The following morning I had awoken before Michael so I decided to make him some breakfast. Putting on a robe, I tip toed down stairs, leaving a snoring Michael behind in the bed. "Hmmm what can I make him?" I whispered, washing my hands in the kitchen sink. I decided on making french toast with bacon, eggs, orange juice, and strawberries. Janet and Terrell still hadn't come back yet and Virginia was on vacation so it was just Michael and I in the house. A lot of things ran through my mind as I prepared breakfast. The fact that Michael had 2 kids and didn't tell me was one of the main things I kept thinking about. My stomach had let out a loud grumble. I was hungry as hell! I immediately set the food down on a plate for Michael and I, setting it on the dining room table. "Morning" I heard a voice say. I looked up from my plate. "Sup Mike" Michael took a seat at the table, his eyes wide. "Wow....you made all of this?" I nodded. "You better eat it all too....no excuses" I joked. "Oh I will!" Michael repiled, taking a few bites of his french toast. "Did you sleep well?" I asked, watching him as he ate. Michael smirked. "Mmm We actually got sleep last night? Shouldn't I be asking YOU that?..." "Cocky ass...." I mumbled, taking a sip of my orange juice causing Michael to laugh. It was silent between us for a while as we ate. I cleared my throat, playing with the strawberries on my plate. "So uh, will I get to meet your kids soon?" Michael smiled. "As a matter a fact yes, you will. They should be coming back today around noon with Grace" I made a sour face. "Aw what's with the face Fall? She's not THAT bad" Michael said. I gave him a look. "Not THAT bad? Michael she can't STAND my ass...." "She barely knows you....." "She still doesn't like me though...." I said, growing quiet. I suddenly remembered what Terrell had told me.....about why Michael didn't eat that much. To be honest, I didn't know that much about the allegations (I was 17 at the time) but I was curious to know about what had actually happened. "Michael....." I started, not really knowing how to ask it. Michael looked up from his plate. "Yeah?" "A few days ago, I was talking with Teri....about you....and...." I couldn't finish my sentence. "And? What's up?" Michael asked, his full attention on me now. "And....you love kids right, Michael? I mean, like have you always loved them?" Confused, Michael nodded. "Autumn. What are you trying to get at?" "Have you ever been accused.....of doing inappropriate things to children before? I mean, Teri had mentioned something about 'allegations' so I just assumed-" "Well you ASSUMED wrong" Michael snapped, interrupting me. I could tell I had hit a sore spot with him. Suddenly he had a look of pain on his face. Getting up from the table, he placed a hand over his mouth, running towards the bathroom, slamming the door. I looked over at his plate. The only thing he had eaten was a couple bites of french toast and some eggs. Everything else was left untouched. I got up from the chair, walking towards the bathroom. Shit. I hope he didn't get sick from the food. I'm pretty sure I had cooked everything well done. What if he was allergic to something? I knocked on the door. "Michael? You alright?" I called out. No response. I turned the knob and surprisingly it opened. I would've sworn he would have locked it. Opening the door, I walked inside, closing it behind me. Michael was crouched down in front of the toliet, throwing up.  When he finished, he flushed the toliet and stood up. "Michael I'm...." I started to say but he held up a trembling hand, stopping me. "N-No...." his voice broke. "I, I just need some time alone please...." he said, walking past me out of the bathroom and back upstairs. I jumped at the sound of his bedroom door slamming shut. I closed my eyes, the warm tears trickling down my cheeks. "What did I do?" I whispered to myself, walking out and back into the kitchen to clean up the dishes. 

I went upstairs in the guestroom to get changed into a pair of jeans with a tie dye micky mouse sweatshirt. Michael was still locked in his room, refusing to talk. I put my hair up in a messy top knot and went back downstairs. The clock now read 11:55 pm. Letting out a sigh, I took a seat on the couch in the living room, my head in my hands. There was a knock on the door followed by the doorbell. I got up to go answer it. "Autumn! What's up girl?" It was Janet and Terrell. "Hey..." I replied softly, letting them inside. Terrell gave me a look. "Hey? You alright? What's wrong?" "Yeah and where's Mike? He didn't have any rehearsals today" Janet added. "He's...he's upstairs" I managed to say but my voice was quivering. It always would right before I was about to cry. "I'll go find boss" Terrell said, going upstairs. "Aw honey, sit down. You don't look too good" Janet said, concerned. "Really, Janet I'm f-fine" I lied, taking a seat back on the couch. Right before Janet could respond the front doorbell rang again. "I'll get it" Janet offered, going to open the front door. Immediately the sounds of a little boy and girl filled the house. "Auntie Jan!!!!" They yelled. Janet picked the boy and girl up in her arms, kissing their cheeks. "Hi Prince and Paris! We're y'all good for your grandma Katherine?" "Oh they were angels" I heard another voice reply. It was Grace. Great. The 4 of them then walked into the living room where I still was, my head in my hands again. I could feel a headache coming on. "Autumn!!!" Paris yelled, running over to hug me. I was shocked that she still remembered me. "You know Autumn, Paris?" Janet asked, amused. Paris nodded, excitedly. "Yep! She helped me outta the potty at daddy's show! I was stuck in there!" "Wait, what?" Janet asked, looking over at Grace for an explanation. "Its nothing" Grace lied. Prince was still near Janet, eyeing me skeptically. I think he was just shy. "Where's Michael? I need to chat with him" Grace said, looking over at me.  I rolled my eyes. Terrell then came downstairs, letting out a sigh. "Cousin Teri!!!" Both Prince and Paris yelled, running over to attack Terrell with hugs. "Wassup my little trouble makers?" He joked, giving them hugs. "Did you see Michael up there? I've gotta talk to him" Grace said. Ugh would she please just shut the hell up....her voice was so annoying. "Yeah. He's in his room but he'll be down shortly. He wouldn't tell me what's bothering him but he looked like he had been crying for a while....I don't know why, though...." "Daddy's sad? Why?" Paris asked, her big green eyes wide. "Um, I'll take them outside" Janet said, taking Prince and Paris by the hand and out into the backyard to go play. Michael then resurfaced downstairs, wearing a pair of grey sweats with a white t shirt. "Hey everyone" he said softly, not making eye contact with me. "Michael! I need to talk with you-" "You know what Grace? why don't you take the rest of the night off" Michael said, cutting her off. I could sense he was still ticked off with her for not telling him about what had happened to his daughter. "Oh Mr. Jackson, are you sure? I don't mind watching the children" Michael shook his head. "I'd like to spend some quality time with them if you don't mind. I'd like to make sure they're safe.....which is what I'm sure you always do, correct?" Grace gulped, embarrassed. "Right. Well, I'll see you tomorrow then. Tell Jan and the children I said good night. Bye Teri" Grace purposely ignored my presence, leaving the house. "I've said it once and I'll say it again, why do you keep her around boss? She gives off that 'crazy as hell' vibe! It gives me the chills fo real" Terrell said. I had to hold in my laughter. "She needs this job Teri. I can't just fire her without a proper reason" Michael said. "At least try to hire somebody who isn't obsessed with you! Did you NOT see the side eye she kept giving Autumn?" Michael shrugged, pretending not to care. "Didn't notice" was his reply as he walked into the back outside where Janet was playing with the kids. While Terrell and I follwed, he flashed me a look that read 'what the hell is his problem?' "I don't know" I whispered as we reached the backyard. "Daddy!!!!" Prince and Paris yelled, running over into their father's arms. "Hey! I've missed you two so much" Michael said, showering them with love and kisses.

I had to admit, seeing Michael interact with his children was one of the most precious purest things I had ever seen. It was obvious to see that Michael loved and adored his children with all his heart and they felt the same affection towards him. There was definitely a strong resemblance between Prince, Paris and Michael. You could even see it with Janet and Terrell too. The Jacksons had some strong genes. I had found out that day that Prince was 5 years old, Paris was 4. Prince had inherited his father's soulful brown eyes and quiet like nature. Paris on the other hand, was very outgoing and extremely energetic. She  had Michael's ears and smile and was no doubt, a daddy's girl. By the time we all went inside to eat dinner, Michael barely looked at or even talked to me. Instead, he would chat with Janet and Terrell or focus all of his attention on his children. I'd be lying if I said it didn't piss me off. The tension was evident as hell between Michael and I and it was extremely awkward. After dinner, Janet had decided to call it a night and left. Terrell had gone in the guest house to sleep and after a quick bath, Michael was now putting the kids upstairs to bed. Once he closed their door, I stood in front of him, my arms crossed. "Okay Michael. We need to talk" "Not now Autumn. I'm tired" Michael said and that's what set me off. I followed him inside his bedroom, slamming the door. "What the fuck is your problem?!" I snapped. "You've been ignoring me all day and for what?! It's not my fault I didn't know you were accused of touching kids!" "Will you PLEASE keep your damn voice down!" Michael said. "You know, you're acting really childish" I said. "Oh I'm the one who's actin childish?! Why the hell did you even ask me that to begin with?!" Michael yelled, mad. "Well, you never really answered me so...." "I. didn't. do. anything" Michael said threw clenched teeth. "Then why won't you talk to me about it huh? Did you pay that kid off too huh? I wouldn't be surprised especially since you've got the money to do something like that...." I didn't mean to sound like such a bitch but I was angry and  just wanted him to finally open up to me. "Please,drop it Autumn. This conversation is over" Michael said, going to open his door but I blocked it. "Were you proven guilty? Because I swear if you are I'm leaving your ass...." I said and I knew that was the straw that broke the camel's back. Michael's eyes darkened. "You don't know what the fuck you're talking about" his voice was low as he continued to stare me down, his fists clenched together trying to keep his anger at bay. "That poor child...." I whispered, starting to walk away."GODDAMNIT AUTUMN!!! SHUT THE HELL UP!" Michael screamed, shoving me hard against the wall. He had pinned my arms up, holding my wrists in place. "Let go of m-me....let go!" I said, trying to break free but Michael tightly held me in place. "This is what you wanted all along right? To get a reaction outta me.....well, be happy. You finally fuckin got it...." Michael growled, his knee in between my legs. I felt my eyes water. "I fucking hate you" I whispered, a tear rolling down my cheek. He roughly wiped it away, his lips inches from mine. My chest was heaving up and down. I knew Michael wouldn't hurt me. He couldn't.....right? "If you don't let me go, I'm calling the c-cops" I tried to sound threatening but my voice was shaky. Michael chuckled. "Go ahead...see if I give a damn" He then leaned inward, his warm breath on my ear. "You pissed me off....now you're gonna be punished for it....." I shuddered. Suddenly I felt his hand slide inside my jeans, massaging me in my panties. I took in a sharp breath, shutting my eyes. I bit my bottom lip hard, trying with all my might not to release a moan. "Uh uh baby. I wanna hear you....I'm not gonna stop until I hear you scream" Michael said, reaching to pull my jeans and panties down to the floor. I know in that instant I could have took of running but instead I froze in place. "Spread em" he commanded, using his knee to open my legs. The moment I felt his finger enter inside me, I threw my head back against the wall. "S-Shit" I whispered. It felt so good. Michael leaned in, placing wet kisses on my neck as his finger increased in speed. I felt my hips slightly thrust upward, trying to match his rhythm. Looking down, Michael smirked. He grabbed my hand, placing it on his throbbing erection. "You feel that? That's for you....I'm gonna remind you why you should never leave me....." I could feel myself getting closer and Michael could sense it. Right before I was about to orgasm, he pulled out his finger, leaving me standing in a trembling mess. "Get on the bed....now" he ordered. I immediately took a seat on the bed, my legs still trembling from not being able to release. "No. Get on all fours Autumn....with your ass up in the air" Michael ordered, removing the grey sweatpants and boxers he wore. I quickly did as I was told. Once  I felt his arms circle around my waist, thrusing inside me I let out a loud moan, no longer being able to hold it back. "You like that huh?" Michael groaned out, slapping my ass. "Oh y-yes!!" I moaned, feeling Michael's hand grab my hair, pulling it. "Mmm what's my name baby?" "M-Michael!!" "And who's fucking you this good" "Oh you a-are!!" Suddenly we swtiched positions, Michael roughly flipped me over on the bed, spreading my legs apart as he entered inside me. "Ugh God" I moaned out, my hips thrusting along with Michael's. I reached up to remove the white t-shirt he wore while he threw my micky mouse sweatshirt on the carpet. Suddenly he wrapped his arms around my waist, lifting me up in his arms before taking a seat on the queen size bed as he continued thrusting even deeper and faster in me, hitting my spot. "Shit you feel so good" Michael groaned, his arms tightly clutched around my waist. All I could do was moan, my arms clung around Michael's neck, the sound of my ass slapping against his thighs along with the bed moving back and forth could be heard throughout the room. "Oh M-Mike!" I moaned, leaning in to kiss him. I felt my bottom lip go in his mouth as he started sucking on it. Our bodies were now covered in sweat. I could feel my orgasm beginning to resurface again. "You coming baby?" Michael asked, leaning down to place one of my nipples in his warm mouth. I felt my legs start to shake, my back arching. "Oh-I'm gonna-" I didn't finish as I felt my body begin to spasm and I came hard. It wasn't long before Michael followed. When we opened are eyes to look at each other, he smiled a little. I guess the look on my face was funny to him because he had started to laugh, a little at first but then louder to the point where his face had turned red. "W-What?" My voice cracked, giggling. "I take it you can't get up huh?" He asked. I nodded. My legs felt so fucking sore. It actually hurt to try to stand. Chuckling, Michael helped me get underneath the covers. He had wiped a few damp strands of hair away from my face. "Thanks..." I said. "Hopefully we didn't wake them up" It took me a while to figure out who Michael was referring to at first. Then it hit me. He was talking about his children. Prince and Paris who were asleep in the other room a few doors down the hallway. "Oh...." I mumbled, embarrassed. We were pretty loud. Well, more like I was the one doing all the moaning. "Aw don't be embarrassed Fall....trust me, they're still knocked out....they're both pretty heavy sleepers.....must've been a trait they inherited from me I guess" Michael reassured me, placing a soft kiss on my forehead. I could feel my eyelids getting heavier but right before I could fall asleep, I felt Michael's hand grab mine. "Autumn....you still awake?" I heard him whisper in the darkness. "Yeah...." I responded. It was a few moment of silence before Michael started talking again. He let out a shaky sigh. "The year was 1993. That was the year I had first met the Chandler family and came in contact with their son Jordie......"