  Did you call the cops on me?" He said.

I looked at him from the side and tried to be very careful with my words.

"Baby, no. I didn't call the police and you just frightened me and all I asked was if you got the keys made." I said.

He looked at me and as I looked at him, I seen what appeared to be white snot coming out his nose. He jumped up and wiped his nose. Clearly my husband has back slid into coke again. And I got angry. We had already been through this shit before we even got married. That's the reason why the abuse got started any fucking way and that's why we lost our baby.