TOO LITTLE,TOO LATE
SYNOPSIS reader goes into early pregnancy and no one can reach michael
WARNINGS: child birth mentions of pain and drugs breastfeeding some angst
TAGS: model!readerxHIStory!michael
A/N reader is non descriptive sharon tate is there because i liked the picture and her working out gave me the idea+i know princes name isnt actually prince
It was a warm sunny day in 1997 You were 8 months pregnant in your beautiful mansion located on the neverland estate you were a fairly successful supermodel posing on the cover of vogue more than once people couldn’t believe you and Michael Jackson were dating let alone married you were very focused on your body the milestones how big the baby was growing this was your first baby and you wanted everything to be perfect just perfect while Michael was at the studio you decided to work out after a one hour sweaty Pilate session you went inside telling your maid Matilda to get you a cup of herbal tea ready for after your shower michael had hired her when he first found out you were pregnant he wasn’t always around and wanted someone to help you incase something happened you found it silly but as you stepped into the wet shower floor and stripped your clothes the warm shower water making you feel incredible you admired your belly how big it had gotten you were blooming with excitement you couldn’t wait to meet your baby admire him breastfeed him the first skin to skin as you were washing out your hair you heard Matilda knock and the clinking of a cup on your nightstand then you saw it blood pure blood you turned off the water you felt cramps and blood you clutched your stomach yelling for Matilda while grabbing for your robe she rushed in seeing your now bloodstained robe “call Michael
And buzz the driver now!” you said as she rushed to the phone you could hear her dial Michael as she buzzed the driver you opened your closet you weren’t going in there in your robe you grabbed your nightgown and slipped it on then the cramp hit again making you bend over “Matilda any news on Michael?” you said clenching your stomach as you threw any and everything into a duffel bag “he’s not answering!” Matilda yelled panic in her voice she was only 20 the most she’d have to deal with in this house was not knowing how to get a stain out “just pack the stupid bag and I’ll call him” you said going over to the phone dialing the studio number each time you got a different answer “he’s in the bathroom” “he’s recording nobodies allowed in” or your personal favorite “no calls from fangirls at this moment” you could almost scream but blood seeped again you were losing time Matilda rode with you in the car you panted the cramps getting worse
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body guards escorted you out into the hospital a private room they got you in a blue hospital gown that smelled like somebody died in it eventually they stopped the blood and got you on a lot of drugs the pain settled but Michael was still not there then it happened one big cramp you moaned in agony you were scared and alone a nurse came in seeing you in pain she knew it was time she sat in between your legs “9cm dilated anyone you’d like to call?” you could only think of one person Katherine “my mother in law I want her with me” the nurse nodded looking back at your file for the number before leaving the pain only got worse you shifted uncomfortably as they pumped more drugs into you then Katherine walked in her signature hairdo she hugged you tightly her face worrying as she looked around not seeing Michael “did Michael go get some water for you?” you sat up “actually I haven’t been able to reach him” she shook her head as she sat on the chair next to you rubbing your hand gently then a nurse came in “everything seems in check we’ve stabilized the bleeding are you going to do an epidural?” you had told Michael you didn’t want an epidural said you were going to have it be all natural like a champ you used to say but with the aching in your stomach and the cramping you couldn’t take it anymore “yes an epidural definitely” she nodded checking something off from her clipboard “an aesthetician will come in soon” you nodded in pain you could hear outside the gathering of paparazzi and cameras flashing trying to get a peak into the hospital room Katherine got up shutting the blinds “that’s better” you nodded in agreement
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Now you were 10cm dilated your body in full on labor you were practically begging for somebody to call Michael but nobody could reach him until you could hear Katherine almost yelling at someone on the phone the loudest her voice had ever gotten a midwife and doctors gathered around you and after 30 minutes of pushing till you thought you were going to pop a nerve you heard crying a doctor held the baby up “a boy!” the doctor yelled a beautiful boy your beautiful boy the doctor placed him on your chest as he cried gently he was perfect small but perfect then outside the hospital room you could hear arguing before the door opened it was Michael all geared up his hair in a hairnet and in a surgical gown his whole face dropped when he saw you exhausted and your son on your chest “I missed it?” he said his voice cracking as he saw your son perfect and small “you wanna hold him?” you said handing the baby to the nurse and she handed the baby to him he held him gently he almost cried holding him he handed the baby to the nurse as she went to go check if he was healthy
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Now in a clean hospital room feeling like hell your son rested gently in a hospital bassinet Katherine could sense the tension “I’ll be going now congrats on the boy” she said excusing herself and Michael ,Michael was quiet you were exhausted he traced lazy circles in your palm as the baby started crying Michael held him supporting his head you opened your chest letting the baby suck on your breast “I missed it all” he said sadness in his voice “you’re here now” you said as you admired your baby “that’s what matters” “I was supposed to hold you and comfort you but I wasn’t there” you could see tears in his eyes “I swear nobody told me I swear to god” he said kissing your hand “I know Michael I know he’s beautiful and he’s here” you said as your baby continued feeding a nurse came in holding a clipboard “have you decided on a name yet?” the nurse said she was soft spoken and short you looked at Michael “so?” “Prince, prince Michael Jackson” he took one last loving look at your baby before kissing your forehead you knew right there it was going to be alright
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