This was so wrong..yet so right. I was with a whole another man but I found myself making out heavily with my ex-boyfriend.

Our messy kisses slowly because small, gentle pecks as I cup his face with my hands. Our foreheads rest against each other's as we gave ourselves a moment to breathe. Just to live in the moment of each other's embrace. Momentarily, his innocent, doe eyes stared up at me as I whisper, "I miss you so much." He whispers as his hands were on my thigh, "Me too." I love the way he looked at me with such passion.

I slowly slide off the kitchen counter, holding his hand in mine as we walk into the living room to see a stunned Paul looking at me. My hand immediately released Michael as his eyes moved from me to him.

"Why is he here."

I could sense the coldness and anger in his voice as he walks over to me, waiting for an answer. I open my mouth to answer but his hand did the answering for me as he slapped me in the face hard. The impact cause me to fall as Michael walks over to him and punches him in the face.

"Don't hit a woman, you idiot! Try hitting a man!"

Those two began to throw blows at each other as my hand was on my stinging cheek. I slowly got up and noticed my Nana breaking the two of them up. Michael got off of him and walked over to me, examining my face.

"Let me try to make it better."

He gently kisses it which caused me to giggle, "Thank you." Paul slowly stands up, growling at me. His face was swelling up from Michael's punches, "You stupid, worthless...pathetic slut. You cheating bitch. We all know you only want him for what he has in his pants." I hiss, "That's not true! Now get out my house, now!" He chuckles hastily as he slowly stands up and walks to the front door.

"Well, too bad you won't get your happily ever after with him."

He quickly turns around with a pistol cocked to Michael. My eyes widen as everything was moving so fast. It was like a slow motion film. My ears rang at the piercing sound of a gunshot as Michael pushed me out the way. My eyes closed tightly at the commotion. Eventually, everything was silent. I open my eyes to see Michael still standing there, holding me unharmed. His eyes widen and I turned around to see what he was looking at and gasped.

"Nana! Nana!"

I ran to her as tears roll down my cheek. Michael ran to the phone and called 911 as I was kneeling down with my grandma, cradling her body in my arms. My rock. My everything. Her thick, red blood flowed onto my lap as I sobbed while trying to perform CPR on her. I realize it wasn't helping. Nothing was. She was dead. Michael kneels beside me as I look at him,

"He killed her Michael..she's gone. She didn't deserve this. Why did he have to hurt her? Why?"

His arms wrapped around me as I cried as he mumbles, "She sacrificed herself for me." I look up at him as he rests his head on my shoulder, "She got in front of me, she took the bullet for me." He scoots over to her and kisses her forehead,

"I'm not going to let what he did to you go in vain."

I sniffle as he helps me stand up and looks at my outfit as it was stained in her blood. He pulls a handkerchief from his pocket, handing it to me as I chuckle weakly, wiping the blood from my hands, while looking at my watch. The paramedics run in the house, and I mumble,

"Time of Death: 20:34."

They lift her onto the gurney, pulling a white sheet on her body as I turn to Michael. I was numb, mostly in a state of shock. He was breathing slowly while looking at me before pulling me into his arms. I inhale the scent of expensively sexy cologne while resting my head on his chest.

"You know, this is all my fault."

I look up at him as he turns away, afraid to even look at me.

"I shouldn't had engage with you, Marina. Your grandma is dead because of me."

I cup his face with my hands, "You did not pull out a gun and kill my Nana, Michael. Look here, I know we are in this rough patch, but we will survive you hear me? We always do." He looks at me with uncertainty before sighing, "Let's get your changed up, okay? You can stay by me." He walks me upstairs as I grab a duffel bag and fill it with a bunch of clothes. Michael watches me intently as I start to take off my clothes and put on a black turtleneck with some jeans.

He grabs my duffel bag and takes me to his family home. I was greeted by Katie who hugged me tightly, "Hey are you okay?" I had a mellow expression on my face as I mumble, "I think I'm going to be fine. I'll go to the police station to file a report tomorrow." Michael sighs as his siblings started to ask me a bunch of questions as he swat them away, "Marina needs to be alone everyone. It was a rough night."

He grabs my hand and takes me upstairs to the guest bedroom, across from his room and sets the duffel bag on the bed. I stretch my arms out as he looks at me, "Do you need anything?" I shake my head as he gives me one more hug.

"If you need anything, and I mean anything at all, I'm across the hall okay?"

I nod as he kisses my cheek before leaving me in the room alone. I sat on the edge of the bed with my hands covered my face, replaying the scenes from last night in my mind.

She was really gone. Murdered in cold blood.

Eventually, I stood up and pulled out a 'Rolling Stones' vintage t-shirt with some pajamas shorts as I walk to the bathroom and turned on the shower.

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I enjoyed the warm water as it cascaded now my body like little crystals. My hands were still stained with my Nana's blood as the crystal clear water turned a watery pink. I sigh immensely as I slid my hand through my long, Brazilian waves.

I hated all of this. I hated people. Existence.

I turn the water off as I look down at my body at the water droplets that was like like veins, rolling down my smooth, caramel skin. The coolness of the house caused my nipples to harden as I grab a towel, wrapping it around myself. My last bit of family was gone from my life, and now, I was alone.

I out the clothes on and walks back to the guest bedroom and sighs. I didn't want to be alone tonight. I didn't want to feel this void in my heart that I feel right now. I wrapped the blanket on the bed around me before I walk to Michael's room and knocked on the door gently.

Nothing.

I knocked again, and momentarily, he opens the door, yawning tiredly, "What's wrong?" He had a sense of concern and drowsiness in his voice. He was wearing Mickey Mouse pajamas before yawning again. I look at him before whispering softly, trying not to giggle, "Can I sleep with you?" He frowns at me for a moment before moving out the doorway, allowing me to come in. I walk into his room as he moves his pillow and blanket to the floor.

"You can lay in the bed, I'll lay on the floor."

He was such a gentleman to give me the bed as I lay in the bed while he laid on the floor. He was already setting boundaries in our 'relationship' as my head rest against the pillow.

He was as clueless as I was about what we were. Girlfriend, boyfriend, best friend, friend.

As I was in a deep trance, he was in a deep slumber while snuggling with his blanket as I watched him sleep. I bite my lip as I got up from the bed and lay beside him on the floor. My head rested on his chest as he snores quietly. I giggled which caused him to wake up.

"You sound like a pig."

He flutters his eyes open, noticing I was on the floor with him, "Why aren't you in the bed?" I look at him, "I don't want to be alone in there." He grins, "So I guess you wanted to be on the floor with Mr. Piggy?" I laugh as his fingers combed through my hair.

"C'mere girl."

I scoot closer to him as his arms wrapped around me while we cuddled, "Thank you." He looks down at me while humming, "No need to thank me. Get some rest."

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Decided to give you guys a longer chapter :)
I can't believe this is my last week of senior year and high school in general. Can't wait for my freedom. Thank you all the readers who got this story into the Top 10 #michaeljackson list!
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-R 🪐