Paris Jackson; My Father Survived

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"Dad?" I asked in surprise.

*Phone Conversation*

M-" Are you okay!? Where's Prince?"

p-"Dad calm down. What are you talking about?" I whisper- yelled. The way he was bombarding me with questions like this only made things more overwhelming for me.

M-" I saw you on TV, don't act like everything is okay. I know you had an athsma attack" he said matter-of-factly.

P-"Oh... you saw that?"

M-" Yes I saw it!" he paused and sighed.

"Look I'm sorry for yelling... please just tell me you're okay."

P- "Yes Dad I'm okay. I promise" I replied softly, a small smile crossing my face.

M-" Good now let me talk to your brother."

I looked over at Prince who was giving me a look of curiousity that meant he really wanted to know what was going on. I smirked at him and handed him the phone. He snatched it out of my hand and turned around covering one ear with his hand and nodding.

He flipped my phone shut and threw his arm around my shoulder: "Come on Dad wants us to head home." He announced ushering me down the footpath.

19th September, 2015

I walked into the phone shop surrounded by six bodyguards and waited by a dislplay stand. After my embarrassing moment at the Rock4EB red carpet I hadn't showed my face in public until now. An employee glanced up at me and dropped whatever he was doing to come serve me.

"Hi Ms Jackson how can I help you today?" He asked cheerfully. I gulped nervously and pulled my broken flip phone out of my pocket. "Do you think you could fix this?"

He took the phone and examined it. He shook his head and gave it back to me."No I don't think so, sorry. They stopped making these phones years ago." I put it back in my packet and shrugged." I'm not surprised really. It was my Dads phone from the early '00s." The guys eyes grew wide and he cleared his throat. "Could you just give me a second? I think my manager could help you out" he stuttered. I smiled and nodded."Sure."

A couple of minutes later the same guy came walking back with someone trailing behind him. "Ms Jackson it's a pleasure to meet you" he said giddily. We shook hands and he whispered something to the first guy I met. He walked off leaving me and the manager alone. "I heard that your phone is broken. Can I take a look at it?" I nodded and pulled it out of my pocket again.

"Mmhm this is a classic model from the early thousands right?" He asked. "Yep it was my Dads." His eyes widened and he smiled. "This phone isn't made anymore but I'm sure we could find a screen replacement. In the meantime however, we'd like to gift you a new phone. Its the new iPhone and isn't released for another week but we have a couple in stock ready for sale" he offered.

"Are you sure about that? those things are worth a lot." I said hesitantly. "Yes they are but you would be the perfect person to promote the phone right before it gets released." I hesitated and looked down at my flip phone which looked like it was ready to stop working at any time.

The Next Day

September 20th, 2015

The early morning sun shone through my blinds and the zoo animals were making a rucus. Well I guess It's time to get up, I thought to myself as I threw the blankets aside. I grabbed my new phone and checked it on my way downstairs. The phone shop was fixing my old one in the meantime.

I sat down in one of the barstools and Kai offered me a cheese begal and fruit salad. I shook my head and smiled at a text from Michael.

On my way home from the UK now wanna catch a movie at my place?

I wasn't feeling hungry anyway. I shot a quick text back to Michael and decided to make a quick doctors appointment before our date. There was something I needed to take care of first.