Michael is such a romantic
Brooke thought about what she had just read, “Make it up to toi tonight? He didn’t mean... no... Oh my goodness, he did. Hehehe...”
She opened the door to yet plus surprises. The pathway from the bedroom to the cuisine was lined with rose petals. As she walked into the cuisine she saw a surprise breakfast too. Pancakes; her favorite. As she was eating, Paris and Prince walked up to her, “Hey guys how are you?” Brooke a dit hugging them both.
“Daddy a dit to give toi a Kiss when toi wake up,” Paris a dit as her and Prince kissed Brooke on her cheek.
“Aww thank toi so much. I l’amour toi both,”
“I l’amour toi too,” Prince said.
“No I do Prince,” Paris said
“Hey hey, toi both can l’amour me like I l’amour you. Listen, why don’t toi guys go play with your nanny and I’ll rejoindre toi after I get dressed, huh?”
“Yay!” Prince and Paris a dit in unison.
Brooke spent the jour playing with the children until Michael got accueil at 5pm. When he got home, Brooke ran into his arms and kissed him, “Hi there beautiful, how’d toi like your little surprises this morning?”
“I loved them Michael. But not as much as I l’amour you,”
“Well then why don’t toi go get changed in to that sexy black dress of yours that I l’amour so much and meet me back down here in half an hour. I’m taking toi out tonight.”
“Okay then sweetie. Only if toi wear something sparkly.” Brooke said, giving him a quick kiss.
Once they were ready, Michael drove out to the most beautiful place Brooke had ever seen. Nothing but fields, filled with trees and flowers. They walked down a candle-lit path (prepared earlier par Michael) to a big white gazebo with a picnic blanket lied down on the ground, covered in all of their favori foods. They spent hours there. Before they left, Michael pulled out a present from his pocket. Brooke opened the box to see a beautiful or chain collier that summed up their life in six words, “Life is like a l’amour song.” Brooke was over-joyed and held Michael tight. When they got home, Michael carried Brooke to their bedroom, laid her down on the bed, kissed her and closed the door behind them so they wouldn’t be disturbed.
Part 8 coming up soon. Sorry it was a little short.
Michael wearing something sparkly
He turned his head to look over at me. " Yes I will. I'm losing hope. And even if I don't, I might as well. I'm losing my daughter to some psycho, I got stabbed 3 times, there's no use."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Mom crinkled her eyebrows. " There's no use Summer. toi can't convince him that he isn't going to die." She said, no hope in her voice.
Dad was still awake, but he was La Reine des Neiges in one position. His messy curly hair was tossed around and flat on the pillow. When I rubbed my palm over his, they were very cold. If toi think about it, you're actually not sure if he'll make it.
I rested my head on his chest, tears rolling down my cheeks. I couldn't stand the fact the Dad could be leaving me too early...
When we arrived at the hospital, Dad was extremely pale. acide, sure tears rolled down my cheeks. I glanced over at Raymond, who was snickering.
I frowned. " Why are toi laughing?" Raymond rolled his eyes and gave no response.
I tried to help Dad up, but his weight pulled me down too! Mom and I carried him in where they put him a stretcher.
A nurse came up to us. " I feel so sorry for you.I hope Mr. Jackson will make it through.The world would be messed up." She said, smacking her red lips together. She made a nasty look at Raymond.
" It's him!!! Security!!!!" She yelled, pointing at Raymond. His eyes were the size of bowling balls. " Uh-oh!" He grabbed his veste ad ran for the exit.
Meanwhile, Mom and I were sitting there, staring at Dad. He slowly opened his eyes and mumbled something I couldn't catch. " What?" I said, putting my ear closer to his mouth.
" Don't leave me to die." He whispered ever so faintly.
I frowned. " Why are toi laughing?" Raymond rolled his eyes and gave no response.
I tried to help Dad up, but his weight pulled me down too! Mom and I carried him in where they put him a stretcher.
A nurse came up to us. " I feel so sorry for you.I hope Mr. Jackson will make it through.The world would be messed up." She said, smacking her red lips together. She made a nasty look at Raymond.
" It's him!!! Security!!!!" She yelled, pointing at Raymond. His eyes were the size of bowling balls. " Uh-oh!" He grabbed his veste ad ran for the exit.
Meanwhile, Mom and I were sitting there, staring at Dad. He slowly opened his eyes and mumbled something I couldn't catch. " What?" I said, putting my ear closer to his mouth.
" Don't leave me to die." He whispered ever so faintly.
