Trigger Warning:Abuse and Rape

Sorry for being so late. I was really busy. Now let the story continue.

"Yes, and you're Mike right?"

"Uh-huh. So you know how this happened or those?" Mike replied pointing at Susan's bruises that became visible after the nurse cleaned the blood from her hair and face.

"No, I don't know how this happened I can't believe this is happening. We were so happy and now this. God, I hope she will be alright."

"Yeah, well can you tell her to give me a call when she wakes up. Thanks."

Mike knew something was up but he was gonna wait to ask Susan. Mike felt so bad leaving Susan in a room with Jackson but there is no way he will let him get away with this.

Five Hours Later Susan is Awake

(Susan's POV just in case you didn't realize)

God, I just wanna forget all this. Jackson, Mike, Katherine, and of course me. I just wanna leave not wake up from this. But I don't get a choice, I have to wake up in the morning and look at this crap I call life.

"Hello, honey. How are you doing?" asked Jackson like nothing ever happened, at the same time he sounded sincere.

"Been better. How long have I been out?"

"About five maybe six hours. Honey, I am so sorry I didn't mean it. God, I am so stupid!"

"Jackson, I think you need to leave." my voice was trembling. I wouldn't be surprised if my voice was inaudible.

"No, never, honey you need me here plus I don't trust Mike around you"

"Mike? What about Mike, was he here?"

"He was here. And why do you care?" Jackson said obviously getting irritated.

"Jackson just leave. I am gonna call some of my friends"

"I said I am sorry. And if I leave Mike will be here. I can't handle you leaving me."

"Jackson leave now. And so what if Mike is here this, us is over. You can't control yourself see all these bruises they are from you. Whether you want to admit it or not you are abusive so leave me the hell alone." Shit I really shouldn't have said god I am so stupid. You know what it needed to be said. Hell if I care what he does to me can't be worse than what he has already done. Right?

"How the hell can you say those things? I love you. And I am gonna show how much right now"

"No, no, please I don't want this please. Jackson!" I take it back it can be worse that it already was.

He started pulling down the sheet. I started hitting him and he grabbed my arms. So I was about to shout and he let go of my arms and put his hand over my mouth. He pulled up my gown and I started punching, kicking, anything but nothing would have prepared me for what was about to happen. He just thrust in with all the force he could. So I just sat there and cried while he violated me. When he was done he just said he was gonna go home and sleep. So I just lied there wishing for death to come. Soaked in my own tears I tried to will myself to sleep. But I just couldn't so I just cried. A few minutes later I heard the door open so I quickly shut my eyes hoping whoever it was would think I was asleep. I heard large footsteps come toward me. I started shaking I couldn't stop. I felt a hand on my upper thigh. Then I felt the hand move the sheet. I just pray that it won't happen again. It moves my gown up and the hand stops right before it uncovers my breasts. The hand caresses the bruise on my stomach. It feels gentle that is not Jackson. It is….. it's Mike. What the hell is he doing? My eyes slowly open trying to make it look like I was actually asleep.

"Mike? What are you doing?" I say trying to sound sleepy. He quickly pulls down my gown and pulls up the sheet.

"Sorry, umm, I was just *sighs* never mind. Just answer me this, how are you?"

"I am fine. And so are you nothing you haven't seen before right."

"Susan you are not fine, the moment I walked in here you cheeks were wet with tears, you shook when I touched you. God, Susan you are covered in bruises! Our son was on my doorstep in the middle of the night covered in your blood! So don't you dare say that you are fine!" I start crying I just can't stop.

"I am sorry okay. Sorry that I am clumsy. The bruise on my stomach is from when I ran into a counter. The bruise on my face is from when I tripped down the stairs. I slipped and hit my head in my nightstand. Now get the hell out!"

"Susan, explain the bruises on your wrists and shoulders. How about the fact that MJ was awoken from yelling and a door slamming. Jackson did this didn't he?"

"Get the hell out, I love Jackson and I stopped loving you a long time ago now get the hell out! Just go okay?" I just want him gone. I love him. I just don't want him to love me I mean who could. I was violated guys don't like that. I don't want him or anybody to feel bad for me.

"Susan, you don't mean that. You are just mad."

"Get out."

"I won't leave, I don't trust Jackson around you." Those words made my spine freeze. Jackson practically said the same thing before…. before the thing.

"Get the f-" he put his hand over my mouth. It felt like a serrated knife cutting into my lips. I started crying and shouting under his hand. It felt like Jackson's hand. I dragged his hand off my mouth and backed away from him. I knew it was Mike I just couldn't stop seeing Jackson. I thought it wouldn't affect me but I don't know I am just still shook up, I guess.

"Susan hey it's me calm down. I will leave, okay? It is gonna be fine. Bye Susan, I hope you feel better."

The moment he left I wanted to die. I just wanted to disappear. I got out of the bed I felt really dizzy so i grabbed onto the counter and walked into the bathroom. Lynette must've dropped off clothe. I saw the rope on the robe and grabbed it without thinking. I made a noose and looped it around the ceiling lamp. I hopped on the sink put it around my neck and jumped off the sink. Then I blacked out. When I woke up again I was in Mike's arms. He was screaming for help. I opened my eyes and looked at him tears streaming down my face because I just realized what I had done. Next thing I knew I was back in a hospital bed in restraints. I started struggling like crazy.

"Susan, Susan calm down I am here. Everything is gonna be okay."

"Mike, please get me out of these please. They are hurting my wrists."

"Susan, I can't do that we can't run the risk of you hurting yourself again."

"Mike, you know what how about you leave for awhile and bring MJ back with you. Oh and while you're at it you are free to go shack up with my ex-best friend."

"I won't let MJ see you like this. But just so you know I didn't start sleeping with Katherine to hurt you I did it because I love her."

Those words hurt more than anything Jackson has ever done to me. I always thought he loved Katherine he wasn't the kind of guy to just be in it for sex. I was right about the sex part but I guess I should be happy he doesn't love me…..