Sheryl's POV

"Can you go any faster?!" Tatiana hisses at the driver. 

"Ma'am, we are almost there. I'm going as fast as I can." he tells Tatiana, who runs her hand in her hair anxiously. 

"Dammit! For once can we go through a time without going to the fucking hospital!?!" she growls. 

I sigh. "Tat, I'm sure he's alright. I mean Michael has gone to the hospital before for exhaustion or whatever." I shrug. 

"With our damn luck, I doubt it." 

"Did they say what was wrong with him?"

"No. All I heard from Jennifer was that Brock told her that Michael was taken to the hospital." 

"Maybe it could be something minor, you know?" I gently squeeze her knee. "Just don't overthink it. Think good vibes..." 

"Have you heard from Greg or Ricky?" she asks biting her bottom lip anxiously. 

"No, I just assumed they went to the hospital with Michael."

She stays silent fiddling with her hands looking out the window. 

"Tat, soon we'll have a leg. Maybe after that things will chill, ya know? I mean we knew things would be extra crazy on this tour...because it's Michael. I just think it's even more crazed since you two are a thing." 

She looks down in her lap. "Sometimes I wonder if I should have kept it all at a professional level. Maybe then all this extra craziness.." she says moving her hands around "Wouldn't have happened." 

"Tat, no..." I take her hand. "You don't mean that..."

"I know." she whispers. "I just love him so much--it scares me."

"Sheryl, he never leaves my mind. He's always there; mentally if not physically. It's just incomprehensible. It's like we are each others stable force, you know? When everything is chaotic and even through everything we've been through....it's a stability." she sighs before continuing;

"This feeling is so strange; it stretches throughout my whole body. It's overwhelming, yet makes me feel complete. It has no bound nor length nor depth; it's just absolute. It feels as though I'm in a dangerous fire, yet I'm completely safe at the same time. It feels as though someone's given me peace. It feels as though my heart is dancing around my chest; and a hole, I was never aware was there, has been filled. I feel so light, like I'm on top of the world yet my heart is constricting and it feels as if there's no oxygen in my lungs.

That's why it scares me so much. It's so strange– frightening even – how you can go from someone being a complete stranger, to then being completely infatuated by them and wondering how it ever was that you were able to live without them, because you sure as hell couldn't imagine being without them now. I know we're only young, and most people would consider me to be foolish and naïve, especially after you know--" she whispers. "But it's so utterly true when I say I love him more than I could love myself. And if I was to ever lose him again.."

She stops as both of our eyes fill with tears. 

I've seen everything they've been through together.  The love they shared was something that I have never seen from anyone before. To see them this happy and in love...made me beyond happy. 

"You deserve this, Tatiana." I smile. "You truly--"

"Friday's Michael Jackson concert has been rumored to be canceled due to an accident with keyboardist, Greg Phillinganes, more details will be coming soon." the radio's speakers sound out. 

My heart drops to my stomach. "O-oh my god..." 

Winnie's POV

"TAP, TAP, TAP."

I groan rolling over on my side as the annoying tap on my door continues.

There was two things that could easily make me mad.

Me starving and or waking me up early.

"I'm coming!" I call out. "Gosh." I mumble to myself bitterly as I kick the warm sheets off of me, before swinging open the door.

"You can't believe this." Clifton pushes past me as I close the door behind me tiredly, as I yawn. "Greg is in the hospital."

My eyes widen as I shoot him a look. "What?!"

"Yeah. I heard Bob, that technician guy, say that Greg was beat up really bad and Michael found him in the hallway."

"Do they know who did it?"

"I don't think so." 

I immediately rush to my suitcase as I begin grabbing clothes. "You know what this means right?!"

"I have a feeling you're going to tell me." 

"It means we are going to find the security room to see what happened."

"Oh." Clifton pauses before whipping his head in my direction. "Excuse me?" 

"You hacked in your dad's security before, right?" I ask walking past him as I go in the bathroom. 

"Winnie, I know you're not asking me to--"

"It's just to see if--"

"Nope! Nuh-uh, out of the question." he shakes his head feverishly. "It was one thing to break into Tatiana's house and you see where that got us." he chuckles in disbelief. "But to break in the hotel's security room?! Are you crazy?" 

I roll my eyes closing the bathroom door as I begin to change. "We came on this tour to complete a mission and--"

"Have you been watching too many episodes of 21 Jump Street or something?! Do you know what could happen?! We can get arrested!" he squeaks out from the other side of the door.

"Only if we get caught. Getting caught is for amateurs...and I'm no amateur." I call out.

"Even if we were to do it....it would be impossible. Do you know how tight security is in this hotel right now? Especially since Michael Jackson is here?!"

I snort. "Apparently it's not that tight since someone got their head bashed in." 

I open the door, now completely dressed as I walk past him. "I'm almost insulted to think you didn't think I'd have a plan."

"Plan or not. I'm not doing this." he says crossing his arms. "And there's no way you can talk me into this."

**

"I can't believe you talked me into this." Clifton hisses as we peek around the corner seeing one of the hotel staff members outside of the door that reads:

DO NOT ENTER
AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY

"See what that sign says?" Clifton whispers as we watch the worker walk away. "I say we follow it's instructions."

I roll my eyes. "Count to at least 45. When I give the signal--"

"Yeah, yeah...find the tape from the time and date, and bring it back to the room." he huffs. 

"Well..." I swallow hard. "Here it goes."

I get up as I slowly approach the door before taking a deep breath pushing it open. 

The room was completely dark, in exception to the 30 tiny screens that had current security footage playing. 

"Hey!" a voice says from behind me, making me jump. "You don't belong in here!"

I whip around seeing a scrawny, young, pimple faced, guy who had to be at least 20.

"Oh, this should be a total piece of cake." I think to myself.

"I-I'm sorry." I stutter innocently. "I'm just....lost." I stare at him wide-eyed, letting my eyes glaze over with tears.

"I lost my mom and--" tears begin to roll down my face.

He sighs and runs a hand through his hair. "Here, lets find your mom okay?" he says ushering me out. 

As we walk out, I break into a fit of coughs. "Sorry...I must be catching something." I hiss as we walk away. 

As we walk down the hall, I look out of the corner of my eye seeing Clifton dash into the security room. 

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Hope you all enjoyed! I wanted to do it closer to Christmas!

But YA'LL--

So my birthday is Dec. 3rd and my mom surprised me with front row tickets to see Janet Jackson (she was in town for my bday!) You guys....first off--

1. Janet is so gorgeous in person (like omg). Those cheekbones and flawless skin--HER HIGHLIGHT MURDERED ME! THE JACKSON GENES ARE STRONG WITH THAT ONE! Hair on fleek, body on fleek, face on mega fleek...she looked like she was in her late 20's or 30's. 

2. The concert...Omg the concert fam. I sobbed like a baby when I went home. The concert was my top #1 favorite concert I've ever been to in life. She dances like she's still in her 20's so I'm convinced that Janet is immortal. 

3. She dedicated a song to Michael. Just thinking about it has me crying. 

4. She sounds LIKE MICHAEL. I swear she is an amazing performer live but for certain songs she sounded so much like Michael is scared the mess out of me. I would have burst in tears but I took 2 hours to do my makeup so I saved the tears when I got home. 

5. GAB UNION SAT LIKE 10 SEATS AWAY FROM ME. I'm not even a huge fan of hers but I lowkey felt boujee. 

But here's some pics I took! I wish I could add the vids! 

Seriously it means so much to me to see Janet. I always wanted to see only Michael and never got the chance, I was supposed to see Prince and he passed before I had the chance. And Janet <3 So as I cry over this again, I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

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xoxo,

moonwalkergal