No Way Out (A Michael Jackson FanFic)

So Close

Tiffany's P.O.V.

     Dave came back to the tree where he tied me up. "Someone's looking for you." He whispered. "Your boyfriend's gone." He untied me from the tree. I was still pretty well bounded though. We started walking toward a narrow but deep river. I tried to squirm out of the ropes, his tight grip, and to scream through the tape. Dave slapped me. "Stop!" He said. I didn't stop though. I kept squirming. He placed me over his shoulder. I kept trying to scream no matter what he did. He punched me in the back. "I said to shut up! Girl, you know when I say something, I mean it." I cried. Dave felt my tears on his shirt. "Stop crying!" We were close to the river. "It's so sad I couldn't take your virginity. That was all I ever wanted from you. Why couldn't you give me that?" He forced me to sit down. I was about to die. I thought about my life. I had helped people in my past. Maybe not all of them liked me, but I at least had tried to be nice. It was finally my time to go. I didn't want to, but I realized, it was the end. I'd left a good life. I was kind of happy about my life. Yes, it was a terrible way to die, but I lived a good life. It was time to go, and I was ready. He looked down at me then forced me to lie on my back. "I don't want you to die when you haven't given me the one thing I've always wanted from you." He started to take some of my ropes off. Then he started kissing me while trying to remove my shirt. I tried to kick and squirm out of the ropes, but it was difficult. I realized I couldn't escape, so I tried to keep my back as close to the ground as possible to make it harder for him to remove my shirt. He harshly lifted my body off the ground and successfully removed my shirt. He looked down at me and smiled. "You know I've always wanted this with you." He put the duct tape back over my mouth and kissed my neck. I gagged.

Michael's P.O.V.

     I saw Dave taking Tiffany to a river. No, he wouldn't dare drown my girl. I saw him take off her shirt and kiss her. It was disgusting. I had to think of a way to save her and quickly. I shouted from my hiding place, "Hey! Are you looking for me?" Why didn't Tiffany scream? I suddenly noticed she had duct tape on her mouth and was tied up. Dave threw Tiffany in the river and ran after my noise. He took Tiffany's shirt with him. I was far enough away that I could move to a different place without being heard or seen. After Dave was far enough away, I went after Tiffany. I got to the river and dove in. It hurt so bad to have my eyes open under the water, but Tiffany's life was much more important at the time. I swam several feet and came across many plants. I must've been close to the bottom. I looked through bunches of plants then found her. I grabbed her with one arm then swam to the top with the other. Once I got out of the water, I started taking off the ropes and tape. She coughed a little, but thankfully I got to her in time, so she was okay.

     I stroked her hair. "We need to go before Dave gets back. I think I'll just carry you though because that would probably be easier on you at the moment." I said, and she nodded. I picked her up bridal style and carried her through the forest. I heard Dave approaching. I quickly found a new hiding place.

     "Wow! Can that boy run fast!" He said. I chuckled in my mind because he clearly went the wrong direction. He ran back down to the river realizing Tiffany was gone. "Show yourself!" I was a little scared by that point. "Make this easier on yourself, Michael, and show yourself." He got farther away. I looked out from where I was hiding. I was still well hidden though. Once I realized he was gone, I picked up Tiffany again and ran. I saw my mother's van. How'd she know to look for us there? It didn't matter. All that mattered was escaping. I almost reached it when I heard Dave yell, "I've got you now." He had a gun pointed at us. We were so close to escaping. He chuckled, "Thought you could escape so easily? I won't let you go until Tiffany is mine." Mom suddenly drove the van right in between Dave and us. She opened the door for us, and I jumped in still holding Tiffany. Mom drove us out of that place as fast as possible.

     "Are you guys okay?" Mom asked. I shook my head.

     "Tiffany was tortured every day we were there." I told her. "I think she may need to go to the hospital."

     "Michael, I'm fine." She said but then winced in pain.

     "I wish I could say you're okay, Tiffany, but you're not." I said stroking her hair.

     "Michael, really." She couldn't make out the full sentence. I showed Mom her back.

     "Michael," she said, "That looks awful."

     "I know." I said crying. "I can't believe I let this happen." Tiffany started drifting off to sleep. I continued stroking her hair.

     "Michael, it's not your fault. There wasn't much more you could've done." Tiffany's nephew, Tim, was in the backseat with this horrified look on his face. He was way too young to be seeing something like that. I had to lie to him. I didn't want him scarred for life. "Tim, you're dreaming. Tomorrow when you wake up, everything will be just fine. Okay?"

     "Okay." He said back. I hated lying to children. It gave me this awful feeling in the pit of my stomach.

     "Michael," Mom whispered to me, "I know you're trying to do what's best for him, but you shouldn't have lied to him."

     "I know. I feel awful." I whispered back, "I just don't want him scarred for life."

Tiffany's P.O.V.

     When we got to Michael's house, he placed me on the couch and called the hospital. After he got off the phone, he found a shirt for me to put on. I put it on, then the ambulance came. I was placed on a stretcher, and Katherine followed behind in her van while Michael rode in the ambulance with me. One of the people in the ambulance with me said to Michael, "Her back is infected. When we reach the hospital, we will need to remove the infection then stitch up her back in order to prevent more infection."

     Once we reached the hospital, I was strolled into a room where they gave me an anesthetic then began to remove my infection. After that, they started the stitching process. They wrapped gauze around my body once they were finished stitching me up.

     Once everything was over with, Katherine walked over to me. "Hey, sweetie." She said softly.

     "Hey." I said back. I felt a little drowsy.

     "How does your back feel?"

     "It feels a bit better now."

     "That's good. I'll give you some more rest time. I just came over to see how you were doing."

     "Thanks." I said. "Can I speak with Michael?"

     "Of course." She said. Michael walked over to me.

     "Hey, babe." He said.

     "Hey." I said back.

     "How's your back?" He asked.

     "It feels somewhat better."

     "I'm glad." He kissed my forehead. "Well, you need to get your rest." He was about to leave.

     "Babe?"

     "Yeah?"

     "Stay with me while I go to sleep?" I asked.

     "Sure." He said and stayed in the chair next to my hospital bed. I heard him and Katherine talking quietly before I drifted off to sleep.

~Who should play Tiffany? Please, let me know. I'd like to know who you guys think. Thanks for reading!~