AVA POV
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"Michael, I will never forgive you if you leave me!" I say.
"You can't hold my hand forever; it's already been through so much. From red to blue." Michael sighs.
I feel a contraction.
"Now it’s purple." Michael sighs.
I look at his hand which I'm squeezing. It really did look purple.
"Fine. Just don't go for too long." I whisper.
"Thank you." Michael said.
Even though he acted tired I could see his excitement.
"You can let go of my hand anytime soon." Michael said.
I let go of his hand and I cringed expecting the world to turn sideways.
Michael first kissed my forehead then my stomach. He left out the door. And I was all alone in my hospital room. I was lying on the hospital bed in my own room. I got my own room because duh, this was Michael Jackson and his wife. But I wish I had a roommate. It would have been fun to make some small talk.
A girl doctor comes in smiling at me.
"What’s to smile about?" I sigh.
"It’s a big day! You're having Michael Jackson's first born sons or daughters." She said with too much enthusiasm.
"Yeah." I say sarcastically.
"Well Mrs. Jackson. We are just going to measure your contractions." She said.
"Every 10-" I try to say.
I yelp and I grab onto the air where Michael's hand used to be.
"Minutes." I say after the contraction.
"They seem to be getting closer." She chirped.
"Who are you again?" I ask.
"Oh, sorry forgot to introduce myself. I'm Doctor Presley." She said putting out her hand.
(YES THIS IS LISA MARIE PRESLEY)
I try my best to shake it by stretching my back out. I end up just barely touching it.
"So. Where is Mr. Jackson?" She asked.
"You came too late. He already left." I say.
"Shoot." She says under her breath.
"Don't worry he left some signed posters on the desk." I say pointing to it.
She smiled at it and hurried to take them.
She kissed it a few times and hugged it to her chest. I felt like I was intruding on a private moment.
She finally notices I’m there and awkwardly puts the poster back down.
"Sorry. I just have this huge crush on him." She laughed weakly.
"It’s okay." I laugh, probably too hard.
"I hope you end up with him." I say winking.
"Oh, I will." She says confidently.
"Enemies?" I say.
"Definitely." She said.
She took my hand and shook it. We smiled at each other. We both burst out laughing. A contraction came. After it went away I was breathing really hard. Then Michael walked in.
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Deserted ( A Michael Jackson FanFiction Story)
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