❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 || 𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 /𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹 /❥•

♥Stressed Out(Dangerous Era)♥

You throw a bunch of papers on the floor and groan in frustration. Your exams are in two weeks and you still don't understand anything that's being taught.

You're twenty and married to Michael Jackson but you'd decided to pursue your dream to be a psychologist.

"Princess?" Michael peeps through the door to the study. "You okay?"

"Yeah," you groan. "Just great," you mutter.

"What's wrong?" he asks knowingly as he makes his way toward you.

"I can't understand anything the professor says! I'm going to fail these exams, honestly!" you fuss.

"Hey," Michael comes up behind you, wrapping his arms firmly around your waist. "Relax," he whispers lovingly in your ear.

You sigh in defeat and turn around to face him. "You're right," you inhale sharply as you feel stomach begin to tighten. 

"Hey hey hey," Michael says carefully, supporting your frame as you lose composure. "What's happening?" he prods.

"I-" you faint in his arms as he struggles to keep you from falling. 

"Carol!" Michael calls as he lifts you up bridal style and everything fades into darkness.

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Your eyes flutter open and you take in your environment. You're laying on you and Michael's bed, covered in a thick blanket. You notice a tall, thin woman at the foot of the bed taking notes in her notepad. 

Where's Michael? What happened?

"Mrs. Jackson! You're awake," the woman smiles politely. "I'm Dr. Hudson; Layla Hudson," she introduces.

"Oh," you acknowledge weakly. "What happened?" you frown slightly.

"Ah," Dr. Hudson chuckles. "You fainted," 

"Oh," you look around the room. "Where's Michael?" you sigh as you attempt to sit up.

"He just went downstairs to get some water, he'll be back any minute now," she smiles.

"Is there anything wrong with me? Why did I suddenly faint?" you ask out curiously.

"Why Mrs. Jackson...fainting is quite normal," she reasons with a wide smile.

"Yes but...I've never fainted before. I'd like to know why it happened today," you say politely.

Mrs. Hudson giggles lightly before continuing. "I don't know if I should say because Mr. Jackson isn't aware yet either,"

Your expression transforms into a frown and you stare at her intently. "What do you mean?"

"Well Mrs. Jackson....you need to take extra care of yourself from now on okay?" she stresses, "You have iron deficiency....you need more iron in your body; it's extremely vital," she continues.

"Oh," you shrug. "That's all?" you try to hide your annoyance.

"No," she smiles. "Congratulations Mrs. Jackson," she says as she walks over to you. "You're going to be a mother," she smiles widely.

"She's going to what?" 

You both look toward the door to see a shocked looking Michael holding up a jar of water.

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"Remember Mrs. Jackson, take foods with a lot of iron okay?" Dr. Hudson says one last time before exiting the bedroom.