Michael Jackson X Reader

Beat Up and Beat Down

Your POV
Time passed. You got along with Arnold quite well. One morning, you were sleeping peacefully. Suddenly, you were shook awake. You opened your eyes. You saw Arnold. "What?" "I just wanted to say goodbye before I went to school." "Goodbye." You laid back down. "Wait I wanted you to meet my new friends." "You have friends now?" "Yeah. Who knew that all you had to do was talk to get friends? Anyways, they want to come by after school really quick and then we're going to the movies." "I have to work." "I know, but it will be so fast." "Okay. Did you ask the girl out?" "Yeah. She's going to the movies too." "That's great." "I'm going now. Bye." "See you later and close the door." Arnold closed the door. You fell back asleep. Time passed. You woke up and had some breakfast and got ready for work. Soon Arnold came home from school. "Hey everyone, I'm back!" "Hey Arnold." You all said. His teenage friends followed him. "This is my mom. This is my sister's mom. This is my sister's sister, Becky, by adoption. This is my sister's brothers and sister, biologically. This is my sister." The teenage boys whistled when they saw you. "She's hot!" One of the boys shouted. "Wait, isn't she a model?" One of the girls asked. "She sure is. (F/n) I would like you to meet Annie. She's my date." You smiled and waved. "Okay guys let's go." They headed towards the door. Arnold lingered behind. "Didn't I tell you she was gorgeous?" "She is pretty. Have a good time." Arnold left with his friends. You began to wonder why Michael hadn't called you like he usually does. You, your sister, and your mom went to work. Everything went great. You all returned home. Arnold was already there. There was a knock at the door. Tobey came in. "Hey." Becky kissed Tobey. "Hi." You sighed and sat on the couch. Becky came over to you. "Michael will come over soon." "I hope so." Becky and Tobey left. Arnold sat next to you on the couch. "Hey." "Hi. How was your date?" "It was fantastic. The movie was great." "I might be able to play monopoly or watch a movie with you." "Let's play monopoly." An hour passed. "Are you sure this is your first time playing monopoly?" "Yes." "Then how did you win this fast?" "Beginner's luck I suppose." You sighed. "Well I'm going to go do something else now." "Okay." Michael still hadn't showed up. He hadn't even called. So you dialed his number. "Hello?" "Hi." "Hi (f/n)." "Is Michael around?" "Michael? Uhh he's a little occupied." "Oh. Was he to busy to call me?" "Kind of." "What's he doing?" "Nothing much. Well it's a little something." "Janet what's going on?" "Nothing." "Janet, can you put Michael on the phone?" "Like I said he's a little busy. Maybe I can take him a message." "Never mind. Bye." You hung up the phone. You just had to know what was going on. You told your mother where you were going. You made your way across the street. You rang the doorbell. Mrs. Jackson answered. "Hey (f/n). How are you?" She greeted you with a warm smile, but you could see the worry in her eyes. "I'm okay. I guess." "What's the matter?" "Just haven't heard from Michael today. That's all. How are you?" "I'm Okay." You didn't believe her. You were startled by yelling. "It's just a plush Mickey Mouse! Why does it upset you so much?!" "Michael, it's not about Mickey Mouse! It's about who you got it from, why you got it and when! Now first off your mom doesn't want you celebrating Christmas!" You peeked inside. Michael had folded his arms. "Yet, you're the one complaining." "Don't get smart with me! You got it from your girlfriend! I'm telling you, she is going to ruin your career!" "No she's not!" "You have to excuse them. They have been arguing all day about this Mickey Mouse that Joseph found. I'm sorry you have to see this." "I'm going to tell you one more time, breakup with her!" "I said no!" "I've had it with you! I don't take disrespect and I don't take disobedience." Joe hit Michael. You gasped. "You don't deserve respect." Joe hit Michael again. Michael shoved Joe into a nearby table. The table fell over. At that point Janet and Randy came over. They just stood there and watched. "Stop that!" Mrs. Jackson cried out. Joe hit Michael again. "I said stop that fighting!" I was frozen. Michael hit Joseph back. Michael barely got any hits in before Joseph had him pent to the ground. Joseph punched Michael repeatedly. You had enough. You went in the house. The tears were falling down your face. "Please stop! Please!" Joseph looked at you. His eyes were full of anger. "You. I've got a bone to pick with you." You went to Michael. "Come on let's get out of here." Michael followed you. He managed to grab his Mickey Mouse. You went to your house. You tried to close the door, but Joseph's hand managed to stop it. "Michael how dare you leave! First of all you're a Jackson! Jacksons don't run away from fights! Second we weren't done!" Joseph turned to you. "Now you." He put his finger in your face. "Where did you get that locket from?" "Michael gave it to me for Christmas in 1978." Your mother came over. "Is there a problem?" "Yes. I don't want your daughter dating my son." "Why? Is she not good enough for him?" "She is going to ruin his career." "Look they are two grown people. There is nothing we can do." "Speak for yourself." Joseph grabbed you. "Now listen up." "No, you listen up. Get your hands off of my daughter." "Don't you understand?" "I understand that you better get your hands off of my daughter. Now I'm respectfully asking you to leave." Joseph ignored her. "(F/n), my son has a lot of potential in his career." "Security, escort him out." So security escorted Joseph outside the house. Michael sat down on the couch hugging his Mickey Mouse and crying. You sat next to him. "Everyday it's the same thing with him and I'm sick of it." "How did today's argument start?" "He caught me sleeping with my stuffed Mickey Mouse. He demanded to know where I got it from. I told him that it was none of his business. He went out of my room and I'm assuming he asked Randy or Janet about the Mickey Mouse. When he returned he started yelling at me. He had been yelling at me for hours. That's why I didn't call at 3:00 pm like I usually do. I'm really sorry by the way." "Don't worry about it." "I was trying to leave the house, but he was still yelling at me. Then he hit me and I pushed him and the fight was on." "Maybe we should break up. I don't want Joseph to hurt you anymore." "I don't care what Joseph says or does. I'm not breaking up with you." "Look at you. Let me get some Ice." You went to the fridge to get some Ice. You came back. Michael was still crying. You gave Michael a hug. "Ouch." You took of his shirt to reveal many more bruises. You started crying. Michael tried to wipe the tears away. "Don't cry. I'm alright." "This is because of me. Maybe you should just forget that I exist." "Well I can't and I won't. You're my girl and Joe isn't changing that." "Dinner is ready. Michael, (f/n), are you going to join us or are you going to go out to eat." Michael put back on his shirt and you both headed over to the dinner table. You said grace over the food. You slowly ate your food. It was delicious. "Mom I just want to thank you for standing up for me earlier." "It was nothing. Of course I'm not going to let anything happen to you (f/n)." "What happened?" "Nothing much Arnold." "You're not your usual happy self (f/n)." "You're right. I'm not." "Well, what's wrong?" "Why do you want to know?" "I just thought that maybe I could help you or talk to you and make you feel better." "Why don't you just ignore me?" "You're my big sister and I love you." "I love you too little brother." "What's wrong?" "I don't want to talk to you Michael." "I know what this is about. It's okay." Michael reached for your hand. You pulled your hand away. You got up from the table. You ran into your room. You locked the door. You laid on your bed and cried. There was a knock on the door. "Who is it?" "It's me Michael. Let me in please." You didn't respond. Michael knocked again. "Please?" You still remained silent. The tears continued to fall. You heard Michael sigh. Time passed. Your mom knocked on the door. "Please let me in. Let's talk about it." You didn't respond. "Okay then talk to me." "Alright Arnold. You can come in." You opened the door. Arnold came in. "Now what's wrong?" "Earlier today I went across the street to see Michael and Joe was beating him. I don't want Michael to get beat anymore because of me." "What makes you think that he gets beat because of you. The way I see it, it's his fault. He's old enough and wealthy enough to move out if he wanted to." "I guess you're right. I'm sorry for the attitude I gave you at dinner time." "I understand. See you." Arnold left your room. Michael was standing at the door. "Do I have permission to come in?" "Sure." Michael sat down next to you on the bed. Michael was holding his Mickey Mouse. "I told you that I'm okay." "I know Michael. Why don't you move away from your parents?" "I just want to stay around my mother. Besides, you wouldn't want me to move away from you would you?" "It would be better that way. I'm not worth getting beat up over. I'm just a nobody." "Listen, no matter what anyone says, to me you're worth more than all the wealth in the world. Besides, even if I didn't know you, Joseph would still find something to yell at me about. All my life I have been looking for someone to love, and someone who would love the real me. I finally found you. You see this Mickey Mouse. It's the best thing I've ever received. Do you know why?" "Why?" "Because you gave it to me." "All my life I wished that I could find someone who loved me. I'm glad I found you." "Me too." Michael hugged you. You hugged back. He kissed your lips. Soon Becky came in. "Hey. I wanted to ask you something." "Okay Becky." "Will you be my maid of honor?" "Of course. I'll do whatever you need me to do." "Great we'll talk about it later. Goodnight." "Goodnight." Becky went out of the room. "It's late." "(F/n), I don't want to go home yet." "That's fine." You yawned. You put on your P.J.s. "I'm tired. Do you want to spend the night?" "Thanks." You laid on the bed. Michael laid next to you. Michael kissed you. "Goodnight." "Goodnight Michael."
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