-Your POV-

I sat in my room taking a sigh of relive josh is out today. We have been together for 3 years..... I don't have to worry about him hurting me or forcing me into doing anything I don't want to do.

But josh came home early....drunk as usual he stumbles his way upstairs to our room *

"Hey Y/N where the hell are you !?" He yelled bursting into the room

"I...I thought you were going out " I choke out

He smirks while looking at me he grabs my arms roughly making me yell in pain

"Shut up!! He yelled in my face as I start to cry

With the strength i had I pushed him off me running as fast as I can out of the house crying. I couldn't take anymore of his abuse.

I kept running as fast as I could away from the house hearing josh yelling my name. I just kept running not looking where I was going. Until I blocked into someone

"I'm sorry " the guy spoke in such a gentle voice

When I looked up at him I was shocked to see Michael Jackson standing right in front of me!!

I could find the words to speak.....

(This is my story so far I don't think it's that good 😂 comment if you want me to continue )