---Days Later---

~Jada's POV~

I wipe away all my tears and apply my dark makeup onto my face to match my black dress and long, black gloves.

Today's the day. The day of celebration for the life of Michael. It's the saddest day of my life and I know it's the saddest day I'll ever experience.

I sigh as I look in the mirror and look down at the framed picture that sits upon the counter of the sink. I pick it up and stare at it before I kiss it. It's a picture of me and Michael when we were just teenagers. We looked so in love and so oblivious of what would happen in our future. Oh, how I miss those days.

I walk downstairs where I see all my children with their children and I sigh.

We all leave the house, leaving my grandchildren with Ashley's parents because they're much too young to understand a funeral.

We all get into the limo and I look down at my stomach sadly, remembering that I'm pregnant and that Michael will never get to see his new child and the other way around.

Once we arrive at the funeral and I step out of the limo as lights flash and the paparazzi try to win my attention. But, I manage to block them out for once as I keep walking into the doors where there are hundreds, thousands of people sitting to watch the memorial service of their beloved idol, friend, or relative.

I walk over to where Michael's family is and go straight over to Katherine.

She looks up at me and says absolutely nothing and the same with me. We just hug each other as we let tears flow.

The service starts with Michael's brothers, carrying him in that long box type object and I sit in my seat as the music plays.

After a while, Jermaine gets up on stage and there's a huge picture of Michael behind him from around the time that he released Bad and he has his arms out and he's smiling as he looks off into space.

"Smile, though your heart is aching. Smile, even though it's breaking." Jermaine sings and I start to cry more.

Smile. That was one of Michael's favourite songs.

I hum along slightly as Jermaine continues to sing. After he's done singing, he goes over to where Michael lays and places a rose on top of the box.

"Jada, it's your turn." Jermaine whispers into the mic, making eye contact with me and I nod.

I walk onto the stage and take the microphone from him and sigh.

"Thank you, Jermaine." I whisper.

He kisses my cheek respectfully and walks down to his seat.

"Hello, everyone. Thank you all, so much, for coming to celebrate the life of Michael Joseph Jackson. To me, Michael was more than just a boyfriend or a husband. He was my best friend, my hero, my life, my king, and my soulmate. He truly was everything to me but I didn't appreciate him as much as I should have. I screwed up so many times and I wasted so much time we could've spent together. Michael Jackson isn't someone you could find just anywhere. He's one of a kind. There's really no one as perfect or more perfect than him. He was such a kind, sweet, loving, funny, smart, and amazing human being. He cared so much for everyone and he really was the type of person that would do anything for anyone. Like, if you asked him to hurt himself to save your life or something, he probably would have." I say a and I can't help but start crying uncontrollably.

"Awww," everyone says as Rylee comes up and hugs me.

"He really was amazing. And he loved his fans so so so much. It's a sin that he can't do this tour. He was so excited to do it one last time. And he really loved our children and grandchildren so so much. After we had Christian and hope, he wanted to have more children and I told him that we might eventually. Well," I sigh and look down as I rub my lower abdomen.

I look out into the audience as everyone stares at me, waiting.

"We do have another unborn child but sadly, he's not here to experience everything with him or her," I sigh a shaky breath as everyone gasps.

"But I know, he's gonna be watching from heaven every single second of every day and he'll protect everyone he loves. God has taken away one of his most amazing angels and I believe that God put him on this planet to show us how the human race should be," I sigh and look upward, "Michael, I love you so much more than you ever knew and that will never change. You are the only man I'll love for eternity and you mean everything to me. Although you're not here with me, I know you'll always be in my heart, as well as everyone else's. I love you, my king. May you rest in peace." I say and i place the mic on the stand.

I walk down to the box where he's laying peacefully inside and place a rose on top before laying my head on the box and rubbing the top of the box with my hand.

"I love you, Michael." I whisper before I stand up straight and walk back to my seat.

Katherine leans over to me and takes my hand as I look at her.

"I didn't know you're pregnant." She whispers and I nod as tears roll down my cheek even more.

---After a The Funeral---
A lot of people leave the place and quite a few people come over to me.

"Hey, Princess." My dad says, hugging me.

"Hey, Dad. Thanks for coming." I say, hugging him back.

"No problem. It's such a sin he was taken away so soon." He sighs, pulling away.

"Yeah." I nod.

My mom comes over and I see her slightly glare at my dad.

"Hey, sweetie. I'm so sorry about Michael." She says, smiling sympathetically as she goes in to give me a hug.

"Thanks." I whisper as we share a hug.

"Listen, Sydney. Jada's speech got me thinking and made me realize that what we were fighting about was so stupid and not worth splitting up for. Will you forgive me?" My dad asks her.

She looks at me and I nod.

"Yes. I love you, Jaden." She says, latching onto him.

"Love you too." He whispers.

Once they walk away, along comes the last person I'd ever wanna see..

"Hey, Jada." Alicia says.

"What the fuck are you doing here for?" I glare at her and slap her across the face, and then look beside her and see a teenage boy standing there shocked.

"Oh, I'd be careful if I were you." She chuckles, opening her coat to reveal a gun.

"You wouldn't." I glare.

"Oh, how you underestimate me. And to answer your question, I'm here to pay my respects to Michael.." She says and I cut her off.

"Yeah, right! You're here to start shit with me." I snap.

"Wait, wait, wait. Let me finish. And, I'm here so my son can pay his respects to his father." She says, smirking as she pulls the teenage boy in front of her while my eyes widen.

"How old are you?" I ask the boy, calmly.

"14." He mumbles.

If I added up the dates of when Michael and Alicia slept together, and add her pregnancy months and all that, it would make perfect sense.

I don't say anything, I just walk away as she walks towards to door.

I look at the doorway and see Alicia smirking as she leaves.

"I can't believe Dad's gone." Christian sighs sadly.

"Me neither, bud." I sigh, hugging him as he cries silently.

Eventually, we all leave and I sigh, looking down as I turn the corner to walk to where the limo is parked.

I hear a loud BANG. Like....gunshots.

I feel excruciating pain in my back as multiple bullets fly into me.

"Mom!" I hear someone scream as I fall to the ground.

I can't hear anyone or anything, and everything is going to a complete blur.

I feel my eyes get heavy as I whisper the last thing on my mind before everything goes dark.

"Michael...."

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