I slowly walked into the living room were Michael and Janet were talking about his upcoming tour. I just sat down and listened to them talk. I was to deep in thought to say anything.

"I'm so happy for you, Mike. You made all your dreams come true. Thriller is the biggest selling album in music HIStory and it's still growing today."
"Well we did work day and night none stop." he said giggling.
"So where is the first leg of your tour going to be?"
"I'm thinking about starting in Tokyo and end in America.. I'm still thinking about it."
"Is Bubbles going?"
"Of course he's going. He might get lonely here and he makes good company for me."
"You know everyone at home is happy for you.."
"Even Jospeh?"
"Yeah."
"Ooohh."
"Well I think I should get going Applehead."
"Awww really but you just got here!"
"I know and next time I promise I'll stay longer.."
"Can you stay for breakfast?"
"I'm afraid that I can't and if I don't get going now, I'm going to be late for my photoshoot and I really don't want to reschedule."
"Okay."

Michael hugged Janet and she was on her way. Michael waved his hands infront of my face.

"Hello? Is anyone home? You're boyfriend is about to go swimming naked."

I hopped up and ran outside to the pool and Michael was nowhere to be seen. I crossed my arms and scanned the area. Again, he was nowhere to be seen. That's when I heard laughter coming from inside the house. I pouted and walked back inside of the house. That's when I saw Michael on the floor laughing. I put my hands on my hips and glared at him. He bit his lip and looked at me.

"Where is my boyfriend? He is suppose to be outside in the pool naked."
"Did you actually go in the pool to see if he's at the bottom?"
"Leave me alone."
"You are so gullible."

I crossed my arms over my chest and looked down. He came over to me and wrapped his arms around me. I don't care how sexy he is, I'm mad at him. I felt his warm lips were pressed against my cheek. I'm not going to fall for it.. I'm not going to fall for it. Slowly he began to kiss my neck. No matter how good it felt, I couldn't give in to him. He gently bit down on my neck and a soft moan xscaped my lips. I hope he didn't hear that.

"That felt good, didn't it?" he whispered.
"No it didn't." I said pushing him away.
"You moaned."
"So?"
"So you admit that you moaned?"
"I'm still mad at you.."
"Why?"
"I really wanted to see my boyfriend naked and wet."
He giggled. "That's sounded wrong on so many levels."
I playfully rolled my eyes. "Whatever Applehead."

He gave me a quick kiss on the lips as his chiefs brung in breakfast.

"I promise I'll make it up to you later."
I looked into his brown whirlpools of chocolate. "You promise?"
"I promise."

I hugged him. I sat down and he put in Peter Pan. He hopped down beside me and we ate. About halfway during the movie, the phone rung.

"I got it baby." I said kissing him on the cheek.
"Okay."

I quickly went to answer the phone.

"Hello?"
"Can I speak to Michael?"
"He's not here."
"Bitch, let me speak to Michael."
"Hold on, did you just call me a bitch?"
"Yeah and I'll call you another one, bitch."
"LISTEN HERE, YOU DON'T CALL MY HOUSE DISRESPECTING ME LIKE THAT!"
"Who the fuck you yelling at?"
"I'm yelling at you, you was the one calling me a bitch."
"Listen here you don't know me and I don't know you, so therefore you shouldn't talk to me like that before I slap you."
"You must really want me to come through this phone and open a can of whoop-ass on you, don't you?!"
"Whatever hoe, tell Michael I'll see him later."

She hung up and I stared at the phone. What did she mean by that that? I heard footsteps.. I'm praying that that wasn't Michael because I'm highly pissed right now and when I get pissed, you might want to stay away from me, if you didn't want your feelings hurt.

"Baby who was that?"

I didn't say anything.. I hung up the phone.

"Next time, when one of your hoes call her asking for you, could you tell them not to disrespect me."
"What are you talking about?"
"Michael you know damn well what I'm talking about."
"No I don't."

Hot tears started streaming down my face. I didn't want to think abut the fact that there was a possibility that Michael was cheating on me. I couldn't bare the thought of it. He tried to comfort me but I pushed him out the way and ran to his dance studio. Not knowing that, that phone call was only just the beginning.