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At Last (Part Twenty-seven)
Enjoy!!!!!!!! <3 <3 <3 ---------------------------------------------------------------- *About nine months later, June 8, 1996* Me: (screeching and groaning with extreme jolting pain) AHH! Michael was carefully holding my legs as they were spread apart, encouraging me to the fullest. Michael: C'mon, honey! You're almost there! You can do it! *Fifteen hours later* Exhausted and frustrated from this extremely overwhelming pain, I gave the strongest push I could, and the loudest cry. Screamin' bloody murder!! But...all of the hell I endured became worth it when *two* gorgeous babies were introduced to the world. Dr. Parker: Congratulations! They're twins! A boy and a girl... I was pretty much passed out, but I still smiled. Michael couldn't believe it at all. Dr. Parker: Mr. Jackson, would you like to cut the umbilical cords? Michael: (flabbergasted) Y-Yes... With scissors shaped like a stork, gladly and emotionally, he cut the cords one at a time. Tears were rolling down his cheeks, but a smile appeared on his face. He was so amazed at the babies. Michael: (almost whispering) They're so beautiful... Michael was paying so much attention to the babies, he forgot about me. Once he discovered me half passed out, he grabbed a small fan out of his pocket and he put it to my face, with it blowing, as he gently kissed my forehead. Michael: I'm so proud of you, baby. (kisses me passionately) What are you going to name them? Me: Hmm...How about...Brian Gregory Michael Jackson and Natasha Katherine Janet Jackson? Michael: (face lights up) Aww, I love you for that. (kisses me tenderly on the forehead) On exactly June 9, 1996, my babies, Brian and Natasha were born. They were just fine, but there were speculation that they were not going to be healthy, since I was over 35 when I became pregnant with them. When you're pregnant when you're over the age of 35, the pregnancy is high-risked for a child with disabilities, such as cerebal palsy and things. God did us a huge favor. We were so blessed. Brian was 5 lbs, 3 oz, and Natasha was 5lbs, 1 oz, so that means that I was carrying about ten pounds when I was pregnant. Brian had features more like Michael and Natasha had features more like me, but even at birth, she had Michael's personality and Brian had my personality. Two days after I had them, we were discharged from the hospital. ---------------------------------------------------------------- *Two months later, August 7, 1996* I was rocking our newborn beauties to sleep in our bedroom, (I moved back into Neverland when I was three months pregnant and put old mansion on sale), and when they were peacefully drifting off to sleep in their cribs, just then, Michael walked in with a huge, sexual smirk on his face. Michael: Hey, baby. (smacks my butt) Me: (gasps) Michael, don't touch my booty! (giggles) Michael: Sorry...Hey, let's go out to dinner. Just you and me. Me: Mikey Bear (what I would call him sometimes), I would love to, but we have four children now, remember? Michael: I know, but...they can always be watched. I told Ms. Carter and she said it wasn't a problem. Me: (sighs) fine. I'll get dressed. Thirty minutes later, we arrived at my favorite restaurant in LA, called "Ciao Trattoria." We got breadsticks, which I loved. I took one bite and... Me: OUCH! What's in here? (digs inside the bread) Guess what I found in the bread?? Me: (gasps) A...diamond...ring... Just then, Michael got all nervous and his face turned serious. Michael: Felicity...Ever since I saw your eyes, I have had romantic feelings for you that I've never felt before, with any other woman. Everytime I kiss you, I get goosebumps and the hairs of the back of my neck stand up. Whenever I'm away from you...I just feel so empty inside, and I feel like a half. And a half is not a good feeling inside. When I married Lisa, I didn't feel whole. I still felt the agony of being a half. But on my birthday, when I made love to you again and helped you concieve our lovely newborn children, I felt the feeling of being a whole again. I love you to death, with all of my heart and soul, and...to be honest, I've always dreamed of having a life with you ever since I got to know you. Baby, I'm asking you... TBC... Vote!
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