That Desire In His Eyes (Michael Jackson's Beginning)

Chapter 1: For the sixth time (Inside Look)

Its 1958 and I feel like a pro at this. There are six other pregnant women in the same room as me. Im in so much pain I cant even think. All I can hear is the sound of moans and crys from the other women. My mother (Martha) is also with me, so I dont feel completely alone in this. I looked at her like I was on my death bed, squeezing her hand, not so tight, but enough to comfort me.

"Oh girl" My mother said as she looked at me with a smile that said 'Stop complaining'.

I felt another contraction and tried to hold in my scream, but it didnt work, because by the time the nurse came over, I was sounding like someone had just ripped my eye balls out.

"Just take deep breaths" My mother told me. I felt tears and sweat running down my face and I guess my mother seen it. She reached in her purse and grabbed her handkercheif out, stood up so that her eyes met mine and gently dabbed my forehead. I looked at her, my eyes exhausted and about ready to give out.

"My child, use birth control. When I meant I wanted some grand babies, I didnt mean one every year". She said trying to cheer me up, but it didnt work so good, but since I love her I smiled anyway. I was inturrupted by another contraction. But this time, it was the worst of them all. I yelled and arched my back as though I was already giving birth. The nurse was writting on her clip board when she noticed me. Then another nurse came in, which just so happens to be my good friend, Haddie Simbers. She checked my heart rate then looked at me then at my mother.

"Its time" Haddie said setting some papers down and putting on some gloves and her mask the covers her mouth and nose.

"Ready to have a baby" My mother held my hand and comforted me. I could feel it coming. Everything was coming at me at once. My mother telling me to breath, the nurse telling me to push, then I looked over at another girl, who looked about 20 or so, was starring at me, delivering a baby, too. And ontop of everything I was having a baby, which I didn't even know was a girl or boy. Another thing that occurred to me was 'What are my children and Joseph doing'. I could feel a small head slide out, and with all my might I pushed. I knew it was my Q, because the first nurse had a look. Right now, I don't even care, just get it out, I am in the worst possible pain right now. I'm way past yelling and ripping my throat out, but for a second I realized that it was over, the pain was gone...well most of it just eased away.

"You did it" My mother said and put her hand on my arm. I smiled in relief and couldn't wait to see my baby.

"Kattie, you have a beautiful baby boy" Haddie said as she wrapped the boy. All I thought was 'All these boys'.

"He's very healthy and nothing seems to be wrong with him" She said as she placed him in my arms.

"Now what are we gonna name him?" My mother asked playing with his little hands. He made alittle fussy sound, so I bounched him lightly.

My mother stood up and thought. "Ronald?" She asked with a confused look yet highly empty with ideas.

"Noo" I laughed out

"Donald?" she looked up and raised her eye brows as if that were the best suggestion that ran cross her mind.

"No mama, I don't want Donald" I laughed again. His tiny little eyes opened. I looked straight through them. There was just something magical in those big brown eye's that I couldn't help but never look away.

"Oh" She started then paused "How about....Michael?" Her voice got gentle and her eyes turned into a sparkling ocean and her smile so comforting, for I knew that was the perfect name, and no other would compare to it.

I looked to the ceilling, thanking God for this miracal, then I looked down to the little baby boy wrapped so perfectly in a blue blanket and said so gently, holding his hand "Welcome to the world...Michael" "Michael Joe jackson" I felt my mother glance at me and at Michael, then sat down.

"Raise him well, my child, he's a keeper" She held my hand, not taking her eyes off him. I looked at her and smiled with little effort but could tell she believed in me, "Yes, mama" She looked from the corner of her eye's to me and simply smiled.

Michael whined "Oh aren't you precious" My mother said playfully while squeezing his cheek. He suddenly giggled and she grabbed both his cheeks. "Yes you are precious. Cuter than a June bug, yes you are" I laughed than rested my head on my pillow. Slowly I drifted my eye's and relaxed to the sound of my mother's voice, and the laughter of Michael, who was being tickled now. I was exhausted and finally just drifted to my dreams.

*_* (A:N, Boom! First chapter signed, sealed, and delievered. Lol. Okay well first before you get mixed up, yes I took some scenes from 'The Jacksons: An American Dream' no I did not give them credit. Katties friend, Haddie, I just made up. Okay now that's out the way this was just an inside look of the story. I had so much fun writing it, I tried being in katherine's shoes through out the entire thing, tried feeling her pain, relief, and gladness, and I'm pretty proud with the results. Um...so yeah, pretty much it, sums up, and posted. Welp, hope you liked and um, um, gosh I really don't have anything else to say...oh yeah

VoTe, CoMmEnT, and LoVe Michael Jackson ♥♪♥♪

Yours truely, MissCena

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