So to keep MJpixy’s mouth shut here’s the next part (hehe L.O.V.E. you by the way) but please note that I’m not that active on this site anymore so my parts to this story may take a while to be published. But I’ll definitely try to get each part up as soon as I can. If you haven’t read my story before, my previous parts are on my other account… there is a link at the bottom of this chapter …enjoy...

Michael went into the bedroom and sure enough Brooke was just waking up from her sleep. He crept into bed next to her and kissed her forehead, “Hey sleepy head,” He smiled.
“Hi Michael,” Brooke replied barely able to open her eyes. Michael sat her up in his arms.
“Hehe I hope you’re all rested up now because there’s something I wanna show you,”
“Show me? Um ok,” Brooke yawned. Michael got off the bed and picked her up in his arms, “Come on beautiful I’ll carry you,”

Brooke chuckled and was about to reply when the phone rang, “Aww man who could that be?” Michael asked, putting Brooke down to answer the phone, “Hello?”
“Hi this is uh… Brooke’s brother…uh c-can I talk to her?” the peculiar voice asked.
“Um…yeah sure,” Michael replied seeming unsure, “It’s for you baby girl I’ll be downstairs when you’re done ok,” Michael said, handing the phone to Brooke and walking out of the room.
“Uh, Hello?” Brooke said curiously.
“Hey there sexy, guess who?” The voice asked.
“How the hell did you get this number Matt?” Brooke asked.
“Simple, your father; you know he agrees with me, we both feel that you deserve someone better than that freak Michael,”
“HE’S NOT A FREAK! GET THAT THROUGH YOUR THICK SKULL!” Brooke shouted.
“Oh but he is… and you’re going to leave him too,”
“Says who?” She asked sarcastically.
“Says me…that is…if you want your little baby to live,” Matt said with an evil chuckle
“Wh-What are you talking about Matt?” Brooke asked trying to sound fearless but was shaking helplessly.
“Leave him Brooke or I will guarantee you that your baby will not live to see more than a week max,” Brooke started to panic, sliding against the wall onto the ground in a huddle,
“No you can’t do that… stay away from us and our baby Matt or so help me I will knock you into the next century,”
“Oh but…you can’t do that… see I’ve become very close to your father and the rest of your family and…it would just be such a shame if anything should happen to any of them,”
“Matt leave them alone they didn’t do anything wrong,”
“Then you listen to me Brooke; you won’t tell anyone of this conversation…especially not Jacko, and you will tell him it was just your brother making sure you were safe… you will tell Michael you are leaving him exactly one week later and you will come home to me. Or so help me that baby will be gone,” With that Matt slammed down the phone. Brooke, with what little strength she had left, attempted to walk over to the bedside table to put the phone down. But before she was able to, she dropped her phone from shock and passed out onto the bed.

15 minutes went by and Michael hadn’t seen Brooke at all; he started to panic, wondering what had taken her so long and went upstairs to check on her. He carefully knocked on the door and put his ear up against it but couldn’t hear a thing. Freaking out, Michael swung the door open and raced over to the bed to see Brooke passed out with a broken phone lying on the ground. He grasped Brooke’s arms in his hands and gently shook her, attempting to wake her up, “Brooke? BROOKE?!?! Oh god please….please wake up,” Michael begged helplessly, crying onto her shoulder, holding her close and carressing her hair.

Michael layed her back down onto the bed and called out for help. Soon enough someone came in to check on her, “She’s just had a little bit of a scare but she should be ok Mr. Jackson. Just keep a close eye on her, let her rest and keep her cool and she’ll be fine.” Michael sniffled a little from the tears,
“Th-Thank you for your help. I’m not letting her out of my site until she’s ok again.” Michael reassured himself, not taking his eyes off of Brooke. The man simply nodded and left the room for Michael to be alone with her. Michael layed down next to Brooke, holding in his tears as he lifted the sheets over them, cuddled up to her and watched her sleep; praying to God that she will be ok.

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