Loving You || A Michael Jackson Fanfiction (Short Story COMPLETED)

Chapter One: Moving In

"Girl, if you don't help me with this box!" Monica said.

I was just moving into my new high rise flat. Hell after five years of living on the same street, my bestfriend and assistant Lizzie was helping me. She only live about an hour away from me but I was cool with that.

"Okay girl. Its heavy though." She whined. I smacked my lips.
"Okay bitch, just sit it right there and I'll get it later on."
We both started laughing. She knew that box wasn't even heavy at all. I have always known her to put on her special pouting face when she wanted out of something but hey I loved her.

She had noticed an old picture of me, her and my parents that fell out of one of the files I had. She sat down and a tear fell down her face.

As I stared at her, it was life around that time of their death ran across my mind and I was stuck deep in thought.

Five Years Ago...

'I remember my beautiful mother, she was light-skinned, curly hair like mine and a bad ass shape that the guys always looked for. But at this time, she was still with my father. They had been married for twenty years and they started very young with their love. It was just the three of us since I was an only child.

I was just getting ready to graduate when my mother calls me.

*Phone Rings*

Monica: "Hey mother! How are you?"

Mother: "Hey baby, um.. good but not so good! But hey we are not going to spoil your day."

Monica: "What's wrong mom? Please tell me, I want to know, you won't spoil my day."

Mother: "Baby.. I went to the doctors' office today and.. and.. the cancer has come back. Doc said that the cancer had showed back up in my liver and its spreading."

I was so lost for words because my mother had already had cancer in her breast. She had just did her last chemo treatment three years ago and beat it for that short amount of time. I almost dropped my phone and the tears started streaming..

Mother: "Baby? You there? Monica? Answer me baby.."

Monica:"...Mom, how could this happen again? I thought it was over.. I don't want to lose you. How's dad taking it?"

Mother:" He is not handling it well but baby listen to your mother, okay? I know your very upset but baby you know that I got this... and *she sniffs on the phone* just know that whatever happens to me, I love you so much! I am so proud of you and your start living as Monica and don't you forget all that I taught you. You are and always will be my baby forever!"

Monica:" Mom, I love you too! Always and Forever."

*Phone Call Ends*

That was are last conversation. Before I knew it I had done already graduated from my college and was collecting my school things to get out of there when I got a text from my dad..

Texts

Dad: Hey baby, your mother is in the hospital!
Me: Dad what's going on? I am in the cab now heading home.
Dad: Baby, just get here, I don't know what's going on but your mother is not doing so well. Please get here!
Me: I am on my way!!

Three hours later

I was doing 70 mph to 90 just to get to the hospital. When I got there, my mother was laying in the bed, more paler than I have ever seen her. I immediately grabbed her hand and the tears was really falling then. Her doctor said that the cancer took a turn for the worst and there was nothing he could do. My father was outside the door crying and I was in the room holding on to her hand. I told her how much I loved her and shared so many memories to hide my inner most pain. It was about that time when I thought that I could stay strong for her but I couldn't.

Thirty minutes later I fell asleep, next thing I knew her monitor was going off and the doctors came rushing in calling 'code blue'.

She died after.

Two weeks after my Mother's funeral

My father turned Into a drunk after that. He drunk everyday and just fell completely off without his wife. Rehab after rehab and the shit didnt work for him. I always used to come by and visit him but he was always butter ball, ass naked on the floor with a bottle of Jack Daniel's in his hand. Three months after my mother's death my father had went to the club that night.

He was alone and he went to enjoy himself like he normally did. After the club was about to close, he paid the pretty red-haired bartender and left. While on the road, he couldn't really focus the way he should have and swerved off the road into the freeway. I could imagine him yelling and trying to step on the brakes to slow down the car but it never stopped. About time he landed and stopped the car.. He was hit face first.. by another drunk driver. An 19 non experienced driver ran head first into my father's car.
I remember It was 3:05 a.m. I was in bed, alone, sleeping very peacefully since I was newly single. I remembered that my phone had rung and it was my Auntie shirley.

*Phone Rings*

Auntie Shirley:"Hey my sugar plum, are you awake??"

Monica: "What's wrong Auntie is everything okay?"

Auntie Shirley: "No baby... um.."

There was a moment for silence and it was so long that I had to speak up.

Monica:"Auntie?"

Auntie Shirley:"Baby, its your father.. he was.. in a bad accident...He didnt make it baby."

I remember freezing and the phone fell out my hand. I could hear her calling my name and I just stood there in silence. I couldn't breathe, my heart felt like it dropped to my feet and the tears was streaming down my cheeks. I slowly grabbed my phone off the floor and listening to my Auntie, calling my name and I finally spoke.

Monica: "Auntie, I.. I can't believe this!! Is this a dream??"

I cried.
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I finally snapped out of my trance from remembering that night of my father's passing, when Lizzie started asking me where I wanted my great-grandmother's vase.
"I want it right here by the wall liz."

That afternoon, I only had a few boxes to unpack in my living room and in my kitchen. Me and Lizzle sat down in my living room and I popped open the bottle of Moscato with two wine glasses. And she asked me something that I didn't think she would.

"Is Marcus coming to live with you?"

Marcus is my boyfriend. But the thing is that Marcus was different. He was the alcoholic and he was always blaming me for shit that was untrue. Then putting his hands on me, treating me like I'm not shit. And to think that he was going to treat me like the queen I'm supposed to be treated. Lizzie knew about him and had to bail me out of every situation trying to avoid killing him. All this back and forth shit was killing me, last year he almost knocked my ass unconscious while I was getting ready for an office party and Lizzie had to call out to take care of me.

"Well not for a few weeks Liz, he's out of town for business and I just really don't know if I wanna start out this way. " I said, "And besides, I already have to get prepared for that crazy ass board meeting tommorrow. Ugh!!"
Lizzie laughed at me, she knew that I was always the outspoken one right along with her. I practically ran that floor and for me to have the highest rank. I have always kept everything clean including the bruises out the outside of my body and the hidden scars kept inside my heart.
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👉Ending of Chapter One..
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