It was a cold night in California around 10pm and you were driving to your boyfriend's house, Neverland. Yes, Michael Jackson was your boyfriend. You've been together for 3 months now, head over heels in love.

Usually, you won't go there during this time of the night (and without planning it first) but he would send his people to come pick you up after classes and you would spend time together, eat dinner, have fun and then, you'd spend the night with him. In the morning, after breakfast, his people would take him to the studio and you - to college.

This night was different. You called him around 9pm and asked him if you could go there now. He, of course, didn't mind but got concerned since you told him earlier, you couldn't come today because of your exam tomorrow - you had to study hard. You assured him everything was fine and this was the very first time you lied to him...

You finally got there. The security opened the big gates of Neverland to let you in. You stopped the car, got out, took your things and gave the key to the bodyguard to park it. Michael was already there, waiting for you. You immediately run to him after you saw him there. You jumped in his arms and wrapped your legs around his waist and your hands around his neck. He was holding you really tight. He carried you in to the house. You went in to his bedroom and he gently placed you on the bed. The room was dark. Only the night lamp was on.

He then sat next to you

"Baby, are you sure everything's ok?"
"Yes, Michael, it is.. I just wanted to see you!" you were not good at lying at all and he noticed that. He knew you even better than your own self.
"Out of the blue?"
"Yes, why not? No, baby, I'm tired can we go to bed, please?" as you were talking to him, you were trying to hide your left cheek.
"Why are you turning your head to the side?" he noticed.
"I'm not!"
"Yes, you are! Tell me is there something wrong?" he took your shoulders and insisted to know.
"No, Michael, no! Why won't you believe me! I wanna take a shower now..." you changed the topic "You can go to bed you don't need to wait for me, you must be tired" you said that and immediately stood up and headed for the bathroom.
"Ok, baby." you saw him lay on the bed and, calm that he wasn't gonna bother you (because you usually take showers together), went to take a shower.

You took a nice cold shower, got out, and started to dress in your pajamas. Then you heard him come in. You tried to hide your body but it was impossible to do so 'cause you were completely naked. As he saw your body, he placed his hands on his mouth in amazement and felt on his knees.

"WHAT THE??!!" you didn't know what to say. There were cuts from glass all over your body, mostly on your right arm. "WHAT HAPPENED? ARE YOU OK?" he started freaking out.
"Yes, baby, I am!"
"BUT BUT WHAT...?!" he was simply speechless.. he couldn't believe his eyes. "WHO DID THIS TO YOU?"
"No one! Baby I fell down and"
"YOU FELL DOWN?"
"Yes I tripped all over myself and.. and fell down on the glass wall at home and cut myself a little but it's ok!" you went over to him, grabbed his hands and helped him up. He didn't look ok at all "Don't worry please, I'm completely fine!"
"How did you FELL ON A WALL? Are you telling me the truth?"
"Yes, baby, I am trust me, why would I lie?" you did your best to conceal your lies.
"And why is your cheek red?" he placed his hand on your cheek and gently caressed it.
"It's a rush some allergy I guess... But I already applied lotion so it's gonna be fine by tomorrow!"
"We need to clean those cuts!" he said as he turned your body to examine it. "Wait here!" after a few minutes he came back with bandages and stuff like that to clean your wounds. He laid you down on the bed and while taking care of you

"It might hurt a little!" you closed your eyes and got ready for the pain. "YN?"
"Yes, Mike?"
"Is there something you're not telling me?"
"Baby NOOO, I told you I tripped.. I'm so stressed out from all those exams and sometimes I'm not even paying attention to where I'm going.." it seems he finally believed you.
"Ok, I believe you but please be more careful next time!"
"I promise baby!"

Michael's POV

I don't believe her AT ALL! Something isn't right here! She can't just trip over and hit a wall like this and what's with that rush on her face? Looks more like someone hit her... But she won't tell me anything. Moreover, she's been acting strange lately... I'm sure there's something going on! I asked her 100 times but she won't tell me! I guess I'll have to keep an eye on her from now on. I just hope she's not in some kind of trouble and not telling me... I thought we were like family and I thought she tells me everything like I do! Whatever the problems is, I'm gonna get down to the bottom of this even if she doesn't want me to. For now I'm just gonna play a fool and pretend everything's alright.

I finished cleaning the wounds, laid down next to her and kissed her goodnight. She fell asleep in my arms like a little baby.

Your POV

Earlier the same day...

"SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LISTEN TO ME REALLY WELL!" your father yelled. You and your mom have been living with him for 4 months. He disappeared when you were a little girl, then, 4 months ago, came out of the nothing, and said he's sorry and he loves you and wants to make it up. You and your mom accepted him. You loved him, he was your dad! And to be honest.. since you never had one, you wanted to see what it felt like to have a dad. "I DON'T WANT YOU TO SEE HIM, DO YOU UNDERSTAND?". "But, dad, WHY??WHY??".
"HE'S NOT A MAN FOR YOU! AND YOU'RE BARELY 20 DAMMIT! HOW OLD IS HE? TWICE AS YOU?"
"DAD!! He's only 30!"
"Only 30? DO YOU KNOW WHAT 30 YEARED OLD MEN WANT FROM 20 YEARED OLD GIRLS?" you just sighed you could take it no more and he was only yelling at you.
"Your father is right, YN!" your mom jumped in. She was supporting him and you couldn't believe it!
"MOM! Why are you on his side?"
"'Cause I'm right, THAT'S WHY! You know nothing about life little girl!" you got angry. They were treating you like you were 10 .
"Well, HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW WHEN YOU WERE NEVER THERE TO TEACH ME?! AND HOW DARE YOU TELL ME WHAT TO DO YOU WHEN YOU WERE GONE ALL MY LIFE? NOW YOU JUST COME HERE AND TRY TO CONTROL ME? WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?" he was staying still, listening to you "I'LL DO WHAT I WANT AND I WANT TO BE WITH HIM YOU WON'T STOP ME!" next thing you know, your left cheek is burning, and you felt strong hit from glass breaking on your body. He slapped you and then pushed you so hard that you went through the glass wall, causing it to break in little pieces, some of which, stuck in your skin.

"Watch you mouth little girl!" he pointed at you. You just couldn't believe it! He slapped you and pushed you! You were trembling from fear!

You got yourself together, got up and without saying a word went to your bedroom, took a bag with your things, called Michael

"Hi, sweetheart, what's up?" his sweet voice came through the phone.
"Baby, I'm calling 'cause I wanna ask you... can I come now?" you tried to sound as calm as possible.
"Yes of course! But why all of a sudden, is everything alright?"
"Yeah, baby I just wanna see you so bad!"

You quickly ended the conversation and headed for the front door.

"Babygirl, I'm sorry I didn't mean to... do that!" your dad begged you.
"No, dad, leave me ALONE!" you were angry. He saw the bag.
"Where are you going at this time of the night? Are you going to him?" you couldn't believe it! After all he did, he still talked about Michael.
"No, I'm going to YFN! I can't stay here just let me go!" Your parents couldn't stop you and they knew YFN well. She's been your best pal for many years... You were lying but you decided it was better not to tell the truth. The only thing you wanted now is to get out of this house. Crying, you got in to your car and drove off.

Michael's POV

Later the same day at Neverland in Michael's bedroom

I leaned over to check if she was asleep "Baby?" no answer. She was sleeping. I very gently got out of the bed not to wake her up, took my phone and went to the balcony. I closed the door behind me.

Smith: "This is detective Smith, how can I help you?"
Michael: "Hi, detective Smith. It's Michael Jackson. I'm sorry I'm calling this late but this is an emergency..."
Smith: "No problem Mr. Jackson. What can I do for you?"
Michael: "Can I come tomorrow to your office because this is not for the phone...?"
Smith: "Yes of course. How about 11am?"
Michael: "Perfect! See you tomorrow!"