"You have got to be kidding me." I spoke, closing the door as I walked all the way into Joseph's office.

"Mother, what are you doing in here?" Mother was sitting extremely too close to Joseph and they looked up at me.

"Sofia, baby, what are you doing here?"

"Momma I came to talk with Joseph about something important. Why are you here? Does Katherine know you're here?"

"Yes, she knows I'm here. Why I'm here is none of your business. I'm a grown woman little girl. You better watch who you're talking to. Got that?"

"Mother I wasn't trying to come off as rude or disrespectful, I just find it odd that you are here in the middle of the night having a 'chat' or whatever this is with Joseph." She got up and I finally got a look at what she had on.

This was not acceptable. What she has on is inappropriate for a 'chat' with Joseph.

"Mother what do you have on?" She looked down and started to giggle. She stumbled over towards me and I caught her just before she fell.

She's definitely drunk.

"Joseph what did you give her? What did you do to her?" I frowned as I struggled to keep my mom up.

"I didn't give her anything. We just had a few glasses of wine. That's all. What did you want to talk about." He spoke as I finally placed her in a chair.

"I'll talk to you tomorrow. Stay away from my mother." I spoke as my mom started to throw up on the floor. "Great. Just fucking great. How much wine did she have?"

"Three bottles." My eyes grew twice it's size and I walked up to Joseph hitting him upside his head.

"What the fuck? Are you crazy!? You know what, I have had it. I'm tired of this. I came here to talk about Janet. I'm just going to tell you now. Janet is not pregnant. She did that to save face for myself and Michael. Our business will stay between us. Janet has done nothing wrong. Her life is great. She's doing great with her music, it's the only reason Michael stopped being in the light, only to let her shine. I'm leaving now, and so is my mother." I struggled once again to carry my mother out of the office and to the door.

"Misses Katherine, Michael and I will be here tomorrow. I'm going home now. Good night." I spoke to Katherine as I exited the house with my mother.

I put her in the car and strapped her seatbelt.

Breathing heavy as I enter my side of the car, I buckle myself in and drive to my parents home.

Once there, I run to the door and knock on it. Daddy opened the door and I rushed him to the car.

"Daddy, mother is a mess. Did you know she left the house and went to Michael's parents home? And look at what she has on. This is ridiculous."

He sighed and shook his head.

"I'm sorry daddy. I'll help you with her. Do you want me to stay the night?"

"No that's alright. I got it. You go on home and get some rest."

"Okay daddy. Love you." I kissed him on the cheek as he took her out of the car and began to walk toward the house.

I watched as she tripped over her on feet and walked, with his help, up the porch steps.

When he got to the door and entered it, I pulled off and headed home.

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I walked into the house and checked on Serenity. She was peacefully sleeping. I also checked on Janet and Nick. They were asleep as well.

After making sure everything was secured and all of the windows and doors were closed and locked, I finally made it to my bedroom.

I am dog tired.

I closed and locked the door once I get in and headed to the bathroom.

I used it and after I was done with that I washed my hands.

I got into bed after literally taking all of my clothes off.

"Babe, where are your clothes?" Michael asked as he turned his body around and cuddled me.

My back against his front.

"On the floor right here." I spoke tiredly and helplessly.

"Why aren't they on your body babe?" He asked kissing my neck.

"Because I want to sleep naked. I want to feel free. I solved our problems . . . Well, some of them."

"You talked to Joseph?"

I sighed, rolling my eyes. "Yeah, I did. My mother was there practically naked and she was stupid drunk. Joseph let her drink three bottles of wine all by herself."

He sat up and turned my body around, so that I was now looking into his eyes.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes. I mean it was so embarrassing. And the way my daddy looked at her when I dropped her off to the house was devastating. It's like he felt sorry about something. I don't know what, but I know they need to figure something out because I am not about to make this a habit or duty."

"Baby, don't stress yourself over this. I'm sure everything is fine. Do you want me to give you a massage?"

He took those last words right out of my mouth. I couldn't have asked in any other better way.

"Yes please. Thank you Michael."

"You are very much welcomed. Turn on your stomach."

I did just that and turned on my stomach. He put his legs on either side of my thighs and sat on his knees.

I closed my eyes as he began to work his magic.

God I love those BIG hands of his. They are so perfect.

I mean, nothing's perfect, but his hands are just. . . they are just so well trained for my muscles and body. It's like he knows my every tight muscle or tensed muscles that needs to be loosened or relaxed.

They are just great for my body just about right now.

"Thank you baby. I really needed this."

"It's not a problem. But I have bad news. I know now might not be a good time to tell you this, but I have to eventually."

"What's wrong?"

"I'm leaving you." I giggled and then said.

"Yeah right. That was a good one baby."

"No, I'm being serious."

"Michael, baby listen to me." I paused for a minute and frowned. I don't quite know what to say. I forgot.

Odd.

"Sofia, I'm serious. I know we just got back together today, but I've realized that I don't want this. I want something fresh, something different."

"Really? Michael what did I do? I'm giving you a chance to be with me. We're suppose to be a team. What happened to Never Give Up? You told me to never give up but you're giving up?"

"Baby," he giggled and got up. "I'm just joking." I sat up and rubbed my sleepy eyes.

"No, I remember when we first started to date. And we were playing hide-N-seek. I ate your butter pecan ice cream while you were putting in one of Elizabeth Taylor's movies."

He chuckled and said "I remember that. That had been the day I confessed my love for you while you were hiding in the closet."

I caressed his cheek then kissed his lips.

"So you remember that far back?"

"I do. It was only two years ago."

"So you think you can answer any question from our two years of being together including speaking some spanish?"

"The questions, 100% yes, speaking spanish? Uhh I don't know. I'll try though."

"Alright. Where do you want to start?"

"Any place. I'll get the right answer regardless of where you start."

"Cocky much?"

"Very" I giggled and started.

"Alright. April 30, 1986 what happened that day?"

"You turned 24 years old, I made you breakfast in bed, I remember that day for sure."

"How so?"

"It was the day, for the first time, that I made love to you for 24 hours. I planned to make it special because you had turned 24. I made you feel like the queen of it all because baby, in my eyes, you are and were."

"Okay. Nice start. I like that."

"Next?"

"Hmm," I tapped my lips. How about I say something in spanish. I love his reaction every time I speak a different language he doesn't know. It's priceless.

"¿no sabes que estoy embarazada de nuevo?"

"Huh?" I giggled and spoke again, but slowly.

"¿no sabes que estoy embarazada de nuevo? Sí o no?"

"Umm, okay I've been around you a lot. I at least know some words out of that question."

"Try it."

"Okay, umm. You said something like: no. . .again. . .you, and I'm. That's all I could make out."

"Okay, try this I'll use key things. Meanings and some sort though. I'll tell you when to put in the words you do know. Okay?

"Okay."

"Okay let's see. What's another word for no?"

"Uhh. . . Yes?"

"No Michael. Not the opposite of no, another word for no, that can be used."

"Uhh, how about don't?"

"Yes, okay now put you after don't."

"Okay, don't you."

"Now, what key word is in the word 'knowledge'?"

"Know."

"Correct, now put that into the question."

"Okay: don't you know. . . ?"

"Now put I'm in it too."

"Don't you know I'm"

"Baby,"

"Yes?"

"No, not you. Okay so when a sperm and egg get together and do their little thang, what's created?"

"A baby,"

"Mhmm, and what is hell to the mothers for nine, almost ten months?"

"Pregnancy"

"Right, now simplify that."

"Pregnant."

"Exactly, now put it in the question."

"Don't you know I'm pregnant. . ."

"Now, what does repeat mean?"

"To do again or over."

"Yes, now in one word how would you define that?"

"Again?"

"Yes. Now put it into the question."

"Don't you know I'm pregnant again?"

"Yes! Good job baby."

He laughed in accomplishment at the fact that he got it right. He knew a little spanish. Which really wasn't that much.

Then he stopped.

"Wait a minute. Are you inferring that you're pregnant again?"

"Yes. I am."

😈😈 Paybacks a bitch Michael. 😈😈

"How?! I mean really? I'm going to be a dad again!! Serenity isn't even 4 months! Oh my god. We make too much love. I can't even wait. Do you need something? Ice cream? Peanut butter and pickles? What? I'll get you anything you need baby. I'm right here. I'm going to be right here through your whole pregnancy. I promise. I won't miss one step of the way."

Damn did that backfire on me.

I frowned at him.

That plan has failed.

"Chill out Michael. I'm kidding."

"What?"

"I'm kidding. I'm not pregnant. It was just a joke."

"That is not funny. Why would you play with me like that?"

"It's called payback."

"I didn't do anything to you."

"Yes you did. You 'broke up' with me."

"That was just a joke."

"So was mine."

"That's wrong."

"So was yours."

"It was just a joke--"

"That I didn't take light hearted, Michael."

"Alright, fine. I'm sorry. Wanna call it a trues."

"Alright. Seal the deal with a kiss on my lips."

"Okay." He leaned in forward and I put the back of my hand over my lips so that the palm was facing outward. He kissed my palm.

"Nuh-uh. Not those lips bad boy."

He laughed and went under the covers.

"Nope, not those either."

"What the hell? How many pairs of lips do you have?"

"Just 3."

"Where's the other then? I've only kissed two of them."

"That's because I own two and I'm permanently borrowing the other."

I kissed his lips.

"Okay," he breathe out after our short make out session to catch his breath. "That was intense."

"I know just remember baby: what's yours is mine, and what's mine is mine."

"Alright. . .wait a minute don't you mean 'what's yours is mine and what's mine is yours'? Equal share baby, no cheats."

"I'm not so sure I want all of my things to be yours yet. You know, since you can't keep your tool in your pants lover bad boy. "

"Well I think you're kind of late with that. As it seems, I've pretty much taken everything that was once yours. It's my prized possession. Can't you see it?"

"No."

"I kindly took your V-Card without even having to pay a fee, I stole one of your eggs, I turned you into a spanish cursing phenom, and I've made you my wife."

"Proof?"

"Your V-Card: " he got up and went into the closet. He pulled out a neatly folded sheet that had a purple bow on it. "Do you see the blood on these sheets? The sperm and your cum? Can you see the wrinkles you put on them from the hard gripping you did when I continuously hit your g-spot?"

My mouth was opened in amazement.

"You kept this?"

"I did. Oh and how I stole one of your eggs? Yeah, just go look in Serenity's baby crib and look at her. And about that turning you into a spanish swearing phenom? Name one day you didn't swear. Oh, and you being my wife? Look at your cunt and tell me who's first and last name is written on it with an 'Mrs.' at the beginning."

"Okay Michael you win. You never gave up on us. You kept it all."

"I did and I'm never giving up on us. We're a team. Nothing can break the SAAMJJ bond. It's simply Unbreakable."

"The SAAMJJ?"

"Yes. The Sofia Aaliyah Anderson Michael Joseph Jackson bond."

"Hey, that's cool."

"I know."

"I just figured out something."

"What?"

"Our first initial is different from our middle and last initial."

"It is isn't it?"

"Yes," I took a glance at the clock. "Babe we need to get some sleep. It's almost four in the morning and I haven't gone to bed yet, and neither have you."

"I rather be with you, then to sleep and spend less time with you. Sleeping takes off time that you and I can be spending together. Who needs sleep anyways?"

"You are a pain in the ass at times, but a sweetheart at others, and I love it. But right now," I huffed getting back under the covers and relaxing. "I'm going to bed. Serenity is too much in the mornings, and I need all the sleep I can get."

"Don't worry about Serenity. I'll take care of her."

"You can't take care of her without me Michael. Did you forget my boob is a main part of her day and she needs it every three hours."

"That won't be a problem. She has milk in the refrigerator. And plus I have your cousin and Janet here to help if I need it."

"Are you sure?"

"Baby, you didn't make this child alone. I have to help you out. Serenity doesn't only have one parent you know, and she never will."

"I'm just not so sure Michael."

"I'm her father Sofia. No one, else but me. Now be a good girl and close your sexy little hazel eyes and get some sleep. You need not to worry about baby Serenity because daddy is going to take care of her. I promise."

"Okay Michael."

"I love you Sofia."

"I love you more Michael."

"I love you most, now get some sleep."

He kissed my lips and I closed my eyes.

"Wait Michael, you didn't speak any spanish."

"Te quiero niña y yo siempre te amaré."

I smiled and whispered tiredly. "Good job baby. I love you too and will forever love you as well."

I love Michael so much. I'm glad I have him and he is the father of my child.

I felt another kiss on my lips then my forehead before sleep took over me.