Speechless... • Michael Jackson •

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"Thousands of people have been paying respect to Tabitha Jackson after she was found unconscious in her home just this morning, now we go to Tracey Crater live outside of the hospital where fans gather" The news reporter says and I shut the radio off and cup my face in my hands.

If I was there then this could've been avoided maybe.

My driver parks in a parking space and people crowd around the car but my security moves them away. I step out of the car and get the lady say something to the camera.

"Her husband Michael Jackson has arrived and he rushes into the building. That's all for now, back to you Dorris,"

I dash into the building at full speed demanding people to tell me where my wife is.

Once I'm lead to the room with paparazzi asking me questions, I open the door quickly and shut it in their faces and I turn around and see Janet and Tabitha's mom sitting down but the one thing that catches my eye is Tabitha with a machine next to her bed, there's a needle in her hand and a mask over her mouth and nose.

I walk over to the bed and sit down on the seat and kiss the hand without the needle.

"How did this happen?" I ask Janet quietly and she sighs.

"I was sitting in the living room and all of a sudden, a glass smashed and then there was Tabitha laying on the ground," She answers and I shake my head looking at the small scratch on her cheek.

"We'll give you two some privacy," her mother smiles and nudges her head at Janet as a sign to leave.

"Yeah. Bye," Janet smiles and leaves the room followed by Tabby's Mom. A doctor walks into the room with a clip board and I roll my eyes.

"Ah, Mr Jackson, your wife is in good health but the reason she fainted was due to low blood pressure from maybe dehydration or something else," He informs as he checks the machine and I nod but I want to know one thing.

"When is She gonna wake up?" I ask and grab onto her hand and he scrunches his lips thinking about it.

"Anytime now or tonight," He smiles and I nod.
"Congratulations by the way," He says before leaving the room.

I'm sorry, what? Congratulations for what? If it's for my wife passing out then that was utterly rude.

I shake it off my mind and rest my forehead on her hand whilst I caress her palm with a finger, rubbing circles with my thumb.

I'm not leaving this room until she wakes up... I can tell you that.

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Earlier that day

"Michael! Michael!" Janet yells through the phone. What's up with her?

"Janet? Is everything okay? What's wrong?" I ask leaning against the doorframe, a frown on my face.

"Tabitha, She-She's in the hospital," She stutterers. I'm sorry, what?!

"What!? I yell through the phone, what the heck?

"She went unconscious and I called the ambulance,"

"I'm coming right now," I hang of the phone slamming it down harshly and running out of the room, out of the back door and into the car

"(Hospital Address) Now!" I Tell my driver making him stomp his foot on the pedal and we move.

1

Tabitha's POV (Now)

Feeling the darkness flash away I keep my eyes shut because my head hurts and whatever I'll see will hurt my eyes and then it will hurt my head.

But I feel my hand being held and a kiss lightly marks it, I open one eyes secretly and see Mike's head buried in my hand, what the heck?

I notice I have an oxygen mask on, it's a bit uncomfortable to I try and take it off but when I do it feels weird to breathe normally so I place it back on.

Turning my focus back on my husband I hear him mutter some words. "You had me so, so worried when I got the call from Janet that you went unconscious," He sighs, is he really saying that? I feel a kiss getting placed on my hand immediately sending tingles in every direction.

How do I let him know I'm awake? Do I say "hi"? Do I kiss him? Actually, I know...

I squeeze his hand making his head bolt up and he looks into my eyes, I see his twinkles sporting in them.

He immediately grabs me pulling me close to him in an embrace. I hear his sigh of relief.

God. I just want to kiss this man.

After we let go I take the mask off and adjust to breathing normally, but with that, I have oxygen in it.

I grab his face and pull his lips to mine. After a few seconds, I pull away and rest my palm on his face.

"You scared me to death," He finally says with anger in his voice. It isn't my fault!

"Sorry," I smile reassuring him I'm okay but he snaps back into reality checking if I'm okay and adjust everything I do or lean on if it's comfortable or not.

A nurse comes into the room with a smile and a clipboard with paper and a pen.

"Hello, Mrs Jackson, are you feeling okay?" She asks raising her brows. Seriously woman? How about you try fainting and have your head hurt like hell.

"My head hurts and my cheek feels weird," I say and she chuckles handing me a mirror.

"You cut your cheek, that's why,"

I point the outfit at my face only looking at the small cut and avoiding the rest of my face because we all know I look like crap.

"We've gotten some pain relief for your head but we need to do some testing on you to see if you're okay," She hands me a white plastic cup filled with cold water and a tablet which I immediately take to ease the pain.

She takes a little flashlight out of her pocket and sits on the side of the bed.

This is gonna be a long day...