Jasmine
( 2 years later.)
My cell rang. Almost begging me to pick up. Paul stirred next to me and told me to answer it. I looked at the clock. It read 2:15 pm. Why are me and Paul still asleep? It was a pretty wild night, I must admit.
"Jasmine! Get to the hospital!" My mother frantic voice came from the other end.
"Why, Mommy. What happened?"
"Your father isn't waking up." My mother hung up.
I jumped up almost immediately and went to my wardrobe. I threw on a pair of sweats and a t shirt. Paul followed my lead.
Downstairs, I flew past the nanny and kids and ran to my car. Paul kept on my heels. I jumped in my car with me and we sped to the hospital.
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Whitney POV
"I'm sorry." The doctor came out the room.
I heard a scream behind me and felt someone grab my arm. Silent tears fell from my eyes. I turned around and made eye contact with Jasmine.
"Daddy!" She sobbed.
I went into Michael room and closed the door behind me. His body was concealed with a blanket but his face was still his face. Maybe too pale and cold but still his face.
"This has been some journey, huh." I gave a false smile. "All the yelling and screaming and crying. They were worth it. I just want you to know something Michael Jackson. I love you and will always love you. You kept me sane when I felt the world crashing, you kept a smile on my face when I was down, you lifted me up when needed. And for that, I thank you. I love you so much, baby. But I know you'll watch over us. It's just gonna be hard walking out of this hospital without you. Say hi to Brandon for me."
I walked out the hospital room.
The family was holding each other, sobbing. I looked at each one of them and walked past them to the Elevator.
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Michael POV
I looked at my lifeless body on the bed. It looked so hollow and cold. I had the urge to just jump into it and it'll spring up and run to my family.
An old man came into my line of vision. He had massive wrinkles and slicked back grey and black hair. A woman was behind him. She had short black hair and green eyes.
"Am I...." I trailed off.
"Dead?" The old man asked. "Yes. I am the horseman Death and this is my reaper, Tete."
He said it as this was a fun occasion.
"Why? Why did I have to go?"
"We saw what you were doing to yourself."
I tried to walk out but I could not get past or even touch the door.
"Your a spirit now. They can't see or hear you."
"Come on Michael. It's time." Tete said.
"Can you take me to my wife? Just for a finale goodbye."
Death snapped his fingers and we were at Neverland. Whitney had just come through the door and I began to sing I will always love you to her. When I was finished, I turned to Tete.
"I'm ready." I said.
Tete took my arm and walked me to the living room.
"I'll tell you what, I'll let you come back every so often to check up on your family." She told me.
"Really?" I was hopeful.
"Yes. Every six months, knock twice on the golden gates and I'll come get you. You'd only get six minutes to check on every body. Deal?"
"Deal."I said.
I closed my eyes and was suddenly in the clouds.
- And I wish you joy , and happiness
- So sad .... So damn sad ....
- I didn't create the YouTube video .
- I actually did cry writing this .
- ChunkyMonkey
