Scandal

I return to my house after being embarrassed by Michael and walk into the living room. I was especially angry so nobody better try me.

"Charles!"

"Yes ma'am?" Charles says, my assistant Traci behind him.

"Get me some lunch, I want my salad, and make sure the spinach is washed. If there's any grain of sand in there I'm throwing it out the window. And give me my martini. With a twist this time." Charles walks out the living room and I'm left with Traci. I examine her choice of outfits. It's a tad bit better than before but she'll certainly have to do better than that.

"I thought I told you to go to Priscilla and have her do you over," I pause, looking at my nails, then look up at her. "Explain what happened."

"Um well I went and there really wasn't much for her to do. She said she didn't want to give me much without your permission because she's gotten in new inventory and only wanted you to have the new stuff." She stammers, looking down.

"She couldn't even give you clearance items?"

"N-no."

"Hmm. I'll have to talk to her. Well from now on whenever we have a concert, press event, award show, whatever, you must be dressed for the occasion. I will not be embarrassed again you got that?" She nods her head. "Good. You're dismissed for the day. Be here bright and early tomorrow we're going to the studio."

"Okay Miss Rose. Oh before I leave-" she opens up her black notebook and reads out of it, "Aunt Gisel called. She's wondering when me and you are coming to visit."

"Call her back and tell her when I'm dead I'll visit. All they want is my fucking money and some status that I'm their 'family.'" I roll my eyes. "I mean shouldn't it be enough I hired my own cousin to be my assistant? You can go now." Traci leaves and I turn on the tv, just to see if I'm mentioned in something. I turn it to Entertainment Tonight and I feel the anger rise inside me as I hear and see what they're reporting on. They're reporting on me alright. But for all the wrong reasons.

Is Rose and Michael Jackson in a secret romance? Sources tell us that the two were seen at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel earlier today and things didn't look so peachy for the rumored lovers! One witness said that Rose showed up barging in at Michaels room and causing a commotion, then being left alone as The King Of Pop slams the door in her face! Talk about being in love huh? Rose was probably still upset seeing that Michael took her last closing act at last nights Grammys, where she was the most anticipated host of the decade. We tried to reach out to both parties for further comment, but no one was available. For more on the Grammys and the highlights of the event, stay tuned.

I turned the tv off and went upstairs to my room. By the time I closed my door I was hysterical.

Now they think I'm in a relationship with him! What could get worse than this? I would never be with him! I hate him, I don't need a man in my life at all! I never needed one before and I'm sure as hell I don't need one now.

I walk back and forth my room, trying to clear my head when I hear the door knock.

"Who the fuck is it ?!"

"Charles ma'am. With your meal."

Charles comes in and places my tray and martini on my dresser, and walks out without a word.

I walk over to my tray and gulp down my martini. I need the alcohol right now. I open my door and scream for Charles to make me three more martinis. I go back into my room and examine my salad. I take a bite of it and spit it out.

"There's enough sand in this salad to make glass!" I screamed, grabbing the tray and throwing it over the banister, crashing and breaking all over the first floor.

"Clean that shit up! And make me something that I can't cut myself with." Charles comes in with a martini shaker and three glasses.

"Go have Jeremy clean up the mess downstairs. I'll pour my own drink." Charles scurries off, and as quickly as I made my drinks they disappeared. And soon enough I was drunk.

I grab my phone and call the extension to my driver and in less than 5 minutes I'm in the back of my car, making him drive around so I can clear my thoughts.

We've been driving for hours, and when I realized where we were I make him park and I get out of the car. I head into the bar and luckily nobody notices me.

"Good evening miss, what can I do you for tonight?" A big, balding man with a gruff voice says behind the counter.

"A shot of honey whiskey, a martini, double, and a White Russian. In that order and keep them coming till I tell you to stop." I say, sliding a $100 bill to him.

"Coming right up!" He says eagerly. By the looks of this place, it seems to not get much business as it used to.

"Honey whiskey." He slides the shot to me and instantly I take it down, the sweetness enveloping my mouth, and the burn hitting my chest like fire.

It was almost midnight and I was on my fifth round and by then I didn't know what the fuck was going on. The tv was on so I was aimlessly watching that, not really paying attention to what they were saying. But when I heard my name, I perked up instantly, trying to focus on what they were taking about.

Breaking news tonight, we just uncovered new reports about beloved R&B singer Rose. She's one of the greatest entertainers in the world and she may have gotten herself into some big trouble.

"Hey turn that up." I tell the bartender.

As he turns the volume up, I continue to listen to the story.

As well all know, Rose has a reputation for being a bad girl. She's certainly no saint but is there more to the bad girl persona? New information has leaked claiming she made statements about the people she's workers with, making fun of them and being very rude to them. You can say that she's s female version of Scrooge. Reports say that she demands everyone to look away from her when she enters private places so that she won't catch the ugly from others. Others say that she doesn't care about her fans at all, she only cares about the money. She certainly isn't the fresh faced girl we met ten years ago. Did the fame get to her head already? And according to some celebrities she's worked with, they tell us to not believe the fact that she's perfect. One celeb said that working with her on her last album with 'Pure Hell' , stating that she would show up late, demand that only one person could be in her presence at the studio, and constantly belittle her peers, saying that they would be nobodies if they never met her! Companies that endorsed her, including Chanel, Nike, & Lancòme, have dropped her completely, following all this new leaked information. It seems like the Queen Of R&B is about to be dethroned. More about this tomorrow on Good Morning America.

I didn't realize that I was crying until the bartender asked me if I was okay. I nodded my head and walked out of the bar, getting into the car I held my tears as much as I could. How could someone do this to me? I had a perfect life and now someone just had to ruin it for me.

No worries Rose, you can get through this. Just call a press conference and deny that everything is false. Shit even make up a sob story if you have to!

I dry up my tears and walk into my house, and go into my room, feeling better after my little pep talk. This is just another rumor circulating around. I'm just riled up because of the Grammys and talk about Michael.

Michael.

I forgot about the fact that people think we're dating and I get up and start dialing numbers. After about 20 minutes of threatening people on the phone I finally get a hold of him.

"Hello?" A drowsy Michael says.

"Hello 'boyfriend', how are you today?" I seethe into the phone.

Michael laughs. "I see you saw the news. What do you want? It's 4 in the morning."

I got nervous about what I was about to ask him.

Why the fuck are you so nervous?

Oh that's right, you're on the brink of becoming an outcast dipshit!

"Helllooooo?" Michael says , bringing me back to reality.

I take a deep breath and prepare myself to ask the question I'd never in a million years thought I would ask someone.

"Are you still interested in doing that duet?"

--------------I couldn't resist posting a new chapter up lol. Enjoy this chapter! I'll be updating another by Thursday:)

Don't worry, Michael will be coming permanently in the next chapter.

-Angii<3