You scrolled through the trending story about the new "Mockumentary" about Michael. He was alive, hidden away from the world. He thought maybe he could stay out of the public eye and avoid rumors for a while. But he was dead wrong. Although these days he was less stressed out. But after the release of this, his heart was broken. Broken because of the lies Wade and James spread. All for their own personal gains. You read a few articles to him the night before, and he laid there and listened. After a few about the standing ovations and the Q&A, he told you to stop. He couldn't listen to it anymore. You seen the hurt in his eyes from these details alone, you couldn't imagine what he'd do if he found out about what was actually said in the 4 hours, and a few details were released. From a wedding, to phone calls, to love notes. You knew you had to tell him some time, but you dreaded it. You never wanted to see him cry, despite many many people being on his side. To make accusations again, it but him deeply, especially when he thought that these were people he could trust with anything. He knew he had a huge issue with trust, ever since the first case. Even with you, he took a while to finally release himself to you. He came out of bed, he sat next to you. You kissed his cheek and kept reading, you didn't think their stories could get any more ridiculous.

"I want to know more," he mumbled into your shoulder.

"Are you sure?" you looked at him.

"Don't stop this time, read," he put his hand on your shoulder.

"There's so many things Michael. So many ugly, dirty, evil things being said about you. According to these, James claimed to have a fake wedding with you. Ring and all. A down low ceremony, Both claim rape. Wade says it happened every time you guys were together," you sighed, and just came out with more details, "Masturbation, fondling, oral sex are a part of their claims. Even practicing to get their clothes on as fast as possible when someone was coming. They said you'd replace them every year. Their excuses are that you told them to never say anything because it would ruin your career and theirs. After they had a few breakdowns they came out with their claims against you. But Wade claims you made him into a 'Master of Deception' from roleplay over the telephone."

You then noticed how strangely quiet Michael was as you read off of your phone, putting it in your own words. You looked over and seen him covering his ears. His eyes were shut tight, hot tears streaming down his face. You put your hand on his.

"Michael?"

His eyes opened, "How am I supposed to take this? Why am I their target when all I ever did was help them?! I taught them things I gave them things..I gave Wade my Bad gloves! Did he get so broke he sold those? He defended me, my legacy, my image for essentially his whole life and now he wants to come out with accusations since he's low on cash because he can't get a decent fucking job?! Master of Deception, deception of his obvious lies. This whole wedding ceremony is so far fetched! Do people actually believe him? Why? Where is the proof, where's the ring? Where's any court evidence to support either of their claims? Y/N how many times do I need to be proven innocent? How many times do I need to be strip searched? My whole property searched for any evidence? I did nothing to these children. I could never dream of taking advantage of their innocence! Something I never got the chance to enjoy! That's all I wanted to give them! To teach them to be successful and keep their head on, and keep their innocence. How many times do I have to go through hell for their own personal gain?!" he started crying, breaking down more and more.

You held him tightly in your arms, "You have to remember, your fans are always there to defend you, debunking the public with facts and evidence, something that Wade and James don't have. Your love was always pure. Millions love you, their views will never change because they know the truth. That truth is that they're broke, and they want to take advantage of your influence and turn it into something ugly, something that pays them, to fool other actual victims of child sexual abuse. None of this is on you, everyone knows what your intentions were. No one is touching you, never again. Your fans are spreading the word of all the good things you've done for children all over the world. You're innocent. You always were, and you'll always be."

That night, Michael could barely sleep. He was so stressed, but you hugged him close. Close enough to calm him down throughout the rest of the night.