~Lena~

"What up bitch?" Diana said over the phone.

"Di Im not in the mood. I have somethin to tell you." I said quietly. It was midnight and Michael was fast asleep.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Ne-ne-ne-never mind. Talk to ya later." I said hanging up. I have to keep this quiet. At this point Im not even gonna trust my best friend. I sat up and covered myself with the sheets. "You OK baby?" MIchael asked with his eyes still closed.

"Yea bay go back to sleep." I said kissing him. He turned around and went back to sleep. I gotta get this shit off my mind.

~The next day~

~Michael~

I was playing tea party with Ne Ne, trying to keep the murder off my mind. "OK daddy you sit next to Mr. Ruffles." she said pointing to a seat. "And I will sit next to Miss.Muffet." she said sitting down. "Would you like some tea daddy?" she asked.

"Yes please." I said. Ne Ne poured the tea and smiled. "Thank you pumpkin." I said. "You're very welcome." she said. "Miss.Muffet likes you daddy." she said giggling. I smiled and drank some of the tea. Just then the doorbell rang.

"I got it!" I called from downstairs. I opened up the door and almost closed it. "What the hell are you doin here Marketa?" I said

"MIchael Im pregnant." she said

"And? So?" I said nonchalantly

"Its yours." she said sadly

"The hell it is! Im married Marketa. You think Im gonna fall for this shit?" I said

"Remember that night in San Juan.....you know MIchael. This baby is yours!" she said loudly

"Girl if you dont lower your voice....and it aint mine. We never did anything. You and I both know I didnt want to touch you." I said back

"You just wanna cover it up."

"You're just a hoe. I feel sorry for that child. It wont even know who its daddy is." I said shaking my head.

"Fine MIchael....if this is how you want to be." she said

"It is how I want to be. Now get off my porch." I said closing the door. "Lena baby come here!" I called. She walked out of the room with a bathrobe on. "Yea?" she asked. "Where's Ne Ne?" I asked.

"She's over Gina's house." she said letting her hair down. "Come here." I said with a smirk.

~Lena~

I walked down the stairs to him. He pulled me closer. "What time do you start work?" he asked. "In an hour." I said wiping my forehead. "Too bad you're gonna be late." he said untying my robe. "Mikey I gotta get ready!" I said covering up.

He gently took it apart again. "Ill call and tell them you'll be late." he said. "You are so bad Michael." I said smiling. He tossed me on the couch and his pants flew off. Then the phone rang.

"Hello??" Michael said irritated.

"Alright.....OK...thanks." he said. He hung up. "No work for me today. They just need to wrap up the album." he said taking off his shirt.

"I think I turned you into a bad boy Michael." I said.

"How so?" he asked.

"Well.....you cuss a lot more, you help me cover up bad things, when somebody does something you get revenge, and......."

"And?"

"And.....you make love to me like a mad man." I said smiling.

"Is the last one a good one?" he asked

"Yea. I like it when you're freaky." I said laughing. He laughed.

"Good girl, because all this talking is driving me crazy. Mike Jr, can't wait any longer." he said laying on top of me.

After we had our little quickie, I hurried and got ready for work. Michael was in the kitchen eating a banana when I walked in to say goodbye.

"I forgot to ask you, who was that at the door?" I asked. "Oh....someone claiming that Im a daddy to their kid." he said bluntly.

"What the hell? Who?" I demanded. "Marketa." he said throwing the peel in the garbage. "Oh that hoe" I said back. W both laughed and I kissed him. "Ill pick up our babygirl from Gina's." he said hugging me. "Alright. Ill be home around 3. Be good." I said smiling

"Ill try." he said smiling. I smiled back and left the house. My phone buzzed. It was a private number.

"Hello?"

"Lena." Marketa said

"What do you want? I heard you came by the house accusing Michael of getting you knocked up. You gotta lot of a nerve."

"Listen bitch. You tell Michael that I will be seeing him in those baby classes this Monday. I dont care if he gets back with me or not, I just want the money to support this baby."

"I bet there isnt even a baby, and he wont be seeing you no damn where. You dumb hoes are somethin else. Coming to my house disrespectin me and my man. We have a daughter you dipshit."

"I dont give a hot damn. I want my money."

"Dont ever come by our house or call any of us you rotton bitch." I said hanging up. Just then, a car dashed upside the road. I lost control of the wheel and spun out of control.

The lights were blinking and the whole front of my car was damaged. "Bitch!" someone in the car shouted and sped off. My head was throbbing and my legs refused to move. I tried to grab for my phone, but it flew to the passenger side.

A woman ran to me and tried to see if I was alright. Another man called the police. Soon they got there and they rushed me to the hospital.

"Call my husband." I demamded.

"He's already here Mrs. Jackson." the nurse said. Michael dashed in and wiped tears from his eyes. "Thank god you are OK baby." he said holding my hand and kissing my forehead.

"Ne Ne.....where's Ne Ne?" I asked sluggishly

"Dont worry baby. She's with Gina and Rosie." he said. "Michael.....the person.....sped off. A woman....it was a woman driving.......so familiar." I said trying to communicate.

"Hush sweetpea. The police are taking care of it. You just lay and rest.." He said kissing me once more. He sat down in a chair nearby and I layed and kept thinking who was in that car. She looked so familiar. It wasnt Marketa, no not her.

It looked a lot like....

It can't be.

~To Be Continued~