Next Month April 2009
Michaela P.O.V.
These last couple of weeks my dad has been busy with his concert. He said he has to get dates together along with his dancers. Mr. Kenny Ortega helps him, I can't believe he got the guy from high school musical to help him. That has to be the coolest thing he has ever done. As far as my mom goes she's been in the studio more is what my sister says. That's why she hasn't been calling me like she promised. But it's okay, I'm used to it.
My brothers and sisters and myself go to private school now. I'm in middle school 8th grade to be exact. Paris and Prince are in middle school and Blanket is in elementary school.
When anybody picks them up or whenever they go out they wear mask. My dad doesn't make me wear a mask. I think my grandma Cissy has something to do with that.
"Maria puedes decirle a mi papá que estoy en la sala de piano?" I asked her if she could let my dad know I'm in the piano room.
"Si, si.." She said.
I went to the piano room to practiced for my recital of course I forgot to lock the door. So Paris came running in.
"Ohhhh you practicing." She yelled.
"Duh Paris. What do you want? And where is daddy?" I said to her as I stopped and looked at her.
"I'm bored and Mr. Murray put daddy to sleep." She said.
"Hey come here." She came and hugged me.
"Don't worry Mr. Murray didn't put him to sleep he just talked to daddy till he talked him to sleep." I told her.
Yeah I lied. I watched my dad's doctor inject him with something one night. But I make sure I told them a different story. My dad didn't like us in his business. So we never talked about it to him.
I took Paris to the game room where we played till it was time for dinner.
When it was time for dinner. Prince went upstairs to wake up our dad. So me and Paris went and sat at the table waiting for the chef to bring out the food.
My dad came down with Prince rubbing his eyes.
"Hey girls. Hey Blanket" He said.
"Hey daddy" Paris and Blanket said. I didn't speak, I knew this concert was taking a toll on him but he didn't have to do what he was doing.
He looked at me and I shook my head and we started eating. Paris, Prince and Blanket talked through dinner then it was time to get ready for bed. So my dad helped them and I got ready on our own.
I snuck downstairs since my dad was upstairs with Paris and Blanket, he always reads them a story before bed. I went into the kitchen to call my mom for the night.
The phone rung a few times then I heard Krissy say hello.
Michaela- hey Krissy
Krissy- hey boo, you okay.
Michaela- yeah I'm good. What you doing?
Krissy- you know I talk to my friends at night
Michaela- but on the house phone.
Krissy- you caught that uh?
Michaela- they don't call me gifted for nothing
Krissy- she's at the studio but hey I'm sure she will be right in or call you from there
Michaela- It's okay. I at least got to talk to you big sister. Look im going to bed goodnight.
Krissy- goodnight KayKayI hung up the phone and went to the kitchen for a snack. I found some cookies and made myself some milk and sat down on the barstool at the bar.
"Michaela!" My dad called me from upstairs. Naturally I didn't answer he would soon come looking throughout the house so why answer.
"Why didn't you say you are in the kitchen?" He asked.
"Cause I knew you were coming." I said not looking up.
"So the younger kids are sleep, you want to tell me whats up?" He asked. I dipped my cookie in my milk.
"I'm fine daddy." I said.
"Fine uh, you talk to your mom tonight?" He asked.
"She was in the studio, I'm going to stay up a little while longer Krissy said she may call me from the studio." I told him.
"I don't want you staying up to late okay?" He said.
"And I don't want to keep lying to my brothers and sister about Doctor Murray putting you to sleep but we all have things we don't want" I said. He came and sat next to me and put his head in his hands.
"How long have you known?" He asked.
"Since your first rehearsal. I was in your closet when I saw you guys." I said.
"I'm so sorry." He said.
"I'm don't want your apologizes daddy. I want you to say you gonna stop. I already have a part time mom. I don't need a part time dad too. I know all about drugs" I said.
"Hey hey. You will never have a part time dad and i'm not on drugs. Haven't I always been there for you." He said.
"Yeah I guess." I said.
"You guess huh. I love you and your brothers and sister Mya. I love you guys so much it hurts. And I don't want you to ever think different." He told me.
"I know you love us. But is it enough for you to stop." I got up and took the cordless phone upstairs with me to my room and went to bed. I left my dad in the kitchen by himself.
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FanfictionThis is about Whitney Houston and Michael Jackson love child... Michaela Willow Houston Jackson