Final part of my Michael fan fiction. *WARNING: This part will have an emotional trigger for some people,so if you do not wish to read this last part,then please click off.*
June 25th, 2009 was another day at my office. An extreme work load as usual, but not working at that point with any celebrities. I get a text on my phone from my husband saying, “Turn on the TV.” I followed his instructions and the first thing I saw was a headline: MICHAEL JACKSON HOSPITALIZED. I
Part three of my Michael fan fiction.
I hadn’t realized I would be asleep for so long, because once I had fallen asleep, it was already 7 pm at night! Fortunately, the dancers staying in the room with me said that Michael hadn’t left his room all day. Dale and Derrick confirmed this, so I was completely relieved. Dale had actually told me, “To be perfectly honest, this is the best downtime in this chaos. Today and tomorrow will be a breeze, but the 25th will be psychotic.”
Part two of my Michael fan fiction.
I dialed the number written on there and a man with a deep voice answered. "Hello?" the man asked. "O-oh. I'm sorry I must have the wrong number." "Whose this?" the man asked. "This is Jesse Fontana." "Oh, Jesse!" the man said in shock. "I'm so sorry, it's Michael. I sometimes have a deeper voice." "Oh okay. Wow you scared me for a second." I responded. Michael giggled
This is my first Michael fan fiction I've written. I began it about eight months ago during school,then I went away and stopped writing. It's been an on-and-off process,but I finally finished it earlier. It was supposed to be a lot longer than ten chapters,but I decided that it'd be best to finally wrap it up quicker than I intended,because it turned into rambling quickly. Hope you all enjoy.
It is July of 1992.I just graduated from UCLA with a major in business
After June 25th when I removed myself from all things MJ and the fandom, I saw tasks as tasks, days as days, and nights as nights. The richness of creativity and inspiration – although I cannot deny - it was THERE, and I DID experience it without MJ in my life, but it was dulled somehow. My internal self was really just going through the motions and we became separated in a way.
On the tennis court today when I decided to suspend not only my belief in any USEFULNESS of bringing back