Unknown Child

part 10

8 years later March 2009
Michaela P.O.V.
So i'm taking over my story. I'm sure in the beginning this was like a book but now it is all mine. Hope your okay with that you really don't have a choice.

Today is my 15th birthday. So my bestfriend Sam and I are shopping before my party that my dad is throwing for me.

"So where's you sister?" Sam asked me.

We were walking through the mall.

"Told her the best birthday present would be for her to let me go shopping alone."I told her.

"And she bought that." She asked.

"Over course not I gave her 20 dollars." We laughed.

"You know you are the only celebrity kid that shops at the mall." Sam said.

"I'm the only celebrity kid that is not known to be a celebrity kid. You're the only person that knows." I told her.

"And I've been meaning to ask you why is that?" She asked.

"A stupid decision they made when I was born we went over this." I told her. Sam is my bestfriend she know everything my life and I know everything hers.

"I know but I guess the more educated question is why do you continue this trickery. I know and you know that you hate it. You said so yourself. You said that when you turned 15 you would finally tell them your thoughts." We sat down at the food court.

"I know and I will." I said.

"When before or after this silly birthday party filled with family." She said.

I exhaled Sam was right. We've know each other since 1st grade. And when the therapist I had to go to at school couldn't get through to me Sam could. We came up with this plan that when I turn 15 I would open up to my parents and tell them im tired of being their closet child. Tired of having to go first and wait a day for them to tag along.

I'm sure you're wondering what's going on in my life since we left off. I live with my dad, sometimes, he moved us out of Neverland after his public trial. I'm still that polite, smart, musically inclined child that my parents had.

If you haven't already figured out I'm still out of public eye. I hate it too, everyone knows about all my siblings but me. It didn't use to bother me, my daddy kept me busy. Piano lessons, singing lessons, ballet, everything him and my mom could think of.

I sure you are wondering if my mother and I are close. We are okay, she left uncle Bobby 2 years ago. She said they weren't clicking anymore. I know all about what happened, the drugs, the forgetting you have a daughter that sort of thing.

Bobbi Kristina or Krissy as I call her is with my mom. We are close, like super close. She said our mother is jealous of our closeness. She always been pro-me doing anything I want to do. She is my biggest cheerleader and I am hers too. She lives with our mother. She said once I give her a chance she could be in our bestfriends club.

Then there's my 2 brothers and 1 sister from my daddy. They are my like the 3 musketeers, Paris looks up to me. Blanket is like my little baby, I love my baby brother. Then Prince is a true Prince he thinks he is my protector.

"My dad's calling me." I told her. I answered the phone.

"Hey daddy." I answered.

"Where are you kiddo?" He asked.

"AT the mall with Sam and her mom"

"Are you leaving soon?" He asked.

"Yes daddy. I am."