The Surrogate (A Michael Jackson Fanfiction)

Marriage Counseling?

Monday May 16, 2005

4:02AM

Nina Sofia Jackson:

The gathering yesterday ended much later than Michael had advised it would, but finally I had my husband to myself again and he promised he wouldn't invite them back after how they treated me. I didn't want to cause a rift between Michael and his family and I wished he'd just let me deal with the issue instead of pushing it to the side like he does with everything, but what can I do... I offered to talk to Katherine, but he said no that everything would be fine.

He sat up in bed with me while I fed Prince. I was barely awake, leaning back against the headboard, but Michael's eyes were wide open and he was full of energy as usual.

"Lucky fella, you are..." he giggle lightly as he stroked Prince's tiny arm. "Tell me... Is it good son? Mommy's milk taste good to you, huh?" He reached up and cupped his tiny little head in his large hand.

"So, photographers are coming tomorrow. I'm gonna release one photo of me, you and Prince." His voice changed from that sweet high pitch tone, to his much lower regular voice. I love how he just announces things like this without even asking me. I know he's Michael Jackson and he has the power, but every now and again I'd like to be a part of the planning in our everyday life. I'll be so glad to get back to St. Louis where I have more control.

"I'm still fat and hideous. Couldn't you have given it a week or so?"

"Baby... you're beautiful no matter what." He kissed my cheek and put his arm around me. "I love my family so much. I just can't wait to share you guys with the world."

I yawned. "I can't wait to enjoy the next two hours of sleep..." Prince released his grip on my nipple and nuzzled his little face against his blanket. Michael held his hands out for me to hand him over and I did. "You're spoiling him, you know." He hadn't put him down all night and he's not going to want to sleep in his bassinette being held like that all the time.

"I can't help it..." Michael said staring at his son with a look so mesmerized. I watched them for a few moments before falling to sleep. It seemed like just seconds after I closed my eyes I was being woken up again by the sounds of Prince crying. He was laying on Michael's chest, who was now finally passed out. I think I've told him thousands of times with the girls not to sleep with them like this while they are so small. If he rolls over and throws our baby on the floor while he's asleep I'd kill him.

But they did look so cute...

By ten in the morning, we were all standing outside prepped up by Michael's stylists for Prince's first pictures. We took tons of pictures of all the children and some of just Michael and the children or just me with them and then just Michael and I together. His stylist found me a gorgeous sundress that hid my post pregnancy pooch quite well. It was a pastel purple color and Michael had on a light purple buttoned down dress shirt to match - not without a huge, shiny diamond pendant attached to it. Between stopping every other hour to feed and getting the girls to stand still for five minutes, the photo shoot took nearly all day. And then Michael even sat down for a small interview and spoke a few words on the birth of his son and the upcoming birth of his new album. Watching the interview you may not know which excited him more.

Monday May 23, 2005

6:30PM

After the one photo shoot and the interview, as Michael promised, we had a solid week of pure serenity at Neverland with just the children, he and I. He even gave Grace and Hideki the entire week off leaving only the necessary staff remaining such as the few maids and Chef Leroy. I wasn't quite up to cooking again, especially in that massive kitchen, I wouldn't even know where to begin.