~~~Fee's POV~~~

I feel empty.

like I'm missing something.

I need her.

I miss her so much

Why her?

That's what I keep on asking myself

Why her?

No one knows.

I haven't eaten in these past few days and I don't plan on either. Michael tries and I know he is probably irritated, I still haven't told him why I've been like this. I don't have the strength to.

It's 2:30pm in the afternoon and I need to get up. I have been Lying around all day. I got up and got into the shower.

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After my shower, I got dressed and went into the kitchen. Michael was at the kitchen island on a stool talking to the chef, Jessica. He noticed me and quickly came rushing to me.

"Hey baby girl, you okay?"

I spoke very softly and lowly "I've been better"

"You need anything?"

"Uh... no"

"Here eat something... Jessica please hurry and make her some lunch please"

"No it's fine I'm not hungry"

"Nuh-uh baby girl, your eating."

"But-"

"Nope, no if's, and's or but's"

"Fine"

Not even 10 minutes had passed when a plate of food was placed in front of me. On my plate I had the following items: corn on a cob, mashed potatoes with parsley on top, 5 stripped pieces of fried chicken, green beans and a glass of cold ice tea.

"Michael...."

"Baby girl just please eat it."

"It's to much. I can't eat this. Maybe a half of a sandwich will do?"

"No. You're going to eat this. Eat it now!"

Bossy much😒

I started to pick at my food and Michael was sitting there watching me.

"You're not going anywhere unless you finish that food"

"Ok"

My throat hurts from all of the crying I've been doing. My eyes are swollen and red. I look like a mess.

My stomach started to hurt so I stopped eating and sat there for a while until it calmed down. Once it calmed down I began to eat again.

"You're almost done baby girl"

I put a spoonful of food in my mouth and began to chew. As I was chewing my mouth got watery and my throat felt weird. I ignored the feeling and continue to eat.

It happened again but this time it was real. I put my hand over my mouth and ran out of the kitchen. I went into the bathroom and closed the door and locked it.

I bent over the toilet and started to hurl up all of the food that I ate plus some water and this yellowish liquid.

"SOFIA!!"

I hurled over and over again. I couldn't stop. I couldn't breathe. It felt like I was chocking on my vomit.

"FEE OPEN THIS DOOR. PLEASE!"

I couldn't. I'm throwing my guts up right now and it's so disgusting.

Michael burst through the door and quickly came to me. He pulled my hair out of my face and he started to rub my back.

And just like that I stopped vomiting. I started to cry and I flushed the toilet. Meanwhile Michael is trying to calm me down. I walk out of the bathroom and went to Michael and I's room and went into the bathroom that's connected to it and grab my tooth brush and brushed my teeth.

I'm still crying.

"Baby, what's wrong. Please tell me. I can't read your mind baby girl. Tell me what happened. What's wrong. Please tell me"

"My nana died."

I cried harder and harder. I began to speak in Spanish. It happens every time I'm mad or sad like this. I said

"no entiendo esto. no puedo tomar esto. mi corazón está doliendo tanto. todo esto mi culpa. que debería haber hecho algo"

(Translation- I don't get this. I can't take this. my heart is hurting so bad. this is all my fault. i shouldve did something.)

"Calm down baby girl. Speak English. And It's not your fault baby girl. I know your blaming yourself. Stop it. It's not your fault."

"It is Michael. I should have been there. "

"No. It's not your fault baby girl"

"It is. If I didn't get fired from my job, wanted another one to become you're dancer, make it pass the stupid audition, come here to neverland, get beat practically to death, get my ribs bruised and fractured and a twisted ankle, becoming your girlfriend with many problems that I can barely handle, and find out that you're having a baby with Lisa. I have no problem with that at all. I could've been with my nana before she died. I could've been right there and helped her. But noo I didn't an I wasn't..."

"Fee...."

"No Michael.. I need to go"

"Babe where are you going?"

"I'm coming back... I just... I need to go Michael. Please."

"I'm coming with you"

I grabbed my shoes and my jacket and heard towards the stairs. I put on my shoes and jacket and grabbed my car keys. I was literally rushing out of the house and Michael was right behind me.

I got into my car and started the ignition. Michael got into the car and buckled up. He put on a baseball cap and a fake mustache.

"Where are you going baby girl?"

"Casa Bella"

"What?"

"Bella's house Michael."

Once we arrived at her house I knocked on her door and she answered it. She had a smile on her face and it disappeared when she seen the look on my face.

"What's wrong"

"abuela murió"

"¿ella murió?"

"Si, ella murió de leucemia y cáncer de hígado"

"Umm. Can you guys like speak English, I can barely understand what y'all are saying."

"Oh yeah. Sorry."

"It's fine. But baby girl listen to me, you need to calm down please. It's not your fault. Stop beating yourself up about it. Everyone dies eventually. It was just her time."

"Michael I know this. It's just that it's hard. I really loved my nana."

Bella spoke "yeah. She was the best. She was like another nana to me. I never got to meet my nana because she died when I was born and so fee's nana was like my nana. This is just sad. But I'll get her in a great or good mood Mike. Don't worry to much about it."

"Ok thank you so much. Babe can I get your keys?"

"For what?"

"I want to go back to Neverland. I'll have Mike, the bodyguard come back here with your car."

I handed him the keys and he gave me a kiss on the cheek. He went into his pants pocket and pulled out some money.... a whole lot of money.

He handed it to me

"Here"

"What Michael no I don't want it. And why are you even caring money like that in your pocket like that around.?"

"This is my first time and I didn't know what you were gonna do when you said you was leaving so I grabbed it."

I started to crack up. Michael has this innocent scared look upon his face

"Did you think I was going to leave you?"

"From the rate you was going hell yes"

Bella gasped.

"Michael" she scold "you have been around fee too long. Fee look what you did."

"What. I'm sorry. I just have a bad habit of swearing."

She smacked her forehead and smirked.

"Well clearly. You put the cursing curse in Mike. And as for you Michael, you oughta be ashamed of yourself. You don't say bad language around people who are trying to break their swearing habit." She giggled and scolded him like an old granny would. But she used an British accent.

"Well bella, I'm sorry. Look who I've been living with."

I laugh and play smacked Michael's arm

"Hey that's not funny"

"Ow. Glad to see you in a good mood again already. Thanks again Bella. Keep her that way please."

"Oh I will, you just make sure you keep her to stay that way butthead"

"Uh no..it's Applehead Bella" I giggled. I like that nickname.

"Mike who gave you that nickname?"

"Dunk"

"Who is dunk?"

"Janet"

"Ooh really?" I smiled from ear to ear. I love me some Janet Jackson.

"Yes. Awe and tomorrow, would you like to meet my family?"

Oh god. That was soooooo unexpected