Chapter 26
"Sit down, get to know each other. I'll go get us some drinks." Michael says to Tatiana and I.
"I can't drink Michael. And it's okay, I'll get the drinks for you and Tatiana," I still maintain that fake smile.
"No, I will." He's already standing up and making his way toward the bar. I sigh and sit next to Tatiana.
"So Tatiana--" I stop speaking when I see her unfriendly facial expression.
"Excuse me honey. That's Ms. Thumbtzen to you, my friends call me Tatiana."
I can't say I'm not surprised. She did look like a bitch from the moment I saw her. She's just a pretty bitch and it annoys me.
I see that she's given up on her pretentious smile so I do too.
"How old are you?" She asks.
"I'll be 20 in three days." I answer. She starts to laugh.
"What on earth are you doing here?"
"I'm just giving my boyfriend support."
She freezes in place and slowly looks at me. Why can't I be as beautiful as her?
"Who's your boyfriend."
I roll my eyes at her obtuse question. She knows who it is but doesn't want to accept or believe it. I feel a bit prideful.
"Michael Jackson."
"What?! Why is he messing around with some little girl?"
That instantly offends me.
"Stop bringing up age, it doesn't matter how old I am." I say irritably.
"He probably just wants you for your body." She mumbles.
"That's not true given the fact that we've only had sex once and we've been together for a little over a month."
I'm not sure why I'm giving her so much information about our relationship. I just want her to know that she won't get between us.
"I don't think you understand. Michael is in love with me."
"Why should I believe you? My first impression was that you're a bitch and I'm sticking by that."
"No I'm serious. He told me himself when I was at Neverland a few days ago. He invited me there one night," she says.
"Liar. I have no reason to believe you so I'm not going to."
"He's not who you think he is."
"Then why do you love him?"
"I know why you love him. Gold digger," she mumbles under her breath. I stand up out my my seat and point my finger in her face.
"You don't know what I've been through, so don't give me that bullshit," I say lowly.
"Okay calm down," she says. People are starting to look at the scene we're making.
"No I won't calm down. I haven't known you for half and hour and you're trying to tear my relationship apart with your lies. I'm not having it." I say sharply.
At that moment Michael comes back to the table with the drinks. He takes a seat next to me so we are across from Tatiana. She thanks Michael sweetly and I wonder why he can't see through her falseness like I can. It hurts to think he may have feelings for her. I quickly brush the thought out of my mind.
"Sorry for the delay. A few people wanted to chat with me." He says, all smiles.
Is he oblivious to what just happened? I sure hope so.
"It's okay Mikey," she says batting her eyelashes.
Mikey? Oh no.
"So what were my two favorite girls talking about?" He asks.
"Well I was just telling Alondra how I think you both make the cutest couple and I love you two being together," she says.
"Aww, isn't she so wonderful sweetheart?" He asks, taking my hand in his.
"Sure," I mumble, playing with the food just served us minutes earlier.
I slip my hand out of his and look down. He leans into my ear.
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing." I answer. He grabs my hand again, tightly.
"Excuse us Tati," he smiles at her before yanking me out of my seat and into the closest private room.
"Tell me."
"You won't believe me if I do."
"Tell me." He repeats again.
"Well first, did you invite Tatiana to Neverland?"
"Yes."
My eyes go wide. So she was being serious.
"Why? I mean why didn't you tell me? I could've met earlier than today."
"I was discussing some things with her."
"Things like what?" My heart is hurting.
"It doesn't matter. Don't tell me you're jealous." I roll my eyes.
"No, I'm not."
"Yes you are. I'm telling you right now nothing happened on that night. I just talked to her like friends do. I don't love her if that's what you're most likely thinking." He assures me.
"She told me you do." I say softly.
"Well I don't. You believe her?" He asks.
"No."
"Good. We have to work on trust." He pulls me in and gives me a kiss. I pull away and he opens the door for me to exit the room.
When we arrive back to the table, Tatiana has gone off to talk to a pretty blonde-haired lady.
"Oh, she's with Sheryl."
Without her being there, I get my appetite back to eat. Then Frank and Greg join us.
"Hey Mike, congrats again." Greg says.
"Thanks man," they slap hands and start chatting about the good and bad of the tour.
"...Yeah. Then after Tatiana got fired."
"She got fired? Why?" All three of their heads turn to me. It's the first thing I said since they came to the table. I blush.
"Sorry. It's none of my business."
"No I'll tell you if you want to know. In one of the performances of The Way You Make Me Feel she kissed me."
"Oh. You fired her for that?" As much as I don't like her, I think its kind of harsh what happened.
"Yes," Frank says. "We had to keep things strictly professional, no feelings or they could affect the performances given."
"Oh, then why is she here?" I blurt. As soon as I said it, I wish I didn't.
"Well she's still a part of the tour. We can't just forget her like that because she was with us at one point." Says Greg.
"Yes that's true. And I remain friends with her," Michael adds.
"Oh." I say again.
They continue to discuss things and I sit there quietly. I wish in my heart that we could just leave the party. This whole thing about Tatiana is putting me in a bad mood.
From the front of the house, music starts booming louder and louder. Tatiana rushes to find Michael obviously and grabs his hand.
"Hey Mikey, you wanna dance?"
She doesn't even wait for him to answer before pulling him to the dance floor. I take my place against the wall, forgotten while everyone is having the time of their lives.
Then Greg walks up to me. I give him a smile as he leans back on the wall next to me.
"Where's your man?" He asks over the music.
"Over there." I point to him dancing with Tatiana. She is definitely trying to seduce him with her moves.
It makes my blood boil with anger when I see Michael smile. He's actually enjoying it.
"Come on, have some fun." Greg holds his hand out and I instantly take it.
We'll see who has the moves now.
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