✨Celestial✨(a Michael Jackson fanfiction)

✧Celestial✧Chapter 1

            Hayvenhurst, July 8th 1983

                      Michael's pov
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I stare at my reflection through the mirror in disgust. Tears roll down my cheeks as I observe the discoloration and white blotches covering my large hands. "Why?..." is all I can say why me? what are people going to think of me? Even worse what are they going to say when they see my skin?

I feel a sharp pain shoot through my chest and I fall too my knees. Tears are now streaming down my face and my body feels heavy, almost like my bones are made out of osmium. I can't move I'm stuck on the floor, curled up in a ball with a puddle of salty tears next to me. My hands are shaking and I can't bring myself to face my own reflection. Soon enough I pick myself off the floor and I look up at myself. I tell myself to stay strong then I turn on the faucet and wash my dirty face with ice cold water, I grab a fluffy white cloth and dry the water droplets off my face.

I walk out of my bathroom and try to gain back my composer and I put a fake smile on my face. As I walk down the stairs and the smell of my mother's delicious cooking fills the air. "Whatcha cooking Mother? it smells delicious" I question while  sniffing the air with my hands behind my back. "Oh, hello Michael! We're having chicken, corn bread, green beans and uhh...oh! Mash potatoes!"
mother gives me a warm smile, I love my mother dearly she really brightens up my day...usually. "wow! That sounds yummy" I smile then I spot Janet running too my while a sly smile creeps up on her face. "Applehead! I haven't seen you in forever!" She jumps up and down excitedly "dunk! It's so nice to see you" my eyes brighten up as I see my little sister so happy to see me.

Later that day...

Soon all of my brothers... including Jermaine come home to
Hayvenhurst and we all gather around the table to share a meal together. "Sooo... Mike have any girls spiked up your interest...any hot ones?" Jermaine says with a smirk sitting on his face, my face burns red with embarrassment. "Hmm not yet...I  uh haven't really had an eye for some girl's I don't have time for them" I start to pick at my chicken with a fork nervously looking down avoiding any type of eye contact. As we chat back and forth with each other I notice Latoya looking back in a panic. All of us realize that Joseph just walked through the front door. All of our smiles turned into frowns except mine cause most of the time I had a blank expression on my face. But now I just froze cause Joseph wasn't supposed to be home today. "I'm back" Joseph walks into the kitchen slowly
for some unknown reason he has an odd smirk on his face like he's done something wrong. "What's for dinner Katherine?" Joseph murmurs in a rude tone "chicken, cornbread, green beans, and mashed potatoes" she smiles, I can tell it's a fake smile though. I pick up a piece of corn bread and take small bites out of it.

"Thank you mother for dinner!" I walk up to her and give her a warm hug. "You're welcome dear..." I pull back from her welcoming embrace and she grabs my hand, I look up at her with a sad face. "What's wrong Michael? You know you can tell me anything?" I nod "nothing's wrong mother..." I say with a fake reassuring smile "oh I know sometimes wrong dear, you are my son I raised you" I nod again and panic rushes throughout my body. "I uhh..." I take a deep breath and I raise my hands up so she can see them. "Oh Michael...you know that this disease comes from your fathers side of the family" she rubs her thumb over the Vitaligo spots covering my left hand. "I know mother... but what's the press and the media going to think about this! I look like a spotted cow!" A single tear runs down my cheek. "Michael... dear don't worry about what the media says you're unique, amazing, beautiful and most important you have a heart of gold." I become speechless as I listen to my mother's comforting words, I've really been needing this comfort and reassurance. Not just the jealous space invading people who make fun of my appearance. "Your looks don't matter it's your kind heart, I'm proud of you son. You're the only one who goes out of your way to help others" she let's go of my hand and kisses my forehead "like I said I'm proud of you".

I wipe away my tears and a warm smile appears on my face "thank you mother, I love you so much I'm gonna go to bed" I hug her one last time. "Okay dear I hope you have a good night sleep" I nod and walk up the stairs, I open my door then close it with a sigh.

I sit on the edge of my king sized bed thinking to myself while nodding to a beat playing in the back of my mind ~Liberian girl~. I lay back on my bed trying to get just an ounce of sleep but I can't  bear with the thought that my skin is developing white spots. This thought is stressing me out too much, to the point of no descent sleep so I sluggishly lift myself of my soft bed. You know what? I'm gonna take a walk, that's a great idea. I peal off my red pj's only leaving me in my boxers. I walk over to my dirty laundry which is actually laying on the floor and I pull out my previous outfit that I wore earlier today, a pair of blue jeans and a red Mickey mouse sweater. I put it on my clothes and tip toe down the stairs trying my best not to wake anyone up.

I finally manage to walk out of my family's house without a disguise cause I'm too distracted by the stars. I admire the stars, they shine so bright they are so beautiful I'm like a star not just music wise. Each star shines so bright even in the darkest nights stars may seem so amazing but they're burning on the inside and on the outside but people just don't seem to notice they only see the beautiful light. Just like me they get fooled by my bright smiles that hide away my true feelings, but children bring out my true happiness. As I walk down the dark streets I'm so distracted by the stars that I don't even notice that I'm about to walk into someone... someone who is going to change my life.

anyways! What's your thoughts on my first chapter? 😁