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Tatiana's POV

"This is my bet to you....." Michael hisses. "If you lose, you will have to tell everyone the truth on you running around."

I try not to flinch, and I stare back at him; trying to find any trace of the Michael I use to know. How could he change?

"Michael! This is going too far!” Quincy shouts. I shake my head.

“Fine. It’s a deal.” I say. Michael’s lips curl in a smirk, which I could slap off.

“Also, you have to quit your “new career”.”  He says crossing his arms in satisfaction. 

“Fine.” I say my voice turning raspy. “This is my bet to you….”

He nods and leans against the wall. “I’m listening.”

I look at him straight in the eye. “If you lose, at 2:30 tonight………” I pause, as Michael and Quincy looks at me waiting for me to continue. “At 2:30 I ask that you hold me one more time, and kiss me…..” I say.

As soon as I say this, Michael almost jumped out of his seat in protest, and he sat back down slowly.

“Fine.” he says, “It’s a deal…”

Michael’s POV

As Tatiana walks out, Quincy tells me to sit down.

“Michael, what has gotten into you?” he says. “Everything about you has changed……”

“No, Quincy. Can you not see she is deceiving and conniving? She isn’t who you think she is….” I say.

“No, Michael. She isn’t who you think she is. You’re blinded by anger, that shouldn’t even be there. You let people get in the way—“

“Quincy, no. I’m done with her.” I say getting up. “And I’m not changing my mind about it either.”

I walk out and go back to join everyone else. As I walk in the room everyone turns around to look; but yet my eyes only see Tatiana. Suddenly the thought of her bet, brings terror in me. What if I lose and I have to kiss her? What if I give in to her? What if I fall in love with her? Again?

“Are you ready?” she asks calmly. I nod and pick up the pool stick, taking off my jacket and handing it to Rachel.

Paul’s POV

They have been playing for 45 minutes, and the tense feeling in the room hasn’t left. The game is so close, and you can tell they don’t want to lose. They haven’t said what the bet would be; but…….whatever it is everyone knows it’s harsh.

I look at Tatiana and can tell she is worried, and she looks exhausted emotionally. She hasn’t said one word when she walked out after negotiating a bet with Michael. 

“Tatiana, you’re up….” Michael says calmly. I look at the pool table. If Tatiana makes this shot, then she wins. If not…her fate is in Michael’s hands. Literately.

Tatiana walks up to the pool table and looks up at me and Michael.  She takes a breathe and leans down, as we watch as she flicks the pool stick it hitting the ball. God, please let her win……….

Tatiana’s POV

“NO!” everyone yells. I feel my heart crumble, and break on the floor.

“Okay, Tatiana!” Michael says throwing the pool stick on the table. “You know our agreement!” he says sitting back with the widest smile.

“Michael, don’t do this….” Quincy says his voice in a warning tone. “You’re going to have so much regret…….”

“You heard the deal, Quincy!” Michael says. “Come on Tatiana, spill it! Tell them what you’ve been doing!”

I try to open my mouth, but I can’t say anything; it hurts too much too.

“Oh you can’t say anything?!” he says angrily; his soft voice raising. “Why don’t you tell everyone the truth, Tatiana? Tell them about you running around!” he says. Everyone in the room goes silent.

“That’s enough, Michael.” Paul says his voice going hoarse.

“No, it isn’t! Tell them about all the guys you were sleeping with Tatiana!” Michael says. Rachel sits in her chair her red lips curling up in a smile.  I feel everyone’s eyes watch me, and I look around feeling tears build up in my eyes. I run upstairs and run out the door.

Rachel’s POV

After that incident with Tatiana and the pool game; we all decided to leave. Michael and I get in the car, and I look at him.

“So are we going to Will’s house for another party or—“

“Neverland. Please” Michael tells the driver. I look at him in confusion.

As we get to Neverland , Michael walk inside taking my hand. He takes me up stairs and closes his bedroom door locking it. And just like that he leans in and kisses me harshly, urgently. He breaks away to kiss down my neck, removing my coat in the process and letting it drop to the floor.

But when I reach for his shirt, he swats my hands away, breaks away from my and pushes me down on the bed.

I prop myself up on my elbows, watching him take his shirt off.

“Aggressive,” I observe, my eyes roaming around his bare chest and abs. “I like that.” I bite my lip.

Michael smirks, crawling on top of me.

Michael’s POV

The next morning, I step out the shower and get changed, leaving Rachel sound asleep in bed. After spraying cologne I step out of my bathroom and heads over to my desk, tearing out a small piece of paper from my notebook and scribbling on it.

Had to leave for another tour meeting before we head off to the airport. Make yourself at home.

-Michael

I didn’t know what else to write, so I left the note on the empty space next to her naked body, covered by the white sheets. Her hair was sprawled out all over the place.

As I left the bedroom, I prayed by the time I got back she would be gone. Last night was a blur, as if I had been drinking—but I didn’t. I got drunk off of Tatiana’s presence. Her performance left me…….

And being with Rachel was all wrong.

Her kisses were too wet, sloppy. Her moans were too dry and raspy. It was the most miserable experience of my life.

Why did I do that? To cover up the fact that Tatiana had him squirming in his seat, during her performance? Try to give her so much of my misery? Make her quit her job, and humiliate her in front of everyone? Lying and pretending that he’s a heartless human being just to cover up that he’s hurt.

But me being hurt because I’m brainwashed? Don’t make me laugh.

I almost feel disloyal to Tatiana for some reason.

But then the voice in my head says, “We’re not together anymore! It’s been almost two months now! Why does it matter? I’ll do what I want. And she was disloyal to me. So why be loyal to her?”

That’s a good point conscience. Very good point.

I walk out to the car, and look at the bedroom window again, before getting in; and slamming it shut.

Tatiana’s POV

After the Grammy’s and everything that happened; I have separated myself from everyone for a while.

No recording, no singing, no concerts, no acting, no photo or video shoots, I haven’t even talked to Paul; who has been calling every day since.

I can get away from those things, but I can’t get away from Michael.

I can’t get him off of my mind and it’s driving me insane.

I try to shrug it off once more, stepping out of my bath to get ready for another day. Maybe I can just get lost in the city for the hell of it, without security. Maybe I can just go shopping, or something and Michael will disappear from my mind….

 If that’s possible.

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I know, I know……

Michael slept with Rachel………(shudders) Will Tatiana find out? Will she quit her career? What’s going to happen next? We will find out soon!

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