Chapter Four
Ronni POV:
To make it short, we went to school the very next day…yeah I know, boring right? Well, yes it was boring but I did meet some pretty cool people at school. Their names are Victoria Daas, or Tori, and Jessica Sans, or Jessi. They are super smart and pretty loud mouthed but they're still awesome. After that everything went on slowly from there. Until two months after…
Everything went downhill…
Prince POV:
There we were…in the hospital waiting room with paparazzi swarming outside. Blanket, Paris, Ronni, and I were scared out of our minds. My father was believed to be dying or worse…dead. We were sobbing in the waiting room while we were surrounded by bodyguards. The doctor came out of the ER and asked us to follow him, but of course our entire family kept repeated asking us if we were okay with it and we repeated saying yes over and over again. We followed the doctor leaving Ronni behind. Then I couldn't believe what we saw. My father was lying dead in a hospital bed and Paris burst into tears. I hugged my sister and my brother. This is the worst day of my life.
Ronni POV:
This is absolutely terrible! I hope they're okay! I hope Michael's okay! Oh dear god, I sound like a neurotic maniac. I'm so overwhelmed with fear and worry, I can't think straight! The three came out of the hospital room, they were sobbing.
I knew what had happened but I didn't want to believe it. Tears began to drip slowly onto the floor. There was a huge discussion about where Prince, Paris, and Blanket would go. Police were investigating Neverland Ranch and they brought them Michael's Will. It said that Michael wanted Prince, Paris, and Blanket to stay with their grandmother. With Michael's passing on, Brenda wanted to help as much as possible, so we all went to Katherine Jackson's house and we were sent to the guest rooms while they discussed something.
"Are you guys okay?" I asked them.
"I don't want to talk about it!" Prince said and stormed out of the room. I wiped my tears to get up and apologize. I grabbed Prince's arm.
"Prince, I'm sorry…" I said sincerely. Prince looked down and just shook me off. He continued walking down the hall. I went back into the room with Blanket and Paris and we shared tears. For the next couple of days, the Jackson Trio were pretty cut off from everyone else in the household. It had also been decided that they will host the Michael Jackson Memorial at the Sears Center. Brenda and I were invited to the memorial and we wanted to support the Jackson family as much as we can. Since everything was very distraught and depressing, I'm going to skip to the memorial.
Brenda and I sat in the second row and we watched all the singers honor Michael and it was absolutely beautiful. Michael was lying in a golden casket in the center of the stage, it was surrounded by roses of red and white. I was marveling the beauty when everyone was called on stage to sing We are the World. During the song, I started to think. Brenda doesn't have a job anymore, so we would have to move. Would I ever see the trio again? Before I knew it the song ended and we all took a seat. Finally Paris took her turn on stage to say her goodbye to her father. She said her speech that brought millions to tears. Even me.
Prince POV:
How did this happen? First my father dies, now Ronni is moving away! How could my life go from great to terrible so quickly? We just finished packing her things. There was an awkward silence in the room. She opened her mouth to say something then closed it quickly. I sighed.
"Where are you moving to?" I asked awkwardly. She looked up.
"Oh, some place in New York, I think…" she answered just as awkward. She sighed. She takes out a piece of paper and hands it to me.
"I-its my phone number, so we can still talk to each other." she said. I nodded. I smiled nervously. She hugged me.
"I'm sorry about your dad." she said. There it goes again, something that reminded me about dad. I shrugged it off.
"Bye Prince!" she said as she walked out the door, she looked back and she was gone.
