You guys, this chapter isn't my best one. I've been having writers block, and it's kicking my ass. I need feedback. Tell me ideas that you have and maybe I'll put them into the next chapter. Vote, comment, and share. I don't expect you guys to enjoy this chapter. It was hard writing this so I know you won't looooove it like you normally would. Sooo here it is. Chapter 73. Only 12 chapters left until Book Two. Btw that's the pic of the book cover for the next book so be on the look out.

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"Hey Nick. Why are you in my house?" I nervously asked, walking slowly into the kitchen where he stood. His back was facing the living room, and I could see Janet slowly rise from the couch.

I averted my eyes back to Nick as he smiled at me, then hugged me.

"I missed you. I haven't seen you in a while, I just thought I'd drop by and maybe we could watch your favorite actor."

Janet was beginning to walk towards us, but I quickly shouted.

"No!" Nick looked at me crazily as we pulled back from the hug.

"What?"

"I mean, not no as in the answer to your question, but as in GO HIDE somewhere and DON'T COME OUT UNTIL I COME TO GET YOU." I looked over his shoulder at Janet when she frowned, but quickly caught on.

"Okay, I am confused here. What are you talking about?"

"You haven't seen it?"

"Seen what?"

"The movie."

"What movie? Could you be more specific."

"The movie about the. . . The movie about the?" I hadn't a clue of what I was talking about. I was just about as confused as he was.

Needless to say, I just gave up trying to come up with a title for a movie I didn't even know what it was about.

"Never mind. I have news to tell you. Let's take a seat in the living room." He frowned, but followed. I sat on the couch and faced toward him.

"What's wrong? Is everything okay?" He asked seeing the serious face I have.

"Nothing's wrong, I just need to let you in on a few things before you go ballistic."

"About what?"

"I'm trying to tell you. If you'd listen and stop asking questions."

"Alright. Go on."

"Well, two years ago--"

"Wait, what was that noise? Did you hear that?" He said, cutting me off. I knitted my brows together and touched his knee so that he could look at me.

"No, Nick would you listen to me?"

"Alright, alright, alright my bad go on with whatever you were saying."

"Okay, anyways as I was saying. Two years ago, I got fired from my job."

"As the waitress at my favorite restaurant?"

"Yes, that was also Bella's birthday. We went out to the mall and that's when I met her boyfriend, LaVelle Johnson."

"The choreographer?"

"Yes, long story short, she got me a deal to become a dancer for Michael Jackson. It was her way of paying me back for getting her this diamond necklace and bracelet for her birthday."

"Why Michael Jackson?"

"Why not? I mean he's the best entertainer in the world. He's just. . . Words doesn't even come as close to describing him."

"I don't like him. Not at all." I frowned as my heart sank.

"Why? Is it because of the tabloids?"

"Yes. I mean he's weird. He bleached his skin. He went from being an African American, to a White man. I mean if you don't call that weird, then I don't know what to tell you. Don't you know that he wears wigs? When his hair caught on fire on the sixth tape of the Pepsi commercial, he got second and third degree burn, making him secretly bald. Soo, he got his hairline permanently tattooed on his forehead. He sleeps in an oxygenated hyperbaric chamber to defy aging, and he's a wacko jacko."

"None of those things are true. Yes, in '84 he got burned. No, he did not change his skin color to become white. He has a fucking disease called vitiligo if you don't know what that means, let me simply state it for you. Vitiligo: Vitiligo (vit-ih-LIE-go) is a disease that causes the loss of skin color in blotches. The extent and rate of color loss from vitiligo is unpredictable. It can affect the skin on any part of your body. It may also affect hair, the inside of the mouth and even the eyes.
Normally, the color of hair, skin and eyes is determined by melanin. Vitiligo occurs when the cells that produce melanin die or stop functioning.
Vitiligo affects people of all skin types, but it may be more noticeable in people with darker skin, like Michael. The condition is not life-threatening or contagious. It can be stressful or make you feel bad about yourself, once again like it has done to Michael. Treatment for vitiligo may improve the appearance of the affected skin but does not cure the disease. So don't tell me he bleached his skin to become white when he was born with this disease. Joseph has it and his father. It got passed down to Michael and that's why he has it. My daughter might have it to!"

My face turned red, and my eyes are reddish brown now. All of those things hurt my heart and made me want to just scream. UGH!!

"Your daughter? When the hell did you have a daughter?"

"2, almost 3 months ago."

"By who? You've just been wild huh? Couldn't keep your legs closed until marriage? Being a little fast ass whore for these people Sofia!? I've been gone for 2 years and I come back to this bullshit? Let me guess you got a disease too?"

"First of all, you will not come into my house and talk to me like this. I've had sex with only two guys, not including the one that almost raped me. My daughter, Serenity, her father is a loving and caring man who wouldn't lay one finger on me. I'm sorry if I couldn't wait until marriage to have sex, I couldn't help myself. I'm so in love with him and was and still is. He has my heart like no other has. He's been there for me from the start, when my ribs were fractured and my ankle was broken. He was there, not no other man that cared for me. No one was there to comfort me when nana died. I barely made it through her funeral."

"Sofia, don't start crying."

"I can't. You're making me this way, talking about Michael the way you are and putting him on a low scale. Putting him down like he's a dog of some sort when he's really a human. He's a human Nick and he has feelings. It's people like you that make people like me, skin crawl. When you step foot into my home, you will never disrespect Michael in any way, shape, or form because believe it or not you will regret every word." He looked at me and just brushed off what I said, then asked

"Where's your daughter?"

I sniffled and headed up the stairs. I entered her room and looked in her crib.

"Why is she so small?" He asked. I looked at him and giggled.

"I told you, I just had her two, almost three months ago." There was a loud raucous coming from my room and Nick took notice of that.

"What was that?"

"I don't know." I spoke frowning.

Damn it, now I remember. I forgot about Michael and Janet.

Nick walked out of the room and went into mine. He looked under the bed, bathroom, curtains and lastly closet.

"Holy shit!" He turned to me with bucked eyes. "Why the fuck is this maniac here?"

"Aye, don't call him no manic. That's my brother, what's wrong with you boy?" Janet said entering the room with Serenity in her arms. I smacked my forehead and closed my eyes, shaking my head.

"Janet I thought I told you to hide and not come out until I get you."

"I couldn't stand it any longer. The things he was saying about Michael and how evil heartily he continued to call him names."

"Sofia, look at me. You better explain some shit to me right now, or I'm about to be mad as hell."

"I was trying to downstairs when you were being mean and saying all of those cynical things about Michael."

"Well I'm listening good and hard now. Get to explaining because in a mere of 3.5 seconds I'm about to go crazy in here."

"Oh my god, okay fine. I'll make this simple and easy. I'm a dancer, well was a dancer for Michael. Snickers is a singer for him. I had sex with him and got pregnant by him, then boom out popped Serenity. The end."

"This fucking dude is the father of her?"

"I am, if you have a problem with that then solve it with me other wise get out of this class and go take another corse." Michael spoke standing up to him.

"Don't even think about doing that Nick. I swear I'll never forgive you and I'll tell my daddy that you were the one to put a dent in his Royal Royce." I said, stopping Nick from doing something stupid to Michael. I knew he was going to do something by the quickness of his left eyebrow raising.

"Alright fine," in one quick movement, he had Michael against the wall. "But if you hurt my little cousin in any way, shape, or form your ass is mine" he roughed Michael up a bit and let him go.

"Nick, that was unnecessary. You didn't have to do that to him. Are you alright Michael?" I asked walking up to him.

"I'm fine. I've had worst done to me." I looked down from his eyes as I felt guilt beginning to pulsate through my veins.

"Janet, we still have business to take care of. I'll talk to Joseph for you." I spoke breaking the silence. She looked at me and smile big.

"Really? You'd do that for me?"

"Of course, I mean at least we can get all of this drama out, and deal with the madness."

"No. Janet will tell Joseph herself." Michael spoke up, ending the happy moment Janet had receive.

"Michael, I already said why I have to say. I will be talking to Joseph about this whole in ident and that's final."

"Sofia, why don't you ever listen to me. oh, that's right because you're the female in this relationship and whatever you say, goes."

"That's right. Now watch Serenity. I'll be back."

"Where are you going? Do you know how late it is?"

"Nope," I said popping the 'p'. "Nick obviously didn't. I'll be back in an hour the least. Keep an eye on her Michael. Janet you stay with him and make sure he's doing everything right." She giggled and said.

Alright. It's the least I can do anyway. This is going to make me laugh really good tonight. I can already see it: The Michael Jackson trying to take care of Serenity, a crying lunatic that only wants her mother's touch. This is going to be awesome."

I laughed and exited the house. I drove to Joseph and Katherine's house. When I enter, I, of course, am greeted by a tired looking Katherine.

"Hey dear. Is there something wrong?"

"No, there's nothing wrong. I'm just looking for Joseph. I kinda need to talk to him about something."

"Oh, he should be in his office."

"Alright. Thanks mamma kat. You should get some rest. I'll let myself out when I'm done here."

"Alright. Well goodnight love. Bring my babies by tomorrow. I want to spend time with them." I giggled.

"Yes ma'am" I headed towards the office. "Well here goes nothing."

When I walked in I found. . .