Don't Walk Away (Michael Jackson Fan Fiction)

Father-Daughter Bonding (Part 1)

(Michael's p.o.v.)

I had just gotten comfy in bed. I hope Precious finds that paper. I put a note in her pocket with my phone number on it. I knew if I gave it to her infront of Tanya, she woukd just take it from her and burn it. I hope she finds it. I need to see her again.

(Precious p.o.v.)

I stormed out of the house and went to Lyric's house across the hall from us. "Girl what happened?" She asked worriedly. "Nothing. Can I stay the night here?" "Umm, sure." I followed her to her room. She didn't bother telling her mom because we do this almost everyday.

We were silent, then one of daddy's song came on the radio. She turnt it up. I think it was "Smile". Well that's hard to do right now so that 's out of the question. Just then, her brother just barged in the room with only his boxers on. He blushed and walked out.

"What was that all about?" I asked. "He likes you." She said winking at me. I smiled and shook my head. I got my phone out to check my Facebook but felt a peice of paper in my pocket. I pulled it out. It had numbers on it. It had "Daddy's #" on it. I didn't hesitate to call.

I dialed the number. After 3 rings, he picked up. "Dad?" "Precious, I thought you'd never get this." "Daddy let's talk about this later. Can I come live with you?" "Umm, are you sure?" "I'm sure. Mommy and I kinda got into a fight."

"Umm, okay. I'll be there in 2 hours." "Okay." I hung up and looked at Lyric. She was just staring at me. "What?" "So you're gonna leave me here?" "You'll have Bryanna." "That ain't the point." "You can visit." "Whatever."

*3 hours later*

Daddy hasn't came yet so I sat o the steps and waited. A few minutes passed and he finally came. "Hey, sorry I'm late." He said hugging me. "It's okay." I got up and went to my front door. The door was locked. Obviously she didn't give a dumb schmuck about me. I got a bobby-pin from my hair and twisted the lock so I could get in.

I walked in and saw her on the couch eating patatoe chips. She looked at me then at daddy. "How dare you bring that rapist into my home?" She said. "Tanya, I thought we talked about this." He said. "Well you thought wrong." "Whatever daddy. Let's just get my stuff and go home."

"Home? Sister, this is your home." "Havn't you heard? I'm moving in with my daddy. Where he won't be so strict about the rules. Where he will actually spend time with me. Where he will put up with my mess....and won't walk away."

A tear fell from her eyes. "If you are that unhappy, I will gladly pack up your bags." I rolled my eyes and grabbed daddy's hand and led him to my room. He blushed when he saw all the posters of him. He helped me pack up my items and within 30 minutes, we were ready to go.

I walked to my front door. I looked back at my mom who was now puffing on a cigar. I've never recalled her saying "I love you" to me. "Mommy all you have to say is I love you." I waited for 5 minutes. "Bye mom." As I was exiting, she stopped me.

"Precious. If you walk out that door, you will never come back." She said not looking at me. I walked right out that door, HOPING that I wouldn't come back.

Daddy helped me put my stuff in the car and we were on our way to Neverland. We passed alot of trees and we were finally there. Daddy told one of the gaurds to get my bags and he showed me around the house. He had a game room, 5 guest rooms, 2 living rooms and 2 kitchens. He even had an indoor pool!

He had a petting zoo, and an amusement park too. I'm glad I chose to stay here. "Well Princess, that's everything." "You didn't show me everything." "What?" "My room." His eyes got wide. "Oh, yea almost forgot. I've been waiting for this moment ever since you were born."

He held my hand and took me to a room with double doors. They had my initials on them. P.J. He opened the door and there was a room full of my favorite color. Purple. There were also posters of him, James Brown, Prince, and The Beatles. It was beautiful.

He looked at me and smiled. "I knew you would like it." I giggled. "But how'd you know my favorite color was purple?" He sighed. "Before your mom hated me, she would send me pictures of you and you were always wearing purple." I nodded.

"Well you know where my bedroom is. Just call my name and I'll be there." He said singing the last parts. I giggled as he walked out. I got my phone and video phoned Lyric and Bryanna so we were on a three-way video chat. Bryanna gasped when she saw my surroundings.

"Girl, somebody pimped yo' room." I laughed. "No she didn't stupid. She's living with the King of Pop. A.K.A her dad." Lyric said. "Oh. I knew that." "Hey, you guys. Why don't you come visit for a week? School did just let out." I said on a matter of fact tone.

They nodded. I heard someone clear their throat. I looked up. "Precious lunch is ready." I nodded. "Guys I'll get back to you later." "Wait what about visiting hours?" "Go ahead, come." I said exiting the call. I looked at dad and smiled.

He held his hand out for me to take it. I grabbed his had and we went downstairs where two plates of spaghetti, garlic bread and salad was waiting. "My favorite." I said excited. "Mine too." He pulled out my chair and I sat down.

I giggled and started eating. When we finished, I put my plate in the sink and started to wash it but daddy grabbed my hand. "Don't worry about it. We have maids that will do it." I smiled and we went to the petting zoo.

He showed me a monkey. His name was Bubbles. He was so cute. Even cuter than daddy. I know, I know it's wrong to check out your dad. Give me time. I'm still getting used to it. I petted hus head. He handed me a bannana. I laughed and took it. He smiled and gave me a hug.

Such a cute little monkey. Daddy and I went back to the main house. We watched Peter Pan in his room as I ate the bannana that Bubbles gave me. After awhile, someone rung the doorbell. I hopped up and went to the front. I looked out the peephole and opened the door.

As soon as I opened the door, Bryanna tackled me. "Where is he?" "Calm down he's in the living room."

She ran in the living room. I looked at Lyric. Her arms were crossed and she looked mad. "What's wrong? It's hard to be grumpy and mad at the same time."

"Bryanna called dibs on Michael Jackson." I laughed and grabbed her bag. "Don't worry about it. She's 14 and he's like 33." She giggled. I heard him call my name so I went to the living room. Bryanna was smiling at my dad like a creepy pervert while rubbing his chest. I didn't think he'd minded because he didn't say anything.

Plus he should be used to young girls flirting with him. He ordered me to show where my bestfriends would be staying. Lyric and I had to ply Bryanna off of my dad. Bryanna pouted and followed us up the stairs. I giggled and showed them each their rooms.

I went back downstairs and saw daddy drinking milk out of the jug. I laughed and took it from him. "Hey, what was that for?" He said laughing. "Ever heard of cups?" "You're right. I'll be right back." He dashed to the kitchen and came back with 2 cups.

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