Deserted ( A Michael Jackson FanFiction Story)

Chap. 23

MICHAEL POV

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"Domestic agency. That's what its called." Ava says looking up at me from her computer screen.

"I think we can go to an adoption center near by so they can sign us up or something." Ava says.

"That sounds great. Should we go now?" I ask excited.

"Okay. I just hope we can make a good decision." She says getting up.

"We will. And we will have an amazing beautiful child." I say holding her hands.

"But what race or what gender should it be? How would we know?" She asks nervously.

I pick her head up in my hands and I look into her violet eyes.

"Gender and race doesn't matter. As long as we have a healthy child." I say.

"I know." Ava says.

And we kiss. The door burst open interrupting us. To my surprise it was Madonna.

"I thought we locked that door." I sigh.

A nanny squished between Madonna and got into the room.

"Sorry Michael but once I unlocked the front door I couldn't stop her." She says.

"It's okay." I say.

The nanny bows and walks out.

"Why are you in his room?" Madonna asks Ava.

"Uh maybe because we had s-" She tries to say.

But  I stopped her by covering her mouth. I laugh nervously.

She is yelling a muffled yell and I hear a few curses come out and then she stops.

"Feel better?" I ask.

"Yeah." She says quietly.

"Well now that's over I need to talk to you." Madonna says.

"I'm busy." I say.

"Not you. Her." She says glaring at Ava.

"She is bu-" I try to say.

"Okay." Ava says walking over to Madonna.

"You are quite short." Madonna says to Ava.

"What do you find attractive in this midget?" She asks me.

"Don't call me a midget! I will show you midget when I punch your teeth out." Ava says angrily.

"You two be good." I say nervously.

"Don't worry. It will be good." Ava says cracking her knuckles.

And then the door closes behind them. I expected to hear thuds and punches but nothing came. Maybe if I just pressed my ear to the door I can hear what they are saying. As I slowly put my ear to the door before I could react it burst open and Madonna came in the room.

"Ava is leaving you." She says.

"Whaa?" I ask.

"Ava has left and is on her way to the airport going back to her country." Madonna says staring at her nails.

"Stop joking around she is probably in the living room." I say.

I walk to the living room Madonna following and she isn't there.

"Okay, in the kitchen." I say.

Madonna smirks and follows me to the kitchen. All we see is Bubbles sneakly eating ice cream. He stopped eating when we saw him. He was just frozen looking at me. Then he ran away. But he came back to grab the ice cream. Then left.

"Okay. The bedrooms." I say.

I checked all over the house for her and I started getting panicky.

"Ava?! Ava?!" I yell frantically.

"She is gone." Madonna says.

"No. She is in her apartment packing her stuff." I say desperately.

"I will just call her and she will pick up." I say taking my phone out my pocket shaking.

"Stop denying it Michael. She never loved you. She only wanted you for sex. She is probably gossiping to the reporters about how you were." Madonna says.

"But- But she said she loved me. I trust her." I say looking at Madonna scared.

"It was all a lie. All that time. She didn't love you." Madonna says.

"Stop it! No! She loves me. She wouldn't leave me." Michael says.

"It's probably all over the news. She is telling them how you looked down there." She says.

"No. Stop lying! I have to find her. I will." I say.

"Michael." Madonna says warmly holding my shoulder.

I rip from her grip.

"I'm going out." I say.

I take my disguise and I take my coat. When I put them on I walk out through the back door. I start running to her apartment. When I get there I knock once. Twice. 27 times.  Instead the next door opens and I see Ashely.

"What's up Michael?" Ashely asks.

"How did you know it was me?" I ask.

"You're the only one who would wear that." She says.

"Oh." I say.

"Ava. Is she in here?" I ask.

"No. I didn't hear her come in." Ashely says.

I let out a frustrated groan.

"Is she missing?" Ashely asks.

"Yes. And she won't even pick up her phone." I say.

"Want me to help?" Ashely asks me.

"No. It's okay." I say.

"Well if you need help just make sure to ring me." She says smiling.

And she closes the door.

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It's already 12am at night and I am just sitting on this park bench crying. I walk to a bar close by and I sit there. I look around and it is pretty much empty. Just a few people sitting around sleeping.

The bartender comes up and looks at me.

"Girlfriend left you?" He asks.

"Yeah. Something like that." I say wiping my nose and sniffling.

He gives me a few shots.

"On the house." He says.

"Thank you." I say.

I have never really drunk a lot before so I don't exactly know how to do it. But I did. And I did the most biggest thing I regretted that night. That I barely remembered.

After taking a few shots I started getting dizzy and things seemed to black out and I couldn't remember much.

All I remembered was seeing Madonna's smirk.

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I wake up with this huge headache. I'm in my bed surprisingly.

"What happened?" I ask myself sitting up.

Then I notice someone else is in my bed. Could it be Ava?! I take the blankets off her face. It. Wasn't. Ava.

There slept Madonna. My heart skipped a beat.