Far Away

[23] Done Moping Around

Michael

I'm having a hard time putting up and passing out flyers. I'm only one person and I want to cover as much as the town possible. I don't talk to Ian and Todd anymore, so I can't ask any friends to help out. I sigh and make my way out of my car getting ready to hit up another neighborhood with flyers. I'm on the second block taping one to a street light when I hear someone clear their throat. I sigh wearily and turn, hoping it's not a girl cause I might just snatch my own dick off. I stare at a guy with a low cut and small hoop earrings. He grins at me and sticks out a hand. I take it as we shake up.

"Hey man. You're the one putting up these flyers? That's cool." I raise a brow at him, he puts his hands up in surrender.

"Nah man, I didn't mean it's cool that she's missing... just forget it. Anyways, I was wondering if I could help you out putting them up, passing them out." I widen my eyes in shock and confusion.

"Yeah sure, that'd be great. But why?" The guy shrugs and smiles.

"Don't think I'm creepy or anything, but I've been  seeing you put these up everywhere. I saw you at the mall a couple of times, you even came into my job. You just look like you could use some help, this girl must be really important to you." I look down to hide the pain in my eyes and clear my throat.

"Yeah she is. I was going to try to get her to be my girl, but she ended up getting kidnapped." I glance at the guy and he's still smiling.

What the hell? He's too happy.

"I get it man, I do. I don't know what I'd do if my girl ever got kidnapped. Probably beat someone's ass or kill anyone I got suspicious of." He chuckles and for the first time in a long time, I chuckle too. This guy is pretty funny. I hand him half the stack of flyers, a roll of tape and a mini stapler.

"Thanks, I really appreciate this. What's your name?" We walk down the sidewalk and he stops to staple a flyer to a wooden fence.

"Tyrin, but you can call me Ty. You?" I nod and staple the bottom of the flyer for him.

"You gotta staple twice so they don't fall, and I'm Michael.

We finish up in the neighborhood, exchange numbers and go our separate ways. He's really nice and cool guy and offered to help until Logan's found. He's definitely better than my old 'friends'. It was the first time I've had a conversation with someone and actually remembered it later. I walk in the house laughing at a joke Tyrin told me when my mother smiled warmly at me.

"Oh Michael, you look so happy today. How was your day today baby?" I kiss her cheek and shrug.

"It was good. I made a new friend today, he's gonna help me put up flyers. I won't be alone now." She smiles and claps her hands.

"That's wonderful dear, just wonderful. You got a letter in the mail today. I didn't open it but I put it in your room on your bed." I nod and head for my room. I walk in closing and locking my door behind me. I put the flyers on my desk and fall back on my bed looking at the letter I got. I frown at it, there's no return address on it. I rip it open and sit up. It's a typed up note. I read it and my blood boils as hot angry tears form in my eyes.

   Dear Michael

This isn't probably who you were hoping it'd be, but it's someone you're probably wanting to find and kill soon. But good luck trying to kill me before I get to you. Who is this you're wondering? Well, that's for me to know and you to never find out. I just want to make you very angry before I kill you, just for my entertainment. So here are some interesting facts that should get you heated for starters:

1. I have Logan
2. I drugged and kidnapped her.
3. You can run to the cops all you want with this, but it won't help you

Now here are some facts that should make your ears steam:

1. I beat her. Punch, slapped and kicked her. I've done it all to her.
2. I've locked her up and confessed my love for her, which means I can't let her go
3. I've raped her so many times. At least 10 times.

I bet you're fucking furious Michael Jackson. Well, I want you to know that I'm coming for you. I know you and you may or may not know me. I have to get rid of you because of Logan. Your little crush is going to be reason for your death. She loves you and she's suppose to love me. So I have to get rid of you so I can get her to stop loving you and get her to love me. May be confusing, but just know I'm coming for you.

Alright? Good. Now burn this note like a good boy, or I'll make sure Logan dies before you do.

See you soon, Michael.

I crumple up the note. I am so pissed off that im scaring myself. I'm happy Logan's alive at least, but at what cost? She's being abused and raped.

I shake my head and run downstairs to the living room with the crumpled note. I walk over to the fireplace and throw it in. I go back up to my room and sit at my desk.

This is the last fucking straw, I'm done sitting around miserable, I need to do something to help Logan. I put my head in my hands and try to calm my nerves. I guess the only way for me to help her is to make myself an easy target.

I'm probably going to get killed because Logan loves me. I freeze up as I had to think back to the note. Logan loves me? She loves me! I smile sadly at the thought. If I do end up dying, that makes it all worth it, knowing that she's still alive and she loves me.

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