Blood On The Dancefloor

                                    

                                          
TW: MENTIONS OF BRUSISES, VIOLENCE AND BLOOD.
"𝘓𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮..."
Time flew by so slowly. It seemed like the minutes were like hours. The scent of caffeine had blown through the house. The sunshine creeping through the blinds. The clock struck 6 am. Coco had silently awoken and went downstairs silently as she sat down on the couch looking at Michael and Janet. All of them deeply worried and concerned. Michael couldn't keep his mind off of her.
"Please watch my babygirl...I need to get going.." She says softly as she rises to her feet grabbing her jacket and keys. 
Michael nods silently as he looks at Janet and she shows a faint smile. Michael rises to his feet, Janet soon following as they both walk to the front door. Michael hugs Coco one last time before she leaves. Coco silently leaves and heads back home going through the front door she notices Benjamin still passed out on the couch. She walks past him and goes to the kitchen. "Please god..give me the strength..to deal with him and this marriage.." She says silently before sitting on a stool in the island.
•••
Tito stares at the sunrising in the sky as he takes a deep breath in and out. The night before was hetic and he didn't get much sleep. He stands up and spinning around on his heels he goes inside to see Jermaine on the couch wide awake as he stares at the empty fireplace filled with old burned wood. 
"How long? How damn long? Did anybody know about this?" Jermaine says not taking his eyes off the fireplace. Staying still. 
Tito stands still and slowly steps to the kitchen. Not answering his questions. Slowly backing up to the counter. He looks at his brother in disbelief.
"Who even are you anymore..Everyone who was at the party knows about what you did. They know about you being crazy. They know why Hazel-" He stops in his tracks noticing that Jermaine is suddenly standing nothing but a few inches away from him. 
"Now Tito.." He laughs. "I advise you to not finish that sentence. Tend to these brusies and cuts. Let me call up Michael so I can talk to him." He looks at his older brother in his eyes. Tito pushes him back and walks away. 
"I'm not your damn nurse. Fuck you Jermaine." He says silently as he walks outside to his car as he fixes to leave the cabin. Jermaine stands in the doorway holding his left shoulder as he watches Tito leave him behind. Stranded. No way of getting home without hitching a ride or contacting anybody. 
"You will all pay.." Jermaine says as he closes the door throwing his suit jacket and tie to the floor and he places an ice pack on his brusies. He picks up the phone to call Michael, but it goes straight to voicemail. 
"𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳..."
He tried again and again and again. The same message everytime. His calls were being ignored or his number was blocked.
"Sore Mistake Little Brother." He said leaning back on the counter.
•••
The phone rings repeatedly. Michael looks at it letting it ring. Until it stops. He presses the block button.
𝘑𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘑𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥.
Michael throws the phone on the couch in frustration. "How the fuck did this all happen.." He says looking at Janet. She just shrugs and rubs his shoulders before she goes upstairs to check on Marcie, only to see her sitting up in the bed holding her head as she is looking out the window as the curtains automatically open when the sun comes up. Janet walks in silently and sits on the bed next to her. She gently removes Marcies hand to look at her head.
"M-Mi-" She backs away slowly as she sees nothing but a mark on her head slowly bleeding. She looks over seeing the pillow soaked in blood. Marcie slowly stands up and looks at Janet with tears in her eyes.
"Please- Help me to the bathroom..It hurts so much to even lay down.." Marcie says with tears in her eyes as she slowly walks over to Janet. 
Janet runs to Marcie holding her up as she helps her to the bathroom. Michael comes upstairs and too the bathroom as he notices them in there together as Janet had ran a bath for her. The blood stained the clothes, carpet, pillows and her body.
"What- What's going on..?" He asks silently. No response from either of them. He looks at both of them in the face and Janet gives a concerned look at Michael as she turns Marcie around noticing the blood trickiling from her head slowly. He loses all color in his face.
"Janet..Please can we get her cleaned up and bandage her head.." He says softly with tears in his eyes.
She nods silently removing the bloody clothes as she sits Marcie in the tub making sure she doesn't hit her head anywhere.
"Michael-" Marcie says silently.
"Yes?" He responds.
"Please bandage my head.." She says slowly pointing at the bandages on the counter.
"We have to get you cleaned up first..." Janet says gently washing her body and hair. The water turns into a light shade of red as a response to the blood being washed off.
"She's right..we need to get you cleaned first..we need to take today easy.." He says as he goes and changes the pillow case out and tries to get the blood stains out of the carpet. Almost set in but not too hard to get out.
Janet helps Marcie out of the bath wrapping a towel around her body and drains the tub. Michael comes back in and wraps her head gently. Janet goes and choses a comfortable and easy to wear outfit for her leaving it on the bed.
Michael looks at her bandaged head.
"It's not too tight is it..?" he asks softly.
Marcie looks at him. "No..it's not. I should be able to manage it right now.." She says softly kissing him on the cheek gently.
Michael smiles and looks at her with his brown doe eyes. He leads her back to the bedroom walking behind her just incase if she falls backwards. Janet had left already. She had texted Michael as a reminder for what he needs to do for her. Michael helps her get dressed and let's her sit up on the bed as he sits next to her. He looks at his phone noticing that Janet had left him a text and a list of things he could do to help her heal.
J: "Michael please promise me. If it gets any worse you will take her to the hospital.."
M: "Of course I will. The bleeding has seemed to stop for now..hopefully she hasn't lost too much blood.." 
J: "I hope so..take care of her please.." 
M: "I will..Thank you for helping."
J: "Of course Michael..❤"
He turns off his phone and glances over at Marcie. She is looking out the window playing with her fingernails. 
"Marcie..?" He says softly.
"..." She doesn't say anything
"I'm sorry about last-" He says as she holds a hand up infront of his face.
"Please Michael I..I'm not ready to talk about it yet..I just want to forget about it.." She says struggling to hide the tears in her eyes.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you cry.." He says before wrapping his arms around her waist pulling her closer to him. 
All he wanted to do was care for her. To make sure she was okay. To love her..
The 2 stay in bed all day ignoring any calls and people visiting. The day went by faster then expected. It seemed long to Marcie because she was in a injury state of mind..Michael thought it went by quicker then ever. It was already 10 pm. There were vanilla candles lit already and the curtians were closed the moon shining through gently. Panda Express takeout boxes spread out on the bed bottles of water on the nightstands besides the bed. They lay there together in each others arms softly and still. They watched Peter Pan together until they fell asleep soon after. 
"𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥..."
SORRY THIS CHAPTER WAS SHORT 🧍🏾‍♀️