My Fake Marrige To Michael Jackson

Ugh!

Yn Pov
It was 4 in the morning and I had to get up to throw up! Again!

Me- *Runs to the bathroom*

Michael- *Rubs eyes* Yn? You ok? *Hears you throwing up and runs in the bathroom*

Me-*Throwing up*

Michael- *Holds your hair and pats your back*

Me-*Finishes and starts crying*

Michael- What's wrong?

Me- I'm so tired of having morning sickness *sobs* and my boobs hurt!

Michael- *Chuckles* It's gonna be all worth it later. Trust me.

Me- Easy for you to say! You don't have to go threw this. *cries*

Michael- I'm sorry. *Hugs you*

Me- *Hugs back* Hey Mike?

Michael- Yes?

Me- You mind going out to the freezer outside and getting me some strawberry ice cream?

Michael- *Chuckles* It's 4 in the morning Yn.

Me-*whines* but me and the baby wants some.

Michael- Ok ok. *stands up and slips on slippers*

When Mike went to the freezer I walked downstairs and turnt on "Little Bill" and just sat and wait.

Me- *Laughs* AHAA! Really little bill? Like seriously. *Chuckles*

Michael- *Comes through the door* Here's you strawberry.

Me- Ok *Bounces up* Mike..

Michael- Yes?

Me- Can you reach the bowls?

Michael- Sure thing. *Grabs 2 bowels*

Michael just got plan old strawberry ice cream but I put pickles in first than peanut butter then strawberry ice cream then some caramel with wipe cream and m&m's.

Michael- Ewwww.

Me- You did this to me. *puts a spoon full in your mouth*

Michael- If I have to see you eat that stuff I would never do it again.

Me- Whatever. It's not gonna happen anyways since we split in a year. *Grabs bowel and walks to the living room*

Michael-* Follows you* Do you think after the split im gonna bail on you?

Me- *Looking at tv* ......No

Michael- Then what are you thinking?

Me-.......I don't wanna talk or think about it.

Michael- Ok...*walks upstairs*

Michael Pov
When I walked upstairs I called Oprah to make Yn an appointment with her because I know she'll get the truth out of her.

**Phone Convo**

Oprah- Hello? *Says sleepily*

Me- Um hi Oprah.

Oprah- Oh hey Mike. Why are you calling me so early?

Me- I need to make an appointment for Yn tomorrow. She's needs someone to talk to. I just want you guys just to sit and talk. Kinda like what you did for Rihanna when she was going through things. Just a camera crew, you, Yn, and a couch or something.

Oprah- Ok. I'll gladly help.

Me- Thank you I'll let her know. Goodbye.

Oprah- Bye bye Michael.

When I was walking downstairs to tell Yn about her interview she was peaceful sleeping. So I picked her up and carried her to bed.

Me-*Puts her in and gets in*

Yn- *Cuddles up to me* Night Mike.

Me- Night Yn..*Kisses her forehead*