Guess who
Michael went into the bedroom and sure enough Brooke was just waking up from her sleep. He crept into letto successivo 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 mostra you,”
“Show me? Um ok,” Brooke yawned. Michael got off the letto 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 te 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 detto curiously.
“Hey there sexy, guess who?” The voice asked.
“How the hell did te get this number Matt?” Brooke asked.
“Simple, your father; te know he agrees with me, we both feel that te 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 te want your little baby to live,” Matt detto with an evil chuckle
“Wh-What are te talking about Matt?” Brooke asked trying to sound fearless but was shaking helplessly.
“Leave him Brooke o I will guarantee te that your baby will not live to see più than a week max,” Brooke started to panic, sliding against the bacheca onto the ground in a huddle,
“No te can’t do that… stay away from us and our baby Matt o so help me I will knock te into the successivo 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 te listen to me Brooke; te won’t tell anyone of this conversation…especially not Jacko, and te will tell him it was just your brother making sure te were safe… te will tell Michael te are leaving him exactly one week later and te will come home to me. o 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 tavolo to put the phone down. But before she was able to, she dropped her phone from shock and passed out onto the bed.
15 minuti went da 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 letto 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 letto 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 te 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 successivo 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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Brooke scared after Matt's phone call
