A Million Way's To Love You™ (On The Line) ♥ Book 4✔️

♡Chapter 31♡

*Yuli's Point Of View*

Just yesterday I received the most disturbing call. Michael apparently was sent to a hospital in critical condition. When I asked why, I kept hearing Channing this...Channing that... I didn't know what to think. I knew Marilyn and Michael were working on their relationship but I didn't know they fixed it. Yes I was pissed when I found out. I've been Marilyn's and Michael's close friend for four year's now. Hell I'm the God mother of their children! When I stressed this to Ryan He chuckled and told me they(Marilyn and Michael ) Did tell me. In fact they planned on putting me in their vow renewal ceremony. Of course me being me, I laughed off my embarrassment. Which brings me to my current situation. Ryan and I are on our way to the hospital. Fortunately Michael is awake and alert, unfortunately he's still suffering from terrible migraines and is a little sensitive to light. When we pull into the hospitals parking lot, we see about three reporter's and five men with cameras. Ryan and I share glances. "Babe you see those people too right?", I asked now looking at the reporters and the men. "Yeah....What are they doing?? ", I shrug. "Lets just go...", I said slowly opening my door to climb out. "Yuli.. baby I've told you about not letting me help you...", I roll my eyes. "Well hurry up!!", He chuckles and quickly climbs out of the car rushing to my side. "Ouch! Ryan careful...", I hissed as I slowly stepped down from our truck. "Sorry baby...", I smile and kiss him. "It's okay...you're just trying to be helpful..  ", He smiles as we start walking towards the hospital entrance. No sooner as we were five inches from the door did we began to be swarmed by the three reporters and the five men with cameras. I squinch at the flashing cameras. "Do you know Michael Jackson?", One of the reporter's who was a woman asked us. "Uhh Yes...If you would excuse us...we need to visit our friend... ", Ryan answered nervously. That made them go crazy. "Is it true his wife's boyfriend tried to kill him?", "Look we're not answering questions... Now back off my wife is pregnant!! ", Ryan growled. The reporter's back off a little bit. "One more question.... Is the up and coming producer Michael Jackson... going to pull through in time to attend for the music awards? ", Another reporter asked shoving a mike in Ryan's face. "My friend is in pain...and you ask me about a freaking awards show?!... c'mon baby let's go..", With that we pushed through the reporter's and entered the hospital...

*Marilyn's Point Of View*

"What do you mean reporter's and camera's? ", I whispered to Ryan trying not to wake Michael. Ryan sighs. "There's three reporter's and five men with camera's... they were asking about you and Michael... ", He whispered back. I look at Yuli. She nods. "I think Michael is no longer a low profile music producer anymore... ", She added glancing at Michael. I frown. "What do you think is going to happen?", Yuli shrugs. "You guys are gonna be the pap's next victims... you're fresh meat...", I walk over to Michael and stroke his hair. "He doesn't need this...publicity crap...I've seen what it does...", I whispered more to Michael than to Yuli and Ryan...

*Michael's Point Of View*

I  was finally released from the hospital yesterday. I was happy to be returning home, but with camera's flashing everywhere I looked, it was difficult to maintain my happiness. I never experienced that before. Having microphones stuffed in my face. I'm a nobody, so Why all of a sudden people know my name? Marilyn tried explaining it to me from what she could search on the internet. Apparently Demi, my first client, is quite successful in the new pop artist billboard charts. Her debut album Stronger climbed from number 75 to number 10 in London. Though I was impressed by those numbers, I realized that now the world knows me as the 'miracle producer and manager'. It's a lot to take in. My next worry is my family. Once I go to that award show, nothing will be the same.

I have been doing fairly Well recovery wise. I still have light migraines but otherwise I'm fine. I actually hate that I was a victim of Channing's long history of lashing out. I can't help but think that He could've tried to attack Marilyn. I don't think I could live with that. So I'm happy He tried me, I gave up a good fight. But anyways, on to the present. I am still secretly looking for home's. Especially now that I'm 'fresh meat', I need to find a gated community. I've actually came across this home here in Encina California. It's called Haveynburst. It's quite the beauty. I feel a pair of hand's brush over my shoulders. I jump and quickly close my laptop. "Well hello to you too papa...", I hear Marilyn say from behind me (I'm currently staying at her home until Channing has been sentenced). I sit up on the couch and place my laptop on the coffee table. "Sorry mama..I was doing some research...", She takes a seat beside me. "Papa I have something to tell you...", My smile widens. "And what's That mama?", I asked trying to hold back my excitement. "I...umm..I think....Umm-", Brandon runs downstairs and jogs up to Marilyn and I. "Umm... mom...dad...I think they are releasing Channing until further notice...", Marilyn and I exchange quick glances..

To Be Continued...