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No Matter What **Part 32**
Suup? :D Sorry, if I took too late to write this part. I was kindda busy being bored xD. Anyways, I hope Ya'll like this part :) - Vicky xD -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- And the next thing I know he was taken to the ER. **Five hours later** I was sitting in a horrible place. I was in the one and only place that is called HOSPITAL. Hospitals scare me. I hate them. It was all white and smelled like dead and sick people. I was sitting there on the floor crying. My family all came. They were sitting there waiting for the doctor to come out. Janet came and sat beside me. She crossed her legs and sat on the floor facing me. I had my knees pressed to my stomach and my back on the wall and crying. Janet: Don't cry Suze he will be Okay. I always thought Janet was the prettiest sister I have, http://www.badeagle.com/journal/archives/JanetJackson.jpg She sat there trying to comfort me. But as far as I know nothing can comfort me right now. I am crying like crazy because I know I'm the blame. Me: Its me. If I didn't do what I do Michael wouldn've have been in here. **Crying harder** Janet: What do you mean its your fault? Its not yours at all. Stop blaming yourself Suze. Me: I-if he didn't see the ring **Crying** If he didn't see me with Josh and... **Crying into her shoulder** Janet: **Patting my back** What ring Suze? Me: R-ring... **Crying** And my voice faded away and all I could hear is me crying. And that went on for the next 5 hours. Until the doctor came out, http://media.canada.com/gallery/dose_tv_er/090331_er_first.jpg That look... Freaked the jeepers out of me at that moment. It made my heart drop a million feat to the ground. The only thing I could think of right now was "DEAD" and that really scared. Because by then I will know that it was ME who killed him. Because it was ME who made him furious. And him being like that is going to stay with me for the rest of my life. Everyone went to the doctor including me. Me and Janet were standing together. She was hugging me and that's when the Doctor sopke. Dad: Doctor, is he Okay? Doc: He's not in a very good condition. Mom: What do you mean? Doc: He banged his head really badly on the table and he's in a comma. And that's when my mom started crying on dad. And I simply froze. Scared! Me: W-will he be Okay? Doc: We don't know yet. My parents went inside to see him. I stayed outside though. I wanted to be the last one to get in so that I can have time alone to talk to him. I sat there on the ground, recalling what has been happening the past few days. Josh and Jesse getting in a fight. They punched my brother. I had a fight with them both. Josh proposed, we slept together. Michael seeing us in bed together. Josh leaving me. The valentine letters. Michael seeing my ring. And the last thing was... Michael in a comma. While thinking of all that, time seemed to have passed so fast. Because I saw Janet touching my shoulder asking me if I wanted to see Michael. I stood up. Took a deep breath and entered into the room. Seeing Michael like that was so devastating. He had all those tubes around him. And tubes on his nose and tubes in his hands. And the heart refreshing thing too. And his head was tied with a bandage. I was scared to look at him in this condition. I dragged a chair beside him and sat on it. I touched his hand and started caressing it. I was crying through all this. Me: **Crying** Why Michael? Why are you doing this to me? **Kissing his hand** Your the one who was always on my side. Please come back. Please. He never responded to what I was saying though. I cried and kissed his hands a several time. I kept touching his face and feeling it. I wanted to make sure if this was just a nightmare. It is a nightmare. But a true nightmare. Looking at Michael in this condition... Is just heartbreaking. I can't do anything though now can I except cry. **2 weeks later** No hope. That's what the doctor told my father. He said there is no hope anymore. Staying in a comma more than 2 weeks means that he's never coming back to life and they have to take the life charger off him. I felt like killing myself. I felt like my heart stopped beating. My brothers and sisters were crying and so is my mother who's begging my father not to let him die and save him. Me: NO NO! HE IS NOT GOING TO DIE. NO! GIVE HIM SOME TIME! Doc: I-Its going to cost more money. Me: I DON'T CARE! WE CAN AFFORD IT! LEAVE HIM! HE'S NOT GONNA DIE. Dad told him to give him some more time. I was acting hysterical right now. Crying like crazy. I went inside and sat beside him kissing his hands and face begging him to come back. Me: Please, please Michael. Fight this. I love you. I'm really sorry about all this. You have to come back. You have to. **Crying on his chest** -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Best I can do lol. Naw, I think this stunk :P But I hope Ya'll like it. I bet you the next one is gonna be better. And ppl the last part got 7 votes :( Well anyways, Ya'll vote on this :DD Imma go now. Peace and I love you all. BYEEEEE!! :) <3
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