Michael Jackson X Reader

Tragedy

As promised, here is another chapter. Again, thank you for over 10k views. Let's get right into it.

Your POV

You woke up one beautiful day in October. You sat up and stretched. You got out of bed and took a shower. You got ready for the day. You went downstairs to the kitchen. You cooked some breakfast. Michael came out of the bedroom. He was holding Melody. Melody was crying. "Goodmorning." Michael kissed your cheek. "Good morning Michael." "That's smells good." "It's almost ready." Michael got Melody some milk. He gave Melody some milk. He put her in her bassinet. You and Michael ate breakfast. You and Michael brushed your teeth. The doorbell rang. Michael answered the door. "Hi mom." "Hi Michael." "Hi momma K." "Hi (y/n)." You kissed Melody on the cheek. "I love you. I have to go to work and then I'll be back. Bye." You gave her to Michael. "I love you Melody. I'll be back after work. I promise." He kissed Melody's forehead. He gave her to his mother. "Bye momma K. Bye Michael." You kissed Michael. "Bye (y/n). Bye mom." "Bye you two." You got in your car and drove to work. You got to work and went inside. You saw your mother. "Hi mom." "Hi (y/n)." Just then Becky came in. "Hi you two." "Hi Becky." You and your mom said. "Becky how is Jr. and your husband?" "They are doing great mom." "Has Tobey been able to move his legs." "No." "How is Michael and Melody?" "Mom they are doing just fine." You started working. You posed for the camera. Work came to an end. You went home. "Hi momma K." "Hey. The baby is sleeping." "Thank you." "See you tomorrow." "See you." You went into the nursery. Sure enough Melody was sleeping peacefully. You decided to take a bath to help you relax after the long day you had. You filled the tub with soap and water and got in. After awhile the doorbell rang. "I wonder who that could be. Whoever it is, security will probably answer it." You said to yourself. You heard someone walking up the stairs. After awhile the bathroom door opened. It was your ex boyfriend Max. Luckily, the soapy water covered your body. "How did you find me?" "Your mother gave me your address after I told her that I was a close friend." "What are you doing here Max?" "I'm crazy about you. Now, why don't you get out of the tub and come with me to the bedroom." "No. I don't love you. Now get out!" "I don't think you understand. We can do this the easy way or the hard way. This your last chance. Come with me to the bedroom-" "I said no. Get out!" "Okay." Max left out of the bathroom. After a few minutes later he came back with a radio. He plugged it up. "What are you doing?" "It doesn't matter. I gave you chance. Whatever happens after this point is all your fault. He turned the radio on and held it inches from the tub. "NO PLEASE!!!" He dropped the radio. Pain went all through your body and then you passed out.

Michael's POV

The day started off like any other day. I went to work. I worked on a song for my new album, trying to make the song perfect. Soon it was time to go. My limo driver was waiting for me. I got in the limo and went home. I went inside the house. "(Y/n) I'm home!" I got no response. (Y/n) was not in the living room. I looked around the house until I found her in the bathroom. "There you are." I saw (y/n)'s security on the ground with blood on them. "We heard (y/n) yell. We ran up here and we tried to stop him, but we couldn't. He had a knife." "What are you talking about." That's when I saw the radio in the tub. My heart sank. Tears fell down my cheeks. I called 911. "911 what's the emergency?" "There are several wounded people and my wife has been electrocuted. A radio fell into the bathtub that she was in." "Okay. The paramedics are on the way. Stay with me until they get here." "Okay." I said through tears. A few minutes later the paramedics came and took the security and (y/n) to the hospital. "They're here." "Okay. Have a good day." "You too." I hung up the phone. I went to look for Melody. I couldn't find her. I dialed 911 again. "911 what's the emergency?" "I need the police. My baby is missing." I said through tears. "The police are on their way. Please stay with me until they get there." "Okay." After awhile the police came. "They're here." "Okay. Have a good day." "You too bye." I hung up the phone. "Hello. Can you tell us what happen?" "I don't know." I said through even more tears. "Sir, calm down. Take deep breaths." I took deep breaths. "Do you want to sit down?" We all sat down on the couch. "Now what happened?" "I looked for my baby, but I can't find her." "How old is she?" "She's three months." The officer reached in his pocket. He pulled out a photograph and showed it to me. The photo was of my baby with a busted head and a wound in her chest. I started crying again. "What happened to her?" "She was thrown out of a moving vehicle and the wound in her chest is a stab wound. We already arrested the man who did this and taken the baby to the hospital." "Thank you." I went to my security that was not injured. "Who did you let in here?" "Some guy named Max." I went back over to the police officers. "Was it a guy name Max?" "Yes. I hope everything works out Sir." "Thank you." The police officers left. "Security and driver take me to the hospital please." I got in the limo. I rode to the hospital. I went in the hospital. "Is anyone here for Melody Jackson?" I went up to the doctor. "I am. How is she?" "We are doing all we can for her. The truth is that will take a miracle for that baby to survive. "Are you telling me that my little girl is going to die?" "Most likely, but we are doing our best to try to save her." "When can I see her?" "She's still with the doctor right now. I gotta get back to her. While you are here, she needs some extra blood." "Okay." "Come with me." I followed the doctor. They drew blood. "Now we have to see if it's a match." Eventually, the doctor came back. "It was a match. Now we just need a little bit more. They drew more blood from me. Then we all walked out of the room. I had been holding back tears for my baby.
I ran into the bathroom. I went in a stall and locked it. I cried harder than I ever cried before. I dried my face. I left the bathroom. "Is anyone here for (y/n) Jackson?" "I am." "Well, she's unconscious, but we think she is going to make a full recovery." "Really?" "Yeah. She's doing great." "Can I see her?" "Of course. Right this way." I followed the doctor. I went into (y/n)'s room. I went to the bedside. I held her hand. "I'm so sorry this happened to you, but the doctor said that you're going to be okay." I sat down in the chair. I fell asleep. I woke up to the sun shining. (Y/n) was still unconscious. My mother walked into the room. "Michael you had me worried about you." "Mom how did you know I was here?" "Well, I went over to your house to babysit, but you all weren't there and some of your security was injured and stuff, so I asked them about where you were. They told me the hospital. I rushed right over. Are you okay." "Physically I'm okay." "What happened?" "Apparently, (y/n)'s ex boyfriend got in the house and dropped the plugged in radio in the tub where (y/n) was. Then he took Melody and stabbed her and threw her out of a moving vehicle." "Michael, I'm sorry to hear that. Are they going to be okay?" "The doctors said that (y/n) will be just fine, but it will take a miracle for the baby to survive." I started crying again. My mother hugged me. "Michael, like I told you before. Miracles do happen. Remember, when you had went on tour and (y/n) had disappeared?" "Yes." "She showed up didn't she." "Yes." "Michael, I know how you feel. I lost my baby." "I know, Marlon's twin." My mother stayed with me all day and tried her best to comfort me. "I'm going to go now. Let me know if you need anything." "Okay." I cried myself to sleep. The next morning I woke up. I looked at (y/n). She started moving. She opened her eyes. "(Y/n)!" "Michael!"