One Chapter Shorts

I Rather Meet You There

Prompt: Woman who committed s*****e because her crush died.

⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️

There it rang in her mind...
Michael Jackson passed away at age 50.

"On June 25, 2009, the American singer Michael Jackson died of acute propofol and benzodiazepine intoxication at his home on North Carolwood Drive in the Holmby Hills neighborhood of Los Angeles, California."

The TV blared in her living room today's news.
"The King of Pop, can you believe it?" Tabitha said, turning to Jessica.
Tabitha was Jessica's mother. She was 67 and looked no older than 73. She didn't gracefully age or do much well but she did constantly leave an indentation in Jessica's new couch whenever she sat in it.
"Yeah..." Jessica softly responded back to her mother.
A single tear from her green eyes rolled down her face. Her face turned slightly red and she felt herself beginning to breath heavier. She tucked her light brown hair behind her ears and stormed upstairs. She was 32 and in the process of caring for her mother who was too elderly to live alone. The problem with that situation was that even tho Jessica bought out her parents' home, her mother insisted it was her house and her rules still, treating Jessica like a young girl. Jess tried reaching out to her siblings over the years but no one ever cared enough and insisted they put her mother in a home though Jess's guilt didn't allow her to.
She closed the door to her bedroom and threw herself on her queen sized bed.
Michael Jackson was her celebrity crush of sorts, except more. She had been a fan of his for years, watching every interview, everything he was ever in, listened to every song and more. Unfortunately she never got to meet him in person but she was sold on the idea that they were soulmates. She felt like she could relate to a lot about him and found amazement and beauty in his quirks and flaws. She slowly adapted his taste of music, food, mannerisms over the years of her being his fan. She remained convinced that if they ever met, she would do anything to show him that they were meant for each other.
Her mother, on the other hand, grew very grossed out over Jess's "obsession" with the singer. Believing it was a form of grooming and all. She insisted her daughter fangirled over him like a 12 year old girl should over One Direction but Jess continued with her feelings, disregarding her mother. Despite the age difference between Jessica and Michael, she felt more connected to him than ever, that was until he passed.
She glanced around her room and slowly began to cry, realizing she had not owned a single poster of his. She didn't have any merchandise or anything relating to him as she feared expressing her love for him to the public, but now she felt as if she had nothing to connect her to him anymore.
Jessica came to the impulse conclusion that if Michael was gone, then she'll never truly find love because he was her soulmate.

Without hesitation she went into the bathroom and grabbed multiple bottles of pills and began chugging them like a teenager at a fraternity party trying to prove worth.
As her vision grew hazy with how much she had consumed she looked in the mirror and muttered out a few words.
"If I can't love you in this world, I'll love you in the next. I rather meet you there than here anyways." She dropped to the floor...