The Girl is Mine • MJ Fanfic • COMPLETED

Nine: What Could've Been

***Warning: This chapter contains sexual content.

Six Months Later - September 1988

It was the middle of September, and summer was almost over. I was currently on the roof in my bikini with Ashlyn. It was very hot out today, besides the occasional breeze that I was thankful for. I laid back on the lounge chair with my eyes closed under my ray ban sunglasses. I briefly fanned myself with my cute little fan before sitting it down.

"Here," Ashlyn said. I opened my eyes and slightly turned my head to look at her, seeing she had her hand sticking out as she offered the blunt to me. I grabbed it, putting it to my lips, inhaling. I took a few puffs before moving it away from my lips, releasing the smoke. I smoked again before handing it back to Ashlyn. We smoked for a little while longer, passing it back and forth before finishing it and putting it out.

Once the sun started beaming directly on me, I grabbed my book, opening it, placing it directly in front of my face to block the sun. I let out a relieving sigh as I took in the feeling of the weather. These past six months have been a breeze. It definitely flew by. I can't say that it was super eventful, but it was far from dry. I'm happy to say that things have been looking up for me. I was only looking forward to everything that was coming next.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when Ashlyn was trying to get my attention. "I'm sorry. What did you say?" I asked her. By this time, she sat up in her chair as she looked at me.

"I was asking if you were ready to go back inside," she explained.

"Oh, yeah," I said as I sat up. I quickly gathered my things and Ashlyn did the same. After we got everything, we made our way to the door, leaving the roof.

Once we made it down to my apartment, I used my key to unlock the door. I let Ashlyn walk in first and I followed her closing the door and locking it. Ashlyn went to the back I assumed to change out of her bikini, and I walked over to my answering machine.

I hit play seeing that I had a couple of messages. I listened to them before deleting both after realizing they weren't important. After deleting them, my eyes drifted over to the stack of pictures that sat nearby. I went to pick them up, but stopped when I heard a key turning the lock of my front door.

"Hey baby," I said excitedly with my back still turned once I heard the front door open.

I picked up my camera when I heard the door close and the locks turn. I smirked to myself as I heard the footsteps getting closer. Feeling his presence, I turned around and quickly snapped a picture. Both of us laughed as I lowered the camera.

He pulled me into a tight hug, resting his head in the crook of my neck. He smelled so good, and he felt even better. I sighed in relief as I felt a sense of comfort being in his arms. I couldn't help but smile to myself.

"That's my cue to go. Hey, Jam," Ashlyn said coming into the room fully dressed. We broke apart as we looked at her.

"Sup, Ash," he said greeting her as well. The two talked for a moment and I became wrapped in my thoughts.

Six months ago, I finally gave in and said yes when Jam asked me on a date. He had called me and asked me out during my girls night with Ashlyn, and here we are! We've been dating exclusively ever since, and I couldn't be happier. He's really amazing, and there's so many things I love about him. I can honestly say that I'm happy with how things were going.

Despite everything that happened in the past, I haven't seen nor spoken to Michael since St. Louis. I can't lie and say that I wasn't torn up about it, because a huge part of me really wanted to see him again. I missed him a lot, and not a day goes by where I didn't think about him. And a day doesn't go by where I don't think about what could've been. Anyway, I try not to dwell on the past because what's meant to be will happen. And I guess what isn't, just isn't. It's life, and I had to come around and accept that.