Best Daddy Ever ~ MJ Fanfic ||Under Editing||

part 17

MJ's P.O.V:

Lately, Emma has been acting weird, I mean, not like herself, and I'm worried about her. She is acting more distant from me, and doesn't eat a lot, and I'm worried.

"Sup dad? " Emma asked as she walked into the living room. Well I should've thought about billion dollars.

"Nothin. How ya doin? "

"Fine. " Are you sure?

"What are you doing? "

"I was watching Child's Play but then I came downstairs to eat and now I finished watching it and I came here right now to make sure that we don't have a 'good guy' dool in our house. "

"Oh. Ok. "

"Kay, I'm off to bed, I'm exhausted. "

"G'night sweetheart. Want me to come tuck you in? " Please say yes.

"Ummmm ok. " Yessssssssss.

After that I went to tuck Emma in. When we entered her room I saw that it was pretty messy. Well that's Emma. Then, as soon as her head hit her pillow she was out like a light. Afterwards, I covered her with some blankets, kissed her forehead, tured off the light and left her room.

After that, I went into my bedroom. I was pretty bored, and I wasn't tired, so I decided to watch a movie. I ended up watching Peter Pan.

When I finished watching Peter Pan, my eye-lids became heavy, and I started to feel sleepy.

*Dream*

"Mr Jackson, I'm sorry to inform you, but your daughter is dead. "

"What! Emma, NO! "

*End of dream*

I woke up, and I was sweating. Oh my goodness thank god it was only a dream. But why would I dream about such a thing? That thought interrupted me. Soon, a thought hitted me. I have rehearsals today. Crap. I looked at the clock on the wall. 7:23. Wow. Earlier then usual.

I got out of bed, and went towards my private bathroom. I brushed my teeth and washed my face. After that I had a quick shower. After my shower I put on some casual clothes and went out of my room. When I walked through the hallway near Emma's room, curiosity got the best of me and I opened the door, just a small crack, so I could see what's up.

When I looked inside, I saw her, looking through stuff on her phone, sniffling, and every once in a while mumbling something to herself.

My heart LITERALLY broke. It hurted me to see my little angel like this.

Then I knocked on the door and poked my head inside. "Emma, are you hungry? Cause since I woke up early we've got some spare time so I can cook. You wanna? "

"Ok, sure dad, I'll come downstairs in a bit. "

"Kk. "

A few minutes after I had gotten downstairs, Emma came wearing a short jeans and some shirt.

"Sooooo. What do we have for breakfast? "

"Whatever you want, ma lady, your wish is my command! " I said faking a british accent. She giggled a bit.

"I would like some pancakes and waffles. "

"Someone's hungry... " And I'm happy about it.

"Well, maybe... " She said laughing. "Ok ok you got me! " She laughed while putting her hands up in surrender. After that we went to rehearsals.