1 + 9 = 10 | Book i (MJ Eras)

Chloe - This Can't Be Happening!

9:13 PM

Dangerous pulled me into his chest tightly as I cried, waiting for Janelle's car to arrive back. The others were on panic mode and looked horribly stressed out at the moment.

"We can't leave yet, I don't want to go back!" Thriller cries.

"Please God, don't bring us back. I don't want to go back. I want to stay here with the people I've learned to love the most. I beg of you, please..." I hear Thriller pray silently.

Why do they have to be leaving now? Out of all times?

Suddenly, we see Janelle's car driving into the parking lot. She parks and runs out of the car and into my arms. I hold her ever so tightly.

"Th-they can't go home yet! We haven't done enough!" Janelle cries to my chest. I cry with her as the others watch. All of a sudden, the Michaels get up and form a group hug.

We stay in that position for a few minutes. "Please Michael, I beg you not to forget any of the memories we shared, I love you all so much. You mean the absolute world to me and I wouldn't trade you for anything in the damn world." Janelle spoke as tears streamed down her cheeks.

With tears in their eyes, the Michaels nodded.

"W-we should probably get to Janelle's house," I stutter.

They all agree and we all start our cars again and get on the road.

18 Minutes Into the Drive

9:31 PM

As I drive, I hear a scream of terror. I knew one of the Michaels was being taken. It made the most sense. I pulled over on the side of the road and looked towards the back seats. Dangerous was missing.

"Why?! Why do they have to go now? God damn it!" I stress as I shove the steering wheel.

Thriller panicks as he searches through the thin air for Dangerous.

Blood looks horribly stressed out, but also a bit relaxed. I don't know how to explain. Could it be because of his children. Most likely.

I quickly take out my phone and call Janelle, within seconds she picks up.

"Anything happen?" she asks.

"Dangerous is gone," my voice cracks.

Even though I couldn't see her face, I could tell her mouth was agape.

"W-w-what?!" Janelle struggles to say.

*Timeskip*

We arrive at Janelle's house. I park the car in her driveway. We all get out and get into the house through the garage.

We go straight to the living room and plop onto the couches.

There is silence for what seems like hours.

"I know who will be going next." Janelle breaks through the silence.

"Who?" I ask. 

"Jacky, you may want to spend as much time with your boyfriend as possible, right now. It seems like they're all going back in order from which they came. So, HIStory will be going next."

Jacky's eyes widen in terror as she quickly runs into HIStory's arms for dear life. HIStory holds onto her tightly. They run out of the room trying to find something to do for their final minutes together.

"So, what do you guys want to do for our final hours? Or days for some of you..." Janelle asks nonchalantly.

"Why are you acting so calm? Our favorite person in the whole entire world is going to leave us, and this isn't the first time!" I say stressfully.

"What do you mean, 'this isn't the first time'?" This Is It asks.

"Nothing," I lie.

Janelle doesn't look up.

"How am I supposed to act?" she mumbles. "Can't we do at least something fun with them before they go?" Janelle's voice cracks as I see a few tears fall from her face.

There's another cold silence.

"We could play our final game of Truth or Dare." Thriller speaks up.

"Alright, I guess I'll start." Janelle says.

"Chloe, Truth or Dare?"

"Truth,"

"Is it true that you have had... "it" with one of the Michaels?" Janelle asks in this depressing voice.

I laugh almost sadly. "Nope,"

"C'mon guys, cheer up! I don't want my last days here to be all sad and gloomy!" This Is It says with a sad smile painted onto his mouth.

*Timeskip*

10:35 PM

"Thriller, I dare you to-" I start.

Jacky runs into the room with tear stained cheeks.

"Guys, HIStory's gone!" she says in panic.

I notice a few more tears carelessly fly down Janelle's face.

"I should've told him when I had the chance," she whispers ever so slightly. She stands up from her seat. 

"Where are you going?" Blood asks.

"No where," she says as she heads out of the room.

Minutes of silence later, we hear repeated sounds of glass shattering. My eyes widen. I quickly spring up and run towards the kitchen where I knew the sound was coming from. The others had followed and we had found Janelle smashing a few dozens of wine glasses against the hard tile floor. The sound was deafening.

 She wasn't usually a violent person. I knew she was aggressive, but I think she's going a bit too far.

Blood runs up behind her a embraces her from behind before she could break another glass.

"It's okay, Janelle. Everything will be just fine. No need to be so violent." he says softly as she calms down a bit. She turns around to face him. She quickly embraces him and she looks to be going white knuckled while holding onto his clothing.

Author's Note

Sorry that this was short. It was a bit rushed. I really felt the need to update tonight, so I kinda rushed this. It's kind of as long as the chapters I wrote when I first started writing, haha. But anyway, we all know who's going next, this will be depressing. So hang tight. I'll try to get another update out either tomorrow or on Sunday.