Speechless... • Michael Jackson •

Wedding Day Shivers

( Day Before the wedding )

Oh god.

I'm screwed.

I'm scared.

AND I NEED GOD TO HELP ME!!

I pace around my hotel suite with my maid's watching me.

"What if he thinks I look horrible? What if he doesn't like the dress? What if I don't look pretty? WHAT IF I FAINT!" I say fastly and tears start to slip out of my eyes.

Jesus Christ Tabitha! Get a grip!

"Tabitha. Hush. You're gonna be okay. We're gonna make you the prettiest bride to ever walk this planet and it doesn't matter if you look beautiful or not! Michael is the kindest man I've ever met, and the way he looks at you, it won't matter if you're beautiful or not, because you're perfect in every single way in his eyes," Shayla stop me by placing her hands on my shoulder and I cry into her dramatically.

"Don't tell a soul what just happened," I sniffle and they nod. Gadot is laughing and my mother is giggling quietly

"How about you get married with millions of people that are bound to watch," I groan and they shut their mouths quickly. I nod at them and Shayla walks me to my bedroom.

"You need your beauty sleep, Bridezilla. Tomorrow is gonna be perfect, trust me" She winks and I plop back onto my bed and drape my arm over my eyes groaning.

"And tomorrow night you're gonna get some good dick," She pops her head in the room and I gasp.

"SHAYLA!!" I yell wanting to hit her. I hear the other women laughing from the living room and I whimper into my pillow.

This is the first friggin time I have slept alone since Michael and I started sleeping together and I feel empty. I reach out for the other pillow and hold onto it pretending it's someone.

I feeeeeeel sleeepyyy........

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I arise from my sleep stretching my arms out and plop them back onto the bed sitting up and rubbing my dazed eyes. "I'm getting married today..." I sigh and bite my lip, a smile tugging at my lips.

I make my way out of bed, my pyjama shorts slide down to my hips and I re-adjust my crop top.

I slap my feet across the wooden floor as I make my way out of my room and walk into the kitchen seeing all the ladies sitting down at the breakfast bar and whoop when they see me.

"Ya'gettin' married today!" Gadot fist pumps in the air and my mom kisses my head.

"I can't believe it. Soon she's gonna be having kids and only visit me on Christmases," She pouts resting her chin on my shoulder and I roll my eyes.

"Oh, godmother. So dramatic," I giggle and check my watch.

"I need to get ready!" I squeak and the women follow behind me as I run to my bedroom.

I jump onto the couch and then jump off of it running to the vanity and I sit down taking my bun out and it turns into a huge mess.

I squeal and try to brush through it ripping all my hair out. Shayla grab the brush and points to the shower,

"Shower. Now." She raises her brow and I slip into the bathroom and have a quick shower washing my hair and body thoroughly.

"Good. Now makeup!" I sit back in the vanity and they grab a heap of makeup applying it to my face.