Chapter 12

"See you on Wednesday Bells. Call me okay?"

"Okay. Thanks Sammi."

I get out of her car and walk to my front door.

As I'm fiddling with the keys, Michael opens the door.

"Hey babe," He says biting his lip.

I give him a weak smile and walk to my room. I'm tired of men hitting on me.

"You okay?" He asks, coming in and laying on my bed.

"Yes, fine."

I switch on my TV so that I can see the top headlines.

"Michael Jackson has been cited in San Diego." The anchor announces.

I look over at him and he rolls his eyes.

"Reports say that the King of Pop himself was seen on the campus of University of San Diego. What could he be doing there?"

"I don't know Mary, but he should be getting ready for his tour during starting this summer. Back to you."

Michael takes the remote control from my hand and turns off the TV.

"Why aren't you practicing for your tour?" I ask.

"Because I wanted a damn break. Is that too much to ask?!" He yells.

I shrink back.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know."

"Of course you didn't." He replies sharply.

"Okay, well if you want to be rude about it.."

I walk out of my room and into the kitchen, helping myself to a salami sandwich.

Michael comes out and sits next to me.

"I can tell something's wrong. What?"

"I told you I'm fine." I answer firmly.

"No, you're not." He gets closer to me, putting his hands on my hips.

I don't know why, but I start to cry.

"I knew something was wrong. Tell me."

"I.. this guy kissed me, and I didn't want to but--"

His face darkens.

"Who is it." He asks.

I knew if I told him, he would kill Jared. Literally.

"Its okay. You'll hurt him." I whisper.

"Fine, but if I ever find out, he's dead. You're mine."

I'm shocked when he says this.

"I'm not yours! I have a boyfriend."

"Yet you still let me touch you, you let me stay in your house, and you let me kiss you." He smirks.

I sniffle and wipe my tears away."

"I-- I don't let you kiss me.." I say.

"You sure?"

I start to nod but Michael slams his lips against mine.

I beat his chest and try to squirm to show him I put up a fight. He just picks me up and puts me on the counter, not breaking the kiss. He squeezes my thighs and my butt, adding tongue as I start to moan in the kiss. When he breaks away, I gasp for air and lean back on the counter.

"You mean like that?" He asks, biting his lip.

"I did fight back. But you-- uhh!"

I hop off of the counter and go into my room again.

I check my phone to see a text from Mark.

Bella, how are you? I have great news. I'm coming to visit and I'll finally be able to see you. Suprise!

Oh no. If he finds out about Michael, we're over. And Michael can't know either, because he'll tell Mark what we've been doing.

I hate keeping secrets.

"Who was that?" I notice Michael behind me.

"Nothing, no one, no one's coming over for a visit!" I say.

He gives me a weird look.

"Okayyy, anyways. What's for dinner babe?" He asks.

"Ha ha. I don't cook. Order takeout or something, I have a 20 page essay to write."

"A woman that doesn't cook? Wow, I didn't know they exsist."

"Well, I'm sorry I'm not what you want." I say, rolling my eyes.

"No no, you are. You're all I want and more. You'll see tonight.."

His eyes turn dark with lust and I gulp.

"Um, can you hurry up with the takeout? I'm hungry."

Never in my life did I think I'd be in a love triangle, especially with the king of pop.

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