𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝗛𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗹

fifteen.

What are you?

I gripped on my necklace, the very deep strong voice made me extremely scared. Miss. Thompson said, it was something that was once loved. What does that mean?

"Don't be afraid."

I backed back a little thinking about running away. This seems extremely dangerous & could destroy us all. It doesn't seem like i set him free. No, I shouldn't had opened the door from the beginning.

"I don't want no trouble."

"Who said anything about trouble?"

I swallowed my pride & stand tall. I can face this thing. "I cannot be near you. You are very dangerous."

"Is that what people say about me?"

"Only one person."

It hummed in response, I heard some footsteps walking around. What its doing? Up reveal, its chocolate eyes. My heart started racing, my fear started to come back.

"Please, don't hurt me."

"I won't hurt you if you don't hurt me."

This feels like a trap. I should leave. I turned around to leave but a big cold hand grabbed my arm gently. I turned around to see a man standing in front of me.

"Don't go."

I gasped as my mind started to spin. Am I going completely nuts? Another Michael? But this Michael doesn't look very friendly. He's tall & slim. Curly long hair flowing beautifully down his back. His expression was anger & intimidating. Like everything pisses him off. His attire was something from the 30s. A white blouse with black pants. Black shiny shoes with gold designs. His hands were behind his back like a commander, military style.

"Who are you? W-w-wwhat are you?"

"I'm Maestro." The deep voice was now soft-spoken just like Michael's. This is scaring me.

"You look like somebody I know."

"Really?" He arched an eyebrow.

"Yeah, actually you look like three people of them."

"They wouldn't be happen to be Michael, Darryl, & Ronald would they?" He guessed.

"Yes, do you know them?"

"Do I know them?" He chuckled "they're me."

"I beg your pardon?"

"They're me in different stages. Darryl, the bad boy. Ronald, the tough guy & last but not less Michael, the controller."

"C-c-controller?"

"Yes, my old self can be a bit controlling. But it's nothing to be afraid of" he said.

"What about you?"

"What do you mean?" He questioned.

"What stage are you?"

"What's your name?" He asked completely ignoring my question.

"Eve."

"Eve" he circled around me. He eyed me up & down admiring me. He stood in front of me again giving me a smirk. It wasn't the good kind either.

"You look mighty tasty" he whispered.

I sallowed the huge amount of vomit that was about to come up. I licked my lips before speaking again.

"I-i have to go."

"Why?" He asked.

"I have some things to do."

"Like?" He asked.

"Its very important." I backed back slowly trying to escape from this death wish. His blank expression remain still on his face.

"Important?" He questioned.

"Yes." I took another step back. Then, his eyes went black all of a suddenly. All over black. I froze, I felt my body being lifted off the ground.

"Your not going anywhere" he said lowly.

"Please! Let me go!" My breathing started to get hard. I realized, I was being chocked. The grip was getting tighter as I stared down at him. Begging for him to stop. His mind was changed as his grip disappeared. I was dropped to the ground.

I maintain my breathing. His eyes went back normal as he bent down to me.

"A thousand apologizes, my lady! I don't know what came over me!" He said with a worried look on his face. His voice was high pitched this time. He reached out to touch me but I quickly whipped away from him.

"Stay away from me!"

He gasped, tears ran down his face. He was taken back by my actions. He stood up sobbing & trembling.

"I didn't mean to hurt you" he said through sobs.

"Get away from me!"

He ran back to his room slamming the door behind him. I got up & walked towards the door again. I pressed my ear against the door listening to the soft sobs. I think I overreacted. I hurt his feelings, my realization kicked in. He's not a monster or a creature.  He's a human being that hasn't been loved right. He's been treated like a monster so he acts like one. All he needs is the right caring & love.

"M-maestro?"

The soft sobs stopped. "Yes, my lady?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you."

I heard his footsteps coming towards the door. "No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't had put my hands on you."

"I overreacted, I know you didn't mean it."

"Do you accept my apology, my lady?" He asked.

"Yes, I do."

He opened the door & stuck his hand out. I slowly rose my hand up to touch it. He wrapped his fingers around my small hand. It sent chills down my spine. The coldness felt wonderful. I felt a small smile appear on my face. Finally, I get some good information today. Maybe I can solve this mystery.