No Way Out (A Michael Jackson FanFic)

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Michael's P.O.V.

     A doctor came in the room to talk to us about Tiffany. "We were able to remove most of the infection in her back." I was relieved. "However, we found some leather in her back. We were able to get it all out, though. Do you know how it could've gotten in her back?"

     "Yes," I said, "You see, Doctor, we were kidnapped, and our kidnapper-" I gulped. I didn't think I could do it. I felt the tears. Be professional, Michael. I thought to myself, You're in front of a doctor. I took a deep breath. "Our kidnapper hit her with a belt." The tears were coming. I could feel them. There was no stopping them. Once the doctor turned away to write the information down, they came out a little, and my mother wiped them away.

     "It's okay, Michael." She said, "It's over now. Dave can't hurt Tiffany." She was right. The hospital would probably tell the authorities about what happened. Though I kept thinking, What if he comes back? I didn't want him to hurt Tiffany again.

     The doctor turned back around. "Who did this?"

     Tiffany told me his name while we were in that dirty room. I tried to remember, then it came back to me. "David. David Turner." I said, my voice cracking. I was about to cry again. I looked down, so no one would see.

     "Thank you." The doctor said then left the room.

     Tiffany suddenly screamed waking up. She didn't scream very loud, but I could tell she was scared about something. I rushed to her side. "Tiffany, are you okay? Do you need a doctor?"

     "No, I'm fine." She said, "I just had a bad dream." She went back to sleep, and I kissed her forehead. I hated seeing her like that. It made my heart feel like it was getting ripped out of my chest.

Tiffany's P.O.V.

     I didn't have to stay at the hospital over night. When they released me, they told Michael to keep an eye on my back. He promised to look after me. He gave me a sweet smile after the doctor left, and I smiled back. Michael took me home with him. "How would you like to stay the night with me in the little spare house until this all blows over?"

"I would love that, Michael." I said smiling.

     When we got to his house, I was glad to find that I was actually able to walk normally. My back was still a little sore, but it felt a whole lot better.

     When I got home, I got warm welcomes from everybody, except Tim. "Is he okay?" I asked.

     "He's been this way ever sense Katherine found you guys at the hideout." My sister told me.

     I walked over to him. "Hey, buddy, what's going on?" I asked him.

     "Your back was awful." He said terrified.

     "You saw it?" I asked shocked. He nodded his head. I motioned for Michael. I informed him of what Tim told me.

     "Hey, bud." He said, "Do you want to have a talk with your aunt's boyfriend?" Tim nodded again.

     "Michael, I feel so bad. I wish he hadn't seen my back. I should've tried to hide my body from his presence or warned you about how he is about these things." I said.

     "Tiffany, you didn't do this. It's Dave's fault for hurting you." He said taking Tim's hand and leading him into another room. I felt awful. What if Tim was never the same again? I would have this guilt that would always be there, and it would never go away.

★Hey, guys I'm about to wrap up the story. :'( I hope you liked it. I hope it was worth your time. Bare with me for one more chapter? I'd also like to know who you guys think should play Dave. Thanks so much to those of you who read, voted, or commented!★