recap* "1!!" 'NO' I get free and jump in front of Michael shielding him with my body.
He looked at me putting the gun down seeing I'll cooperate "all right move it the 3 of you... C'mon, move!" I ran over to help Michael up as did Tom we got him up. I put an arm around Michael's waist and his arm over my shoulder helping him un-happily as we walked into the van there Boss still having the gun pointed at us, I held Michael steady as he limped over grunting in pain. I felt a sudden rush of anger wash over me as I helped him sit down, Michael was in a right state and a lot of pain as I could gather, he leaned his head on me and I gently wiped the blood off his now bleeding lip I glanced at Tom sharing the same expression of worry as we waited for what was to come next.
~A short time later~
After what felt like a long journey I'm guessing we made it because we had stopped Michael sat up in pain and said. "I don't like this.." Michael mutters 'neither do I' I reply.
As we were pulled out of the van, I kept Michael close to me as we looked up we saw a great big old building, once inside they took us down to a room with a weird box in it and through to another room pushing us in, it was cold, dark and damp in here I held Michael close keeping an eye on where tom was as Big guy came in and walked around us and said to me "your pretty little thing ain't you" 'leave here alone!' said Michael in a weak horas-ed voice "and what are you going to do about it, huh?, Frankie, if you'd be so kind as to take this young lady over there with you, please" 'no I won't dont hurt her" Michael tries to shout "oh and what are you going to do about it... Put him in the box."
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The Ghost Of Michael Jackson
FanfictionA girl who finds Michael's ghost and wants to help him BUT when they get into a lot of trouble with Michael's past and present could this mean the end for them?. And when they find out they have feelings for each other gives a hole new look into pla...
